As the driver sped down LaCienga Blvd., I asked him this question, “Sir, can you at least tell me what airline you are taking me too?” “No ma’am, not yet. Someone has gone to great lengths to surprise you, haven’t they?” he answered. What? I thought, how rude! As I sat in the back seat … Continue reading The Real Surprise.
I woke up the next morning feeling great; I jumped out of bed and got ready for work. Though our office was very small, it was rare when I didn’t get ‘dressed’ for work. I put on a dress, pair of heels, my face and headed out the door. We were at the start of … Continue reading Such Bullshit.
I was in a state of mind that can only be described as utter confusion with a side of absolute fury. As the gavel went down, my mind was swarming with questions. The first one was for my lawyer, and it was, “WHAT THE FUCK is the pant-suit lady talking about? How did she only get my … Continue reading Martini’s Make Everything Better.
Being back in LA was a much more difficult than I had expected. Work was crazy, I had about 100 hours worth of things to catch up on in the next two days, I was fighting jet lag, and to top it off I still the ten plus unanswered voicemails from my lawyer, every time … Continue reading Divorce Court Sucks.
The next couple of days were calm and relaxing on around the farm. Andrew worked each day while sat on the upstairs porch, working through email and Skype. I even had a conversation with my divorce lawyer that was 100% awful. Work was getting more intense, I did have three state pageants to produce in … Continue reading I Wasn’t Ready To Leave.
Mornings were my favorite; waking up next to Andrew, making tea and sitting on the porch with my laptop and the most incredible view I had ever seen. It took me a few days to adjust to the time change, but almost no time at all to adjust to him. As I sat there … Continue reading Our First Fight.
The moment that Andrew wrapped me in his arms and we kissed I knew I had made the right decision by flying to Portugal. He lived about an hour out of Lisbon and since we were in the city he had a few errands to run, in typical European style government offices were only open … Continue reading It Was Magic.
Once Andrew left I packed my schedule with things to do so that I would keep busy and not miss him. Yes, that should work because dealing with my actual feelings would take up too much time. I had two international trips coming up, my birthday and then before I knew it I would be … Continue reading I Would Wake Up In Portugal.
Andrew was the perfect distraction. He was from Portugal but had lived in the US since college and only recently moved back to his family home in the countryside outside of Lisbon. Andrew was straight forward, giving, passionate, funny, and interesting...and I only knew this from his email, I hadn't even heard his voice yet. … Continue reading Andrew.
After my disaster of a week and drunken weekend, I was actually happy it was Monday, thankful for a routine and a reason to get out of bed. I got up put on my favorite “I feel powerful” pencil skirt and blouse then headed to the office. A pencil skirt was always my outfit of … Continue reading I Should Be Celebrating.
