it wasn’t graceful it wasn’t pretty, but i did it. when my friend asked me to feed his snake.
when i first met dude, i had no clue. because frankly, nobody buries a girl in the backyard on a first date.
unless, of course, you are mina el houari who traveled to morocco to meet a dude she had corresponded with on the internet. apparently, the date went well until she suddenly collapsed into a diabetic coma. dude panicked, thought she was dead, and buried her in the backyard where she died of suffocation. which pretty much ruined any chance of a second date.
what started as a tender, sleek hug became a sharp tooth trap. and i realized i no longer did anything because i wanted to, because it was the right thing to do, because it was good for me. and i didn’t do anything because i loved him, needed him, respected him, admired him. nope, at some point, pretty much everything i did because i was scared of him. and there was no aspect of my life that was under my control. i was living in the snake’s cage. and i knew it wasn’t going to end well for miss mouse.
but one morning in january, i called a locksmith. he had done this sort of thing before. it took twenty minutes. dude was locked out. i have never regretted doing it, but i have been scared of him.
changing the locks on a boyfriend is pretty crazy, but sometimes crazy is the only thing that works. this gal looks like she’s a little more fight while i’m generally more of a flight chick.
he’s not done with me. but i don’t have to make it easy for him to hurt me. i sold my house, i’ve put my stuff in storage, i cleared out of the community i have lived in for the past quarter century. i have no fixed address and i don’t intend on having one anytime soon.
i really have discovered that i don’t need a lot of stuff. this is everything going into storage.
not that i’m all minimalist. nosirree, i love my car. i also love my boxing coach reygie puangco. see if you can spot him in this video:
so we gotta ask. . . .
me, pongo, mister tibbs, and william clark are on the road.
a few years ago, me and the toys hit the road to visit with facebook friends. i videoed, posted blogs nearly every day. i’ll be doing some of that now. . .
June 13th, 2014 at 8:00 pm
greyt post ArLynncan’t wait to read the next oneLove youPeebs
Date: Fri, 13 Jun 2014 18:32:47 +0000 To: arizonapeebs@hotmail.com
June 13th, 2014 at 9:43 pm
peebs, i am going back to being me! hey, when/if i end up back in illinois, i have a fun dog i’d like to introduce joe to! xxxooo dear friend!
June 13th, 2014 at 9:14 pm
I remember text a certain “mouse” and she was locked in her bedroom of her own house. All alone and hiding from the snake. I am very happy the mouse, got out and is traveling again and seeing all her friends!
June 13th, 2014 at 9:42 pm
remember how freaked i got when you and i walked out onto the driveway and he was there? yikes-o-rama! you were and have always been a supportive and true friend!
June 13th, 2014 at 11:59 pm
Im always wishing you the best, Arlynn. Be safe. And although you may feel alone sometimes, youre not. You have many
June 14th, 2014 at 12:00 am
who love you. If you need us, just reach out. Xojulia
June 14th, 2014 at 4:22 pm
i guess part of blogging is reaching out. i still remember that wonderful day out at the cemetery with you! xxxoo
June 14th, 2014 at 2:01 am
Life is short ArLynn, way too short to live in fear of anything. Spend it with the people you enjoy. Restraining orders and industrial strength mace can help. I was wondering where you had gotten off to in your blogging. You’ve got enough friends to take care of you. I believe Illinois is now a concealed carry state. Get a permit and get thee to a small arms instructor.
June 14th, 2014 at 4:22 pm
already had a protective order. turned out to be worthless. i am out of state and intend to be anywhere dude is not.
June 14th, 2014 at 10:04 am
Miss Arlyn A blast from the past can be a nice cool breeze or a hot mess. At any rate this is a very past friend from your Naperville days. I thought perhaps it time to reconnect and exchange life journeys. Leaving the melting heat of the desert Kingdom for the melting heat of the island Kingdom of Bahrain then off to Chicago for a 3 day stopover. I’ll be in downtown Chicago June 25 – 28 then flying N to stay at Tony Stone. If you want – my U.S. number is 808.372.1001 and maybe we can meet up in Chicago for lunch. Happy Trails Sherry Formolo of the formolo clan
June 14th, 2014 at 4:21 pm
let’s meet up in chicago towards teh end of your stay! i will drive in when you are available. xxoo
June 14th, 2014 at 4:06 pm
Oh Arlynn, you’ve had a tough time of things. Glad you are out of the cage.
June 14th, 2014 at 4:20 pm
r, i’m glad to be me again! xxoo
June 15th, 2014 at 2:49 am
Arlynn – separate question. Where are Fritz Sr. and Jr. interred? I get up to Chicago about once a year and was hoping to pay my respects.
June 15th, 2014 at 12:11 pm
don, fritz senior is at a cemetery out in los angeles. fritz jr., well, justin and i took care of his ashes in winnetka. when you’re coming up, give me a holler. i’d be delighted. xxoo