Author: Tea with a Taurus

Welcome to Tea with a Taurus—a self-help and soul-care space brewed with honesty, heart, and a hint of humor. I'm Ashley, your resident Taurus, advice-giver, and tea-sipper. This blog started as a creative outlet and evolved into a cozy community for anyone navigating growth, healing, or just figuring life out one cup at a time. Here, you’ll find journal prompts, real talk, gentle encouragement, and reflections on everything from ADHD and self-worth to relationships and resilience. Pour yourself a mug, take a breath, and stay awhile—you’re in good company.

Margaritas and the Mundane

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Last week I mentioned the possibility of going to a show with another new match. Last Friday the new match phoned to tell me he would be working Saturday and wouldn’t be able to take me to the comedy show but invited me to dinner that night. I agreed and planned to meet him after dropping my boys off at their dads. 


It was poring rain when I finally made it back into town and this new match was waiting for me inside the restaurant. He didn’t see me walking up because he jumped up to open the door for an elderly woman with a walker and her family. I stood back and watched this sweet gesture. 

He was dressed in a pair of khakis and a button down with a pair of nice boots. He looked good, confident. His hair was longer than I expected but it was neatly combed back and he had the perfect amount of facial hair. 

We sat down and immediately the conversation flowed at a comfortable pace. After two margaritas we were still talking but he informed me he had to get home to his children. Surprisingly, I don’t remember having the knowledge that he had children, so we talked about them for a few more moments. 

At the end of the date he mentioned going out again Saturday night if he finished work early enough. I was up for that and suggested he text the next day to see his progress. He walked me to my car and leaned in for a hug. He didn’t try to kiss me. I would’ve kissed him if he tried, but he didn’t and I wasn’t going for it, so a hug was sufficient. 

Saturday brought Hurricane Matthew and lots of rain and my power was out for a few hours. I slept a lot and went out for a late lunch with Red and his girl. It was nice to be among adults. New Match texted a few times Saturday and again mentioned taking me out after work but in the end, he didn’t show and I haven’t heard from him either. 

The lack of communication is probably partly my fought. I’ve had another depressing week. And to top it off, it’s mid term week and I’m not close to being ready. Saturday was supposed to be devoted to school but with all the sleeping I did and not having power, I was far from productive. 

On a brighter note, this week has also given me the time to continue to text with Electric Guy. He’s off call next weekend and were planning on getting together. I like him. He’s sweet, kind, a hard worker, values his career, has goals, and so much more. I’m looking forward to finally seeing him in person. The more we talk, the more excited I get. I’ll keep you guys in the loop, I promise 

No Electricity Tonight

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It’s 9:00 pm and I’m in my PJs curled up in bed with a book. I’m not really reading it. I’m a little bummed, a little down. 

I knew this was a possibility. The latest guy I met on Tinder has a very busy work schedule, it’s actually one of the things I like about him. We have been talking/texting for a week or so and he expressed the desire (yesterday) to grab a coffee this evening after work. Last night he had to go back into work after being home for a couple hours for an emergency. And these types of things happen on a weekly basis. And with Hurricane Matthew coming he did inform me that he could be working late to prepare for that. 


But today we were texting back and forth most of the day and then around 2:30 he got silent. At 6 he let me know he was still working. I understood and asked him just to let me know when he got off and we would see where we were with getting together. 

He didn’t leave work until after 8 and I wasn’t going to push. I really wanted to see him, and I had a sitter lined up, but after working 14 hours I understand. 

So here I am laying in bed with a book I’m not really reading. Bummed and tired and stressed all over again. 

Good night bees, it’s possible I’ll be going to a show this weekend with a different new match. I’ll let you guys know if that happens or if I have yet another date fall through. 

🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝

Bathroom wall inspiration 

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Tonight I went out with one of the Fun Four and my next post was going to be a little explanation of who the “Fun Four” are and/or about tonight’s date. I wrote a different post instead and as I was leaving Amelie’s, where I sometimes write, something on the bathroom wall caught my attention. 


I did indeed smile. I needed this. I’ll never know who wrote this, but thank you. 

Ghost of Nashville

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The first guy I dated after my separation introduced me to the concept of ghosting someone. At the time it didn’t occur to me to ask him why someone would do that. I should have asked: “Why would someone be such a coward?” “Wouldn’t you want the other person to know how it went south?” “Why not just be honest?”

But I didn’t and three months later after we had a small disagreement he ghosted me and I then understood how devastating not knowing can be. 

As I was driving through Georgia and Tennessee last night I couldn’t help but think about the latest ghost in my life. 

Meet Nash


Nash and I met on POF about two months ago. He was planning a trip to see a friend in Charlotte and we chatted about things to do and places to see in the city. We exchanged numbers and agreed to try to meet up while he was in town. While visiting we talked but never got up because I was caught up with a bachelorette weekend. 

The following weeks we texted, talked, and facetimed daily. We discussed our careers, our families, our children, our exes, and the cities we lived in and loved. After a couple weeks he asked what he needed to do to get me to visit him in Nashville. I told him he simply needed to sell the idea to me. He said that would be easy. 


He told me all about the night life, the beautiful scenery, the history, and sent me a ton of pics. 

This was my favorite. 

So, after very little contemplating, I agreed. I mean, I need a mini vacation and why not visit a new city. I checked my calendar, threw out a couple sets of dates and we decided the third week of September worked best for both of us. I found a hotel and he started working on an itenirary. He was excited to finally meet me in person and show off his precious city. I was excited to get away for a few days and I knew he would be the best tour guide. 

We talked about the trip almost everyday. He asked lots of questions, getting to know me in order to plan things he knew I would enjoy. And then about a week ago, nothing. We were discussing his daughters’ ball games and then he just stops texting. One minute we are talking about the importance of writing things in a planner and the next he isn’t answering my messages. I even reached out and asked if I could know what happened but that was also ignored. 

I don’t know if I’m more disappointed, hurt, or angry. I don’t normally like to put a lot of effort or time into getting to know a guy without meeting him first for this very reason. I thought Nash was more mature but I guess I didn’t know him at all. 

Goodbye Hermine

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As Hurricane Hermine (I can’t help but want to pronounce it Hermione) 


pounds the coast of NC today, we are heading away from the storm and across five states into Oklahoma for a wedding. 


Red is driving, the boys are in the back sleeping, and I am relaxing in the passenger seat thinking I should probably get some sleep.  We’ll switch after a few hours and I’ll need to be refreshed. 

This will be a long trip but I think its an adventure I need. Stay tuned, I plan to take lots of pics. Have a safe holiday weekend.