tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244277942008-07-24T05:55:24.466-06:00Amishavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759246067486035622noreply@blogger.comBlogger241125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24427794.post-13591239305050702752008-07-16T21:51:00.004-06:002008-07-16T22:08:07.895-06:00

Well, well... its been more than a year since I've written anything and as JAP is sitting by my side this very moment urging me to finish the story off, I've decided to take her advice and wrap it all up. But as they say: A picture is worth a thousand words... We got married! The Cats are with friends. After long negotiations, many lawyers, hours of professional mediation, and much stalling, my

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Oh…lets see… Mediation did not go particularly well- my ex wife seems to be willing to let me have my kids as long as I don’t have the resources to actually take care of them… I’m still looking forward to meeting JAP’s family in a few weeks… A few choice quotes over the past couple of weeks: Friend to JAP: My boyfriend has a convertible JAP: Big Deal…my boyfriend wears t’fillin. Friend of

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Hey- sorry folks- I don't have internet access at home and since I'm not at work,it tough to get posts up. I'm just hanging out doing a lot of baking, reading, drinkin' wine, chillin' at shul, nothing exciting. JAP is doing well and we're having a wonderful time dealing with each other's communication styles- she processes things externally by talking- as she said, "By the time I've talked with

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Naughty, naughty me…I’m not writing much. If it wasn’t for getting classified as spam by Blogger I wouldn’t have written anything yesterday either. I seem to have hit a bit of a rough patch with the whole process- a lot is on my mind that isn’t so great and I don’t really want to write about any of it at the moment Still, I feel like I have to put my thoughts down, so here’s a summary of what is

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I was declared a SPAM blog! Don’t I feel special! I leave the thing alone for a couple of days, and when I come back to put up a post, I get the following announcement: WARNING This blog has been locked by Blogger's spam-prevention robots. You will not be able to publish your posts, but you will be able to save them as drafts. Isn’t that nice of blogger’s robots? What sort of Robot do you think

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So much for things going well… I brought it on myself. I admit it. I said that things were going well and that the angry villagers with torches weren’t massing on the doorstep. I was wrong. I just didn’t see them. This time they came in the form of a flat tire. Yes, the Amimobile had a flat on the interstate…in a rainstorm. Good for me! I had noticed that it was looking a bit flat in the

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I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to write this blog…really…its getting boring. Oh, yes, we’re so happy…We had a great time…Things are going so well… No one wants to read that sort of stuff. Its dull. I know what gets readers here: frum spanking, Wild Girl, psychotic first dates, heartbreak, tragedy…will anyone keep reading beyond my close circle of friends if I have good news

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I hope everyone had a great Shavuot- mine was lovely. Every year- for every holiday- I get a load of crap from my employer. "We may not be able to get a sub for you. It just really hard at this time of the year." No matter what time of the year it is, always it seems to be a huge hassle- but in the end, I get a sub, I take the time off, and everything works out fine. JAP was great- she had

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I hadn’t planned on posting anything until after Shavuot- but I got lucky- I ran into Knife Girl at the store and she had a ticket to see Professor Dershowitz that she couldn’t use and…she offered it to me! So with great enthusiasm, I told JAP about my good fortune. She thought it was a great idea for me to go because she was tied up with other plans for the evening and off I went to Denver’s

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JAP and Ami in the Land of Treif- but first, lets clarify from last time’s conversation with wild girl… JAP: Why didn’t you and Wild Girl ever get together. Me: It would have been bad. JAP: It sort of sounds like she was into you. Me: Not really. JAP: From what she describes… Me: She’s a great friend, but really- she and I would drive each other nuts. JAP: You’d argue a lot… Me: Yeh- all the

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I haven’t been spending all that much time talking to Wild Girl Lately. Falling into couplehood has dramatically altered how I spend my free time. Not that I’m complaining, but things are different. Sure, Wild Girl and I have chatted on the phone a few times; she’s ridiculed me mercilessly about my propensity to screw up a good thing, and I’ve ridiculed her mercilessly about the fact that she’s

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As my Just About Perfect Girlfriend have continued getting to know each other, she’s been introducing me to her friends, and that’s been a pleasure. The latest two that that I’ve met live in an outer ring suburb along the edge of a golf course. They have a beautiful home on one of the fairways. I don’t really know how they have acquired a 2,500 square foot home since she’s a teacher and he runs

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Recently I had the opportunity to do something really cool. The nearby Reform shul that I left after a particulary repulsive shabbos “Jazz” night, is in the process of writing a new Torah scroll. In order to get the community involved, they announced that the Sofer would be available to help those interested fulfill the mitzvah of writing a Torah. I’ve always considered this a daunting

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Granted, for most people, it should be a fairly easy distinction to make a distinction between these two things, but as JAP and I attempted to host our first ever Shabbos meal, that question got asked. JAP, for all her wonderful qualities is, shall we say…less experienced in the ways of food preparation. I’m a fair cook, but baking is another matter- oh sure, quickbreads like cornbread and

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JAP and I are working toward developing a serious relationship, working out our differences, making compromises, introducing each other to friends but there was one little area that hadn’t been touched upon yet: my kids. JAP had not met my boys. This was tricky. I wanted her to meet my kids, but I didn’t particulary want to introduce her to my children right away. I’ve met too many kids who have

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After the shabbos freakout and subsequent discussions, JAP and I started hanging out together, talking on the phone, exchanging emails in the course of our workday, and generally acting like two blithe lovebirds. Disgusting. Yeh. I know. But it was really sweet. Finally, I’ve gotten to the point where I feel like all the bad dates, all the rotten experiences with my ex, the strange saga that was

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So when we last left off our story, JAP had come over, had a shabbos freak out, and left. I was trying to make sense of it as I walked to shul. It was hard to daven. I was feeling really distracted. At Kiddush I had a chat with my Rabbi. I gave him the overview and his perspective was interesting because he’s been dealing with a similar situation himself. He gave me the following advice: Let

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A couple of days ago I wrote that I had made a dumb remark that offended JAP, that apparently offended some of you. There was also some remarks in the comments section that ticked off some of my more Reform readers. Well…I believe in the free flow of ideas and let pretty much anything be said on my comments except for the most outrageous things. And Surprise! You think some of the those have

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Despite my foot in mouth comment about Reform Judaism, JAP agreed to come see me on Shabbos morning… She knocked on the door and I opened it… JAP: Hey, You! (Big hug) Me: Hey…I’m so glad to see you. Come in. JAP: How are you? Me: I’m fine. Look, I’m so sorry about what I said last night. JAP: I know that. But you should know, I’m not going to ever be the kind of Jew you want me to be. I told

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Sorry Folks, I'm going to keep the moderated comments going for a bit until I'm sure the anti-semites are gone. Just a fact of life I guess... On with the story... With the intial screening of Wild Girl done, I thought it was time to introduce JAP to the rest of my friends, the ones that matter most to me, the ones at shul, so I planned a shabbos dinner. I really pulled out all the stops, made

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Helloooo...nice to see you here reading along...I've had to put comments on moderation for a while. A cuddly little luv-muffin of an anti-semite came by and said some rather nasty things in the comments section. I'm not going to argue with this person, but I sure as hell am not going to allow them a forum here in what is really turning into a positive and fun story, so sorry if your comments

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She and I arranged to take a day off and head up to Boulder for a hike to Royal Arch. Really, its a wonderful hike, but it was pretty steep. We passed the time chatting about this and that, preferences of various kinds, favorite classic films… JAP- Do you have any favorite actresses? Me: I really liked Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s. She was really beautiful in that film. JAP: And I

Amishavhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00759246067486035622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24427794.post-50461196223623993152007-04-19T18:41:00.000-06:002007-04-19T11:50:15.297-06:00

Ok, so I didn’t go to the hospital. We went for a walk instead, holding hands in the park, really, it was lovely. But there was this issue of the cats. What was I going to do? How would she react? She was great. She told me that she wouldn’t expect me to come to her place any more since obviously the cats were so bad for me. I’ve already had allergy shots, but they didn’t do any good, I can

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Wow, another weekend over and back to the blog! What am I going to do? How am I going to keep the suspense going on? All comedies end in marriage- or at least the couple gets together. How am I going to possibly keep tension going and the blog of interest to anyone? I’ll have to make up crisis after crisis, disasters and near misses, psycho stalkers, meteor showers, and the occasional Horta

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I had just ended things officially with WTOE Girl and I was so relieved. Finally that was over and I could concentrate on the possibility of dealing with a woman who liked me, knew all about me, and accepted me for who I was, not for who she wanted to make me into. I called JAP. Me: Hi, it’s Amishav. Something important just happened and I need to talk to you. JAP: What? Me: I’m not going to

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