National Night Out (not what it sounds like on this blog...)

So, every year home owner associations around the country have a "national night out" where all the neighbors on each street meet outside and talk to each other, eat food, and talk about issues that affect the neighborhood (issues this year - one couple's autistic teenagers - who like to walk around, the plant opening up north of our neighborhood, and people leaving their garage doors open).

I noticed a few months ago that one house on our street has a rainbow flag hanging up outside - and I wondered - but didn't know how to go about asking them... Well, I saw two middle-aged women show up together, and according to their nametags, they lived in that house... so, when everyone was talking, on pretext of petting the women's beagle, I asked one of them if they were "family" - and sure enough, they are! I barely know their names, but hey, there are some real live lesbians that openly live about five houses down from me!

Don't know when I'll have another chance to talk to them, but hey!

Miasma of Loneliness...

I don't know why this would hit me more than usual tonight, but it has.

Somewhere in this city, somewhere in this night, there are two people sitting somewhere - just holding hands and talking - and it is more than enough.

Somewhere in this city, somewhere in this night, there are two people sitting in a car who can't keep their hands off each other - they may be getting cold, and their car steamed up - but they aren't willing to call it a night yet.

Somewhere in this city, somewhere in this night, there is a couple that just committed to spend the rest of their lives together, and now they're trying to wrap their minds around what that means.

Somewhere in this city, somewhere in this night, there is a newly married couple, discovering new things about each other, and neither of them are likely to get much sleep tonight.

Somewhere in this city, somewhere in this night, there is a well-established couple, happy to just share the couch with one another.

Somewhere in this city, people are dancing.

Somewhere in this city, people are kissing.

Somewhere in this city, people are doing more than that.

But

None of those couples talking, holding hands, making out, kissing, dreaming, dancing or loving include me.

I feel like the loneliest person in the world.

My friend needs your help!

A dear friend of mine is FTM (transgendered, female to male) and needs money for his top surgery. He's on a fixed income (disability) and his insurance won't pay for it because it's considered "elective". He's set a website up to raise money. Please help him out.

http://www.giveforward.org/selfmademan/

Subbing and such

So, I didn't get a job teaching when school started, so I'm subbing. I'm having a great time. No, really! My last job environment was so toxic that no matter what comes I just feel like "so what, it wasn't nearly as bad as last year...."

And it really hasn't been that bad. I've been working with great people, getting to teach great kids, and being busy, busy, busy... I've been working every single school day since I got into the system, and people are requesting me weeks and months in advance.

I just hope and trust that it will lead to a full-time position next year... $80 a day not being enough to move out of my parents house on...

I've lost 41 pounds since June 25th, and it's still coming off (yay!)

My best friend from college is getting married in May and wants me to be a bridesmaid.

I'm not out to her.

I dated a girl a couple of times, but it didn't click.

I've really been too busy for dates.

When something else exciting happens I'll let you know.