Sunday, November 28, 2010

The Ex Factor

How much information do you really want to know about your boyfriends ex? Should you ask questions? Does it really matter? What do you say when he talks about her? For instance today he said "My mom wanted to show me pictures on Facebook and the first person that popped up was my ex... " They are still "friends" on Facebook. He then, in the same breath, decides it would be a great idea if I invite his mom to be my "friend."
I think I prefer to know nothing about any ex's. I really prefer to pretend they don't exist. But then my curiosity gets the better of me...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

5 months, really?!?

Well, it has been 5 months since I blogged. Now isn't that just crazy? A few things have changed in 5 months. Some for the not so great, others for the oh so fantastically wonderful. So, which would you like to hear first? Good news then? I am madly in love! Really, I am! Not sure how it happened to tell you the truth. And he is wonderful and sweet. The best part, he absolutely adores me! So, I went and looked back at my previous blogs to see if I actually blogged about him. I did indeed, back in January. Now I get to see those amazing smiles all the time! More on him later. The not so great thing: I quit my job, what was I thinking. It was totally unbearable and the drive alone was ridiculous. And then having to deal with my psychotic boss was just enough to push me to quit. I was at my previous job for 10 years so I don't take quitting lightly. So, for the time being, as I job search, I am gainfully employed in retail, just in time to endure the holiday shoppers, oh yay

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Sometimes, you just have to blog about it....

Evidently, I am an idiot. Didn't realize I gave off that vibe... I really can't stop laughing at the player I have in my life right now. So, I have been dating a guy for well over a month now. I adored him. And don't you just hate it when they turn out to be major player douche bag asshats? I mean really! He has been very evasive and not texting me etc. So, I read his comment on his Facebook status today responding to something someone asked him. "Oh she was not feeling well we didn't got out, saw her for a bit though,how are u?"...Need I mention he was not talking about me. So, I say to him today via text "I don't know why you even bothered." So, I was basically asking him why he even bothered dragging me through all this nonsense? Why bother driving 45 miles each way to see me? Why bother keeping communicating with me? Why? There is nobody closer to you you can play?? You might save some gas money. Although distance is a great benefit to a player. He knows I wont just "stop by." Anyway, his 1st response "with what? everything is cool" This sent me into hysterics. Evidently he doesn't get it. So, I responded "yep" and then he said "Bothered with what baby? is that your way of telling me you miss me?" I am still laughing as I type this. Seriously? OK I will play your silly game. May as well have a little fun with him. After all, he deserves it.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Sam the Grouch

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, and for good reason.

First, my daughter leaves for the summer in just 4 days. It hardly seems fair. I will be counting down the minutes till she is returned to me, where she belongs. She is mine, I am greedy like that.

Second, men are, well, dumb! They are all the same; I have yet to be proven otherwise, sadly.

And last of all, I got rudely awakened by my wet nosed, whiny German Sheppard nephew... at 6am.

But, you know what made my day so much better? The sweetest letters & pictures my daughter made for me. Is it not the greatest thing in the world to be a mommy? I mean really!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Clueless Jerks

So, I have been seeing the Older guy for quite some time now. Well, when I saw him last Monday I invited him to go to a bar to see a concert with me and some of my friends. He enthusiastically agreed. Saturday rolls around and I call him in the afternoon and get a text response asking about what the plans are. He tells me he will come to the bar but wont be able to make dinner. No biggy I didn't tell him about the dinner until just then. So as evening rolls around I text him & let him know he is welcome to bring one of his male friends. No response. 10pm rolls around and I text him again asking him if he is going to come to the bar. No response. So, at that point my whole attitude is "screw him!" So, I had a fabulous evening with my friends and even meet a tall, handsome man that I had a great time with. Tall & blue eyed yum! .... and not 10 years older then me. Just sayin'

So, Sunday the older man finally contacts me. He sends me this lovely text "Hey did you want some of me" ugg! really?? wtf is wrong with you? I didn't respond.

So, today I get another text from the clueless idiot "What the heck is going on?" I so want to tell him off but don't want to give him the satisfaction that I even give a crap. So several hours later I respond with "What's up" which he responds with "Partied way too hard this weekend. Still kinda hurting." Can he be more of a jerk???? So, I just told him I had a fabulous weekend. Which I did, despite him!

Seriously, can men be more clueless? I am still convinced all the good men are already taken...

The Arrangement

I stumbled upon an interesting dating web site where sugar daddies/mommies find their sugar babies. It was intriguing. When you really think about it how nice would it be to have a simple "no strings attached" relationship where the expectations are already laid out in the beginning. You know exactly what to expect, plus you get money & gifts. What could be better I ask.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Worried about my big sis

My oldest sister is pregnant with her 7th baby. Her 5th sweet little girl. She started having debilitating headaches a couple weeks ago with blurred vision and spots. They checked the protein in her urine & blood pressure etc. All normal, ruling out pre-eclampsia. So, she insisted on a Neurology consult.

**Her hubby is in the Air Force and medical care is not very good. You have to be pretty pro-active. I know this from experience. I am thankful my military doctor went on leave while I was under his care. He very nearly killed me. His replacement was much more competent and realized my kidneys were failing. The normal protein level for a 24-hour urine collection is less than 150 milligrams per day. The first test the idiot Dr. ordered was in the 600's and he decided that was a mistake so he ordered it again. 2nd test was in the 800's and he. did. nothing. I also had extreme polyuria which is another indication of renal failure. He didn't even put the results in the right location for his replacement to find them. The 2nd Dr. only looked for them after I told him I already did the 24-hour urine test he was going to have me do again.**

Anyway, back to my sister. The neurologist found increased intercranial pressure and papilledema due to a brain tumor/clot or intercranial hypertension. He ordered an MRI be done immediately but she was unable to endure it due to the the noise from the MRI machine making her headache completly unbearable. So, yesterday they gave her Valium and they were able to get the MRI done. Still, waiting on the results.... best case scenario: intercranial hypertension. She will have to get spinal taps to remove excess fluid. 10% go blind. Preparing for the worst & hoping for the best. Even if the best isn't that great...

The return of Costco

A few months ago I got a call from Costco letting me know he would be in town in March. Well, needless to say I forgot all about him coming to Texas. (He is attending grad school at Cornell) Until, I got a message from him on Facebook asking if I still wanted to get together. Well, crap, sure... wait...
There is the complication of the older guy I am sorta dating. Or whatever it is we are doing. Should I still go out with Costco? I think he will take my mind off the whole situation with my older man. Which I really need.
I am at complete peace with fact that Costco and I have absolutely no future together. I have known that since our first date. He is just, well, really fun and did I mention he is pretty hot, nice ass and all. Although, I have not seen him in close to a year before he went & moved to New York. Maybe he let himself go... nah.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Mr. Smartypants

I went on a date last night with a guy that I have been emailing off and on for way too long. He is tall & good looking and we have had great conversations on the phone the last few days. It is refreshing to actually have things to talk about. Plus, he is a Liberal in this oh so large sea of conservatives known as Texas.

The date went well. Until... I didn't agree with him. He stood up and said (almost yelling mind you) "let me go really slow for you so you can understand it." all the while snapping his fingers in my face. and said "You following???" I was mortified, furious and shocked all at the same time! I felt like a little child being scolded.

He apologized profusely but I am not sure I am willing to forgive nor over look it. Seriously! What is wrong with men? Is it just the men my age? I am seriously ready to just say screw it and live out my life as a spinster. Which right now sounds kinda nice.

Monday, March 8, 2010

"I'm Not Your Girlfriend"

So, I have been sporadically dating the older man. He is sweet, cute and very lovable. He publicly & continually refers to me as his girlfriend. Introduces me as his girlfriend; The whole works. I find it quite endearing and confusing at the same time. I don't feel like his girlfriend. Aside from our once a week dates we never talk. I text & he'll text back maybe one or two times and it dies off. We share nothing going on in our day to day lives. We just go out once a week. In my world that does not a girlfriend make.
So, every time I hear him utter the words "Girlfriend" I want to scream a la Chowder "I'm not your girlfriend!" (Don't you just love Chowder?)
But my theory is, because men are just plain rotten, he is just trying to lay claim to me so I don't go out with other guys. But ya know what, I am not going to play that game! Time to go out on a nice, simple internet date to pull me away from this confusing situation before I get sucked into this whole girlfriend business.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Curling & the Cutie

I am addicted to Olympic Curling. Mens, naturally. I have an Olympic size crush on the team captain Shuster. I seriously could watch him all day. He is ridiculously cute. Swoon! I really have no idea what the rules are or how the game is played. I rely completely on the commentators to tell me if something good or bad happened. I have no time to learn the ways of the game. I am much too busy oggling Shuster. Frequent words from my mouth "Show more Shuster." "Don't show him, show Shuster"
I love the fact that they are miced so we can hear them. I could listen to him talk all day. My sis & bro in law tease me when he yells "Hard." You can get the just of what they say I am sure. I am totally and completely smitten with Shuster. And might I add, I did NOT watch the game Shuster didn't play in. I mean really, what would be the point?

The older man

I met an older man. Online, naturally. I was not terribly excited to meet him. He is 10 years older then me after all. 10 years. Typed it again in case you thought it was a typo... on Thursday night when he texted me while I lounged on the couch enjoying the Olympics in my PJ's. He asked me if I wanted to meet at some bar I have never even heard of. It has the same name as my oldest nephew. He is an awesome kid; Certainly that must be a good sign. That was the persuading factor to get my butt off the couch and put on some make up and clothes as well. As much as I would have loved to go in my PJ's.

I of course arrived late. But that is the story of my life. I really don't intend to be rude. I just really have no concept of time.... Anyway, I walked in to the bar and looked around for someone I don't even know. Which I really hate. What if I approach the wrong person. I mean really. It is nerve racking. But luckily he spotted me pretty quickly. And he was cute! Broad shouldered and everything. There was chemistry right away. Which totally threw me for a loop. I was seriously not expecting to like this guy. At all. And I liked him. A lot. We talked. We laughed. We flirted. He was obviously smitten & gave me loads of compliments. Which is the way to any Leos heart.

It was Karaoke night at this particular bar. Which is always good fun. He was a very good sport about me signing him up for song after song. Which was just awesome in my book. We even sang a couple duets. Awful duets because 1) I can't sing. 2) He didn't know the songs I picked so he was totally off. But it was fun! A lot of fun!

After all those shenanigans. Don't you just love that word? I mean really! Anyway... He walked me out to my car after we closed the bar down, naturally. He was nervous. It was cute. So he was trying to get up the nerve to kiss me and I just went for it. Because really who can wait on nervous men to make a move? They were lovely sweet kisses that made my stomach do a flip. And don't you just love that?

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Nand the Docter Man

I do the Internet dating thing. With not much real success. There has been one guy in particular that has been rather persistent.

He is a Dr. A Child psychiatrist to be precise. Which scares the hell out of me. I am really not interested in being psychoanalyzed. I know I am a bit crazy, but I like it that way. I embrace my craziness!

Anyway, he is very cute but lives in Houston. I mean really, are there no women in Houston? Well, I gave him my phone number to text, which I like to do till I get more of a feel for someone. Well, he wanted to talk right away. I in turn panicked. (Which I tend to do but only in certain circumstances.... like lying. I am a terrible liar. I don't have it in me.) What if I have nothing to say to this guy. So, I never answered and always texted him that I was busy. Figured he kinda would lose interest. He lives in Houston after all.

But, I just got a text from him. He is in Boston but will be back in Texas tomorrow and wants to meet up soon. What is a girl to do? He just sent me a nice forthright text. I am such a sucker for forthrightness. May be why I like Sagittarius's' Now those are some forthright people... OK I am getting off topic here. So, basically he is looking for someone to have a serious meaningful relationship with. Someone with brains & a good personality. I have those things. Thanks for noticing. But I am apprehensive because he has never met me.

Ugg, this post turned in to me babbling because there is no one up at this time to talk to about this dilemma. Although, is it really a dilemma?

What Happens to the People Who Never Fall in Love?

There is a line in the movie Sunshine Cleaning that just gave me an aha moment. I am not sure the exact wording. It goes something like this: "I can get men to want me. I just can't get them to want to be with me." I was like OMG is that me too? And it made me sad. So, now I can't stop thinking about it.... and well, it makes me even sadder and then I think about getting older and older and I get sadder and sadder. And this blog is depressing me... time to buy some cats. Or in my case rats... *sigh*

But seriously, usually the 2nd thing men ask me when they meet me after they ask me how tall I am. Do you have a boyfriend/husband? Why not? I really need to come up with witty responses to this question. Mostly I just stand there dumbfounded and half the time start thinking of things wrong with me rather then taking it as a compliment. As well I should :)

BTW if you haven't seen that movie... well, you should! It is wonderful.

Do I Really Look That Lonely?

First off, my daughter has the TV viewing taste of a 30 year old. She loves watching shows like Project Runway, Dancing with the Stars, Lie to Me, Ugly Betty and American Idol.
One of her favorite kids shows is Full House, which was made before she was even born. Which convinces me even more that she is an old soul. I so adore my little angel. Isn't being a mom just the best?
Anyway, we were watching one of our new favorites Millionaire Matchmaker (we don't watch much TV btw) and she asked me why it was called Millionaire Matchmaker and I explained to her that the people Patti finds dates for are millionaires. She then asked "What about normal people like you? You need her to find someone for you, momma."
"I do?"
"Yes, momma you are lonely. I can tell."
"How can you tell?"
"Mom, you say you have imaginary boyfriends."
I do say that but it is to be funny. Like if I have laundry that needs to be folded on my bed and am too lazy to do it I just push it to the other side of my bed and proclaim it to be my boyfriend Laundry!

(Just so we are clear I don't really think I have imaginary boyfriends. In case you didn't get it. If you don't know me in RL it is kinda hard to understand my quirkiness)

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Why Do I Do It?

I met a man on the 3rd of January. Why do I remember this date? Because the Cowboys beat the Eagles on this particular day and I happened to be at Sherlock's which is right next to Cowboys Stadium. And I am just that girl that remembers significant dates based on football games. Alas, what will I do when football season comes to an end?

This particular man is, well, ridiculously handsome. I was smitten the second I laid eyes on him. Tall, broad shouldered, dark blond, arms full of tattoos if you find that sort of thing handsome which I do, cutest smile he was smiling right at me and to top the cupcake that he was he had on..... a Witten jersey. Swoon! And what was I wearing? a Vikings t-shirt... it was Sunday... just sayin'. Well, I am ever so glad it was Sunday because that Vikings shirt was his conversation starter. What better way to start a conversation with me then to talk about football. We mostly talked about football and smiled at each other. What can I say? I was smitten. Which pretty much renders me not too adept at carrying on interesting conversations. He asked for my number as they were leaving and he called me on his way home and sent me a sweet text with a pic of him in Cowboys Stadium. My thinking: he is totally into me! Which of course I was over the moon about. I mean really!

Well, we texted back in forth a few times. Mostly me starting them. That is as much as I will give really. Men have to do the pursuing. That rule I DO follow. I had kind of written him off as disinterested or what ever ridiculous scenario that came to mind. Well, low and behold 2 weeks after our chance meeting I get a text from him congratulating me on my team CRUSHING his team. Yes, I said crushing, because really they didn't stand a chance. It was beautiful! Anyway.... he asked me if I would like to meet him & his friends at a bar in the stockyards. Seriously tried not to sound too eager. Thank goodness it was via text. Whew, I ran around getting ready and went on my way to meet him. Not sure if it was the best idea to agree to it. But, I had no doubts at the time. I saw him as I waited in line to get in the bar. He was even cuter then I remembered. And just like our first meeting he smiled more smiles just for me and I melted. Ahh, how I am a sucker for his cute smile. Dimples and all...