American Cliche #231
by Scott : May 19, 2010
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I had a really good time taping this episode. I’m not sure why – I’m running on 4 hours sleep and I have an overwhelming to-do list. Something just felt good about turning up Slash and Poison and rocking out. I hope you guys dig it.
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On the show:
* Settling Into My New Place
* Crazy Garage Sale People
* Waitress Fired Over Facebook Post
* Naples Pizzarias Using Coffin Wood?
* Death Metal Teacher Fired
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Missy Wink ;)
Greetings, Scott!
I remember you mentioning your separation a short while ago, and honestly, I forgot about it. So, so sorry!
First, I’ve been through it. Some people are still going through it, and won’t have anything positive to say, therefore, they won’t comment. Others, who have not experienced it, won’t know what the hell to say, and will remain silent. Those are my reasons for the lack-of-response to your situation.
I speak:
Sometimes, spouses realize they are better off as friends, as opposed to lifetime partners, so this is a positive new start for the both of you. The worst is over; you have addressed your relationship, and are moving on and the only way to go, from here, is up.
Don’t EVER stay together for the kid(s) sake because they can tell when their parents are not happy together (yes, my folks are now divorced) and it sucks. You are now bringing up Emily in a happy, positive relationship that is working for you both, everybody is happy, everyone wins.
Have fun with your decorating! I remember, during and after high-school, my bedroom mattress was on the floor — everyone did that, back then — and I had an awesome stereo system. Yes, music is very important. And sleep. Sometimes.
I live at the Jersey Shore and we have “yard” sales because in my town of Ocean Grove (Exit 100), there are almost no driveways, therefore, no garages. There are actually groups of people that arrive between 7 or 8 in the morning, wanting to be the first to see everything.
I remember telling this guy how I would never marry again and he told me, “Don’t say that! You just married the wrong guy; it’s not the marriage’s fault.” He was right. Also, I ended up marrying him.
Please keep in mind, we’re all wishing you the best. Obviously, if everyone commented on it, it would take up lots of bandwidth, as I’m doing here.
Good luck with your new chapter in life, and remember: If you can’t be good, be good at it.
a happily-remarried Jersey Tomato,
Missy Wink
May 20th, 2010
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