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Well, that’s one word for it.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.01.2014 @ 6:43 am


That she missed the communication? Icing on a delicious cake. Big bite. Oops. Got some on your nose. Oh. Some landed near your lips? Let me help.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.22.2012 @ 12:57 pm


Her latest infatuation, online dating, could her on a stretcher. It could lead to a heart attack…peptic ulcers… Though the latter would not need paramedics. Better management is needed. Go easy, sassy sistah. And lay off the saturated fats.

Online dating and its eventual outcome will never, however, replace her main addiction.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.19.2012 @ 8:50 am


What was written was brilliant. No question she knew exactly what was needed. They pinged like an almost primal sonar. Pinged, though, might be the wrong word.


» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.17.2012 @ 2:07 pm


The crew could not yet see what was happening on the nearly deserted beach. But as the boat drew closer, the deck hand raced for the binocs…

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.16.2012 @ 7:20 am


I saw the most amazing picture today. It transported me immediately to a place I cherish. With one image, I am struck with wanting. And need to share said need. No bandages will be needed. Unles lovingly and slowly applied. Sometime after what was captured in the pic.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.12.2012 @ 6:40 pm


Will she find me? Understand the tiny hint she was left? Did she appreciate the clever use of poor grammar? And what about my suggestion on the moving story? Was it well met? Hoo boy. I hope so.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.10.2012 @ 7:24 pm

It was an excellent suggestion she should rejoin the oneword community. But has it been noticed? She poured over the last few entries in vain. Searching for a hint of recognition. Hoping. Wishing. Wanting.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.10.2012 @ 4:02 pm


I really have enjoyed reading these entries and all they inspire. The sounds of a turbine can be so, well, hot. I also think there’s immense power contained in them. Waiting for the right stimulus. Let me know you have seen this message and you approve. This location can exclusively fuel our sharing, Even on rainy days!

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.09.2012 @ 3:21 pm

The turbine that powers our love is alignment. Nice to be hear again. Very smart. I am
so need this. And you.

Are turbines on cars? I think so. Hmm…

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 07.09.2012 @ 2:04 pm


This word “foreign” made me think immediately think about the relationships in my life. And how one of them is changing in a big way. No, the relationship has not been a splinter – a foreign object that has caused nothing but pain. Rather, it is candy. Something that was sweet and delicious. Mmmm, chocolate covered goodness. Fantastic, really.

Too bad it created such a toothache! Doh!

That, my friends, is the foreign object that needs to be removed. The pain that’s been caused from eating too much candy.

So, cheers to good dental health! It is for the best. Keep repeating that to yourself even as you hear the whirring of the dentist’s drill.

Herring, please!

JennyG out.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.22.2011 @ 8:08 am


Robots lack temptation. Robots don’t sweat, either. From guilt or passion.

They can, however, fix a mean cocktail.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.20.2011 @ 8:31 am


Jen felt almost hysterical. 40 seconds ago her stalkee typed something on FB. She was around! Quickly, Jen checked all the usual places, throwing out all the beacons. Hoping that maybe today would be the day they could briefly connect, if even for just one last time.

Nothing happened. 20 minutes went by.

Still, nothing.

Jenny began to realize what a fool she’d been. How unfair it all was. And how clouded her judgment had become due to lust and lost love. (If only Jen could think of another “L” word!)

It is done. Stalkee said as much. With good reason! And she was, in the cold light of a Spring morning, absolutely right. Jenn knew it needed to stop.

For them both, they each represented something missing in the every day. And it was easiest to silly putty in those holes through rekindling feelings that never left them. A unique, deep connection. Stalkee was, after all, the best flirter ever.

While they both wanted and enjoyed the same thing for awhile – a rich intellectual connection – things had become uneven. The cost was too great for one of them. And that, in a word, is dreadful. (Helluva oneword!)

This cost needed respect.

But why is it so hard to stay away? Well, the obvious answer, love, was still there. Also, recent events on Jen’s side had changed a bit, making her reality more uncomfortable and unpleasant. Their World became a necessary coping mechanism for her. Yet, now, in this indirect and cryptic shift in communication channels, had become unsatisfying.

Intellectually, Jenny knew her love was right to stop. But emotionally, she couldn’t help but want to share more.

Of course, this is something they both shared. And still do. Just change up the pronouns! Or something like that.

This shared pain does offer some comfort. It is but a snack. And it tasted like cardboard.

What they both wanted was a five course Italian meal. Something that needed to be savored. Each course made up of words and feelings…crafted lovingly…thoroughly satisfying.

Two, please!

By the end of today, Jen will grab her herring and move on.

It was, finally, time.

She moved on happy and truly thankful for the experience. It was, in another oneword, incredible! There was more to celebrate there that words don’t capture.

Yes, the ending was a little out of control. And they both hated that. But with time, that little hiccup will fade.

Days, months and years will do their magic, allowing both to more fully enjoy their unique, shared experience. That special connection will never fade. Joyful. Loving. And fun!

It will become, again, a fond one away from a fine reality.


» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.15.2011 @ 8:28 am


An aromatic cup of coffee being placed on the bedside table on a rainy morning. Your partner sliding under the covers. These are rich little extravaganzas that must be savored.

The severe differences between their opinions on what to do about the big picture seemed to be forgotten. Well, at least for the weekend.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.14.2011 @ 5:26 am


What say you to living your FB quote? We’re making the right decision by staying away.

Though it is painful and not something I want to do, I have been frustrated by not having the chance to share directly with you. Because you are you.

I could be, of course, convinced to chat about it today.

After all, our thoughts and feelings will NEVER be – wait for it – obsolete.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.13.2011 @ 8:41 am


They were in the self-help section.

He ran his fingers slowly along the spines of the books until it rested on the title in question. He read it out loud. “How to Have and Eat Cake in Thirty Days or Less.”

“Hmmmm…” she said lightly.

God, how he loved hearing that. Her thinking. And flirting.

He pulled the book from the shelf and looked at her. His whole face was alive. It was so easy to see, particularly in her company. He had a smile in his voice when she heard him ask, “Is this what we need?”

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.11.2011 @ 10:02 pm


Parched? Sometimes the tiniest drink will slake your thirst.

Look for the green for next 30. No longer invisible.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.11.2011 @ 10:15 am


Having said all this, one can’t help but know that the Coping U alumni phrase that pays would be “wish you were here.” You could see it on everything, including even…say…a post card!

Sorry. But it couldn’t be helped.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.10.2011 @ 8:42 am

To be clear, the alumni from Coping U will never meet. Nor directly exchange thoughts and feelings around their shared challenges.

For this to really work this time, both of them needed to be aligned. Now, tomorrow, and in three Tuesdays!

No direct communication is another baby step.

But we must continue to remind ourselves this is shared grief. And continue any mantras that it is for the best.

So says Mr. W, yes?!

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.10.2011 @ 8:08 am

I know I truly need to hear from you. Simply to answer a few questions.

Relief poured through me when I interpreted this a different way…that you needed to hear from me. God, yes!

So, when does the alumni group from Coping U get together?!

Perhaps helpful literature could be shared. Just sayin’.

That won’t help.

And yet…


(Therein lies part of the problem, right?)

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.10.2011 @ 7:50 am

A positive… The alumni secret handshake would be redefined. And no doubt improved!

Talk about a somethin’ somethin’!

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.09.2011 @ 3:24 pm


You passed the test! ;)

Integrity. Great word. Big, fat… well meaning. And, of course, attractive. Some things will never change!

There were a few nagging questions I had. But if getting answers causes further pain, then, no worries.

Again, sorry this has been challenging. It was very abrupt after all. So…points for trying?!

Again, you are so right. And I will, indeed, tap into some of this oneword to find some solace. Other coping mechanisms will include reading a story or two… It is comforting to know you can’t help but do the same.

Finally, some housekeeping. This week has been difficult, and yours truly has not been on best behavior. Check ALL your channels – all those familiar places – to ensure a fresh start. I have done the same.


That herring, if you please!

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.08.2011 @ 12:37 pm

She was right, of course. And her integrity, respected. Points for trying?!

There were a few things that needed saying, is all.

But, with the exception of NOT knowing a worrisome detail or two on his end, all of the things had already been said. Still true.


Where’s that herring?!

Truly your last word time.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.08.2011 @ 12:23 pm


They were determined to make incommunicado work for them both. And at the same time!

I think I can, I think I can…

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.08.2011 @ 11:07 am


No question they were connected. Always had been. Now, it’s just a little less. And not nearly as much fun!

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.07.2011 @ 7:49 am


Strength? Wish I had some. Available at Wal-Mart?

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.05.2011 @ 11:33 am


Who will enjoy the success of quitting? Sadly, not the two of them. Though, with time, they will.

What terrific times the two of them shared. But no longer. And, although it will be EXTREMELY UNPLEASANT to carry on, all will never be lost.

For the feelings will never go away. Ever. Just not acted upon.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.04.2011 @ 4:09 pm


And yet he knew, sadly, they were doing the right thing. For circumstances had changed and they both had different perspectives. .

Cake…eat, too? Not in reality. In BW, though… They had different plans for the cake!

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.04.2011 @ 7:58 am

Their plans – baby steps – had been foiled. He sought details on how it unraveled. For he was worried about things on his end.

And, of course, he still couldn’t help but think a bit…

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 04.04.2011 @ 7:30 am


He no longer wondered.

He knew. And she did, too.

That’s what made it all the more challenging.

» Posted By Jennyg42389 On 03.09.2011 @ 2:09 pm

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