i love playing hooky from work.  It isn't really hooky though, as i did let them know a few weeks ago that i would be taking this day off.  Yet having the quiet time, with no-one at all around me is really nice.   It reminds me of last winter when it was only the little Dom and i kicking about the house, with nothing more strenuous to do than clean a bit, or cook.  i do miss having that freedom.  Work gives me a strong sense of self, and is also financially rewarding, but it sure can't replace the peacefulness i prefer to have. 

     So the word is out that i am moving.  And all of a sudden i am being deluged with invitations from the opposite sex, to go out for beer and wings, or a proper dinner and wine.  i hadn't expected that.  No matter how hard i work on it, there is still that person inside of me who is constantly amazed that anyone would find someone of my errrr.. age.. still interesting or attractive enough to go out with.  Mind you, some of the invitations are genuine offers of friendship.   But some of them are also very clear in their interest beyond that.  i have to admit it is doing my ego a ton of good :)

     i had a rather interesting conversation with my son this morning, using icq.  (i am at Master's and he is at the house i am moving out of right now)  i am not sure i handled it very well, but it went something like this:   (keeping in mind he isnt even legal drinking age yet)

Dom Son:  "anyway...where are some good sex Q and A sites?!"

me:   "i dont know.. ask me and i will answer them.. just pretend i am doctor ruth" (insert trademark for the doc)

Dom Son:  "whenever my girlfriend and i have intercourse..i tear her open i guess and she bleeds!"            (what girlfriend??????? this is waaaaay too much information!)

me:  "uh huh.. that means she is too dry to begin with.. try more oral sex ... spit works well"
        *smiling sweetly*

     Well, that was the beginning of it.  The rest of the conversation kind of went downhill from there, although he finally mentioned something about her having her period, so at least i know she isn't pregnant.  This month anyway.  Gawd!   i really don't want to be a grandmother yet!    Now that i think of it however, i am pretty sure there isn't even a girlfriend.  i think.

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