The Infamous 5th Grade "Cootie"....

So again... here I sit with Grace, and wonder about the rest of the world... Thinking about the progression of love in a person's life. Not any specific person, but anyone. I think back to elementary school.... when boys had cooties. They had cooties because they were different, and we couldn't understand why. If you really think about the nature of the relationships in 5th grade, we never really get that much further than that. There is still the concern of the cootie... but now its in the form of hurt and heartbreak, not a fictitious parasite that may or may not infect your bloodstream and make you violently ill should you come in contact with it. How is heartache any different than the elusive cootie? It’s really the same.... crippling stomach pains with possible dry heaves.... the same. Genuine heartache is exactly the same.

So we spend at least the first decade after 5th grade investigating what really doesn't exist.... the cootie free man. It’s an illusion not unlike a good hair day or the lock ness monster. But I think it’s important to realize that they view us the same. The cootie has a different meaning and rears its ugly head in different ways depending on your gender, buy its still there.

Now where I think I am a bit ahead of the rest is that I seem to be developing immunity to the cootie. And, even better is I am also developing some sort of a sixth "cootie" sense that tells in what form it will appear eventually. I have a hard time going on date number 2 because of it. I can already tell how and in what form this person will lack in my mind. I guess that's a good thing, saves me a lot of lip gloss and time, but nonetheless, I almost wish I could just go on the date and not care.... I am learning that, but it’s taking time.

For now, I will continue to try and overcome whatever cooties I will face on my dates, and even do my part (as I have for 10 years now) to help the men I encounter to learn how to vaccinate their own cooties. I think I have done well, and now have found the optimism to look forward to the next man I date in order to get him ready for his wife......
we all have a purpose here... guess that's mine.

As always.... good times,
-Cyn

Technology is amazing.... I am sitting on my porch typing this. laptop on lap.... wireless network finally working, and its 80 degrees and beautiful out. I don't think I could ask for anything better. Now I just need a fridge out here and I don't have to go inside until November!

It's slow going getting back to the postings... I picked a bad time to announce my "comeback". But have no fear... it will be done.

You'll hear from me soon!!
-Cyn

Apparently I require exactly 37 days to pout. And in retrospect.....there was nothing to pout about.

The PAST is PASSED....and I'm back.

I look forward to writing and sharing life with you all again, so check back, and check back often. I have realized that continuing this page is very important to me, and those of you that read it regularly have been there for me no matter what. I'm so grateful for all of you, and the love and support you show me simply by reading and commenting when you have the time.

The weather is here.....wish you were beautiful. It's going to be an amazing Chicago summer.

Love to all of you,
Cyn