I have joined a different dating site at the recommendation of a friend and so far I like it a lot better than E-Harmony. Friday I briefly chatting online with someone through the site when I had to leave. He asked me to call him, and I figured, why not?
I blocked my number, and gave him a call. After 1-2 minutes of random chit chat, he says "So do you like Avon?"
I was like, "Huh?"
"Avon, you know-- the beauty products?"
"Oh... well, I guess so."
"Because I'm an Avon consultant as a second job. So if you ever need any Avon let me know. I guess you'll have to call me, since you blocked your number, and I can't call you."
I quickly made up an excuse to get off the phone. As we were saying good-bye, he said "Don't forget to call me if you need any Avon!"
Okay so Friday was date number five with Perfect on Paper. I've really been trying to be open minded and keep on even though I don't really feel much of a click or spark, because, really, he's perfect (on paper). Sure, a little sappy, dorky and awkward, but obviously harmless and well meaning. I felt like rejecting him based on a less than stellar first impression was being too picky and all of my friends seemed to agree and were even rooting for him. We'd gone out on four dates-- the first three I was kind of like "meh" but then the fourth date we had a lot of fun and I thought I might be warming up to him a bit more. So I agreed to a fifth date. It was supposed to be bowling, but at the last second he suggested that I come over to his house and he made me dinner and then we watched a movie. It had been a long stressful week, so that option sounded more appealing than a noisy bowling alley and I agreed.
I'm not going to give a whole recap of the date, but I'll give you some random details. This is what I am good for as the token single girl in nearly all of my social circles. Married people love to hear how hard and ridiculous it is to be dating in your thirties. So here goes-- my pain is your amusement:
His house was really nice. He had described it as a townhome, but it was really more like a condo. He allowed me to full on snoop through the whole place while he was cooking dinner. The whole place was builders white-- not a drop of paint on the walls. He had nice furniture, and lots of random knick knacks and pictures from his travels around the world. His powder room had adult wipes sitting on top of the toilet, which is something I would have put away if I was expecting company. He had a study that was filled with fitness equipment and a huge shelf with hundreds of cds. I thought that was a testament to what generation he is from (he's 38). Other than Counting Crows cds, I can't remember the last time I bought a physical cd and put it on a shelf. The whole place was very clean and tidy and nicely decorated, considering it is a bachelor pad.
On a plus side, he got me flowers.
He kissed me, or attempted to kiss me, roughly 28937423 times. Not like, make-out let's-get-it-on kissing, but like kisses on the forehead, or the cheek or the top of my head. Unremittingly. Like, five fast kisses in a row the way a grandma might kiss her six month old grandchild if she hadn't seen him in a while. Taking my coat required a kiss on the cheek. Laughing about how we have almost matching Columbia coats required a kiss on the forehead. Handing me a fork at dinner required multiple cheek kisses. I'm not a touchy feely person in general, so that got old fast. Really fast. (Although I do feel like I should explain that despite all of that he didn't cross the line into getting handsy or inappropriate... just odd and discomforting).
Referred to me as "madam" repeatedly which made me feel like I was 100 years old. Also referred to me as "sweetie" repeatedly which made me feel like I was 4 years old.
Dinner was really nice and actually delicious. I was impressed-- salad, salmon with some kind of really wonderful gingery marinade, and couscous.
Dinner conversation was what I now understand to be the usual-- lots and lots and lots of talk about his work. I understand that discussing your job is always the path of least resistance and an easy default to keep conversation going, but now that it's our fifth date and I'm hearing the same auto insurance stories over and over... it's just dull and tiresome.
•During the movie he put his arm around me, which was acceptable. Then he started sniffing my head and hair. I got the impression that he thought this would be a charming thing to do but finally I had to be like "Are you sniffing me?! Can you please stop?!"
After the movie was over, he said he had a confession and told me that when we had first made plans to go bowling he went one afternoon and did a practice run to make sure his skills were up to par. I thought was straddling the border of sort of sweet, sort of bizarro.
But THEN he said he had a second confession-- that our last date when I leaned to get out of his car that my pants had slipped down and some of my butt had ended up hanging out of top of my pants... I was so creeped out and told him so. WHO SAYS THAT?! Like really. I mean, it happened and you noticed, but why are you telling me now? That was when I figured I needed to wrap things up and get outta there.
The good night kissing was the absolute nail in the coffin. I was trying to make the best of a bad situation, but there was no salvaging anything in that department. His glasses stabbed me in the eye, and at one point his entire mouth was wrapped around mine-- like both of my lips were inside his mouth. Then he pulled away and said "Someone's breathing is getting a little fast". I think in his head he thought that might come out seductive and mysterious, but at that point it was just comical. If my breathing was fast, it was because I was gasping for air as he attempted to perform CPR on me.
Okay, that turned out a little meaner than I meant for it to be... but.. it is what it is.
Saturday after many, many texts recapping his favorite parts of the evening and trying to get me to commit to hang out again Saturday and/or Sunday, I had to tell him that his intensity was terrifying and that I needed some space. His response was that he never meant to make me feel uncomfortable and that he would respect my wishes. I'm inclined to ignore him and hope he goes away, but I have been advised that I need to man up and make sure he's clear that I am 100% uninterested.
So I guess this is the first time that I am officially breaking it off because he has no game. At all. I don't know how to explain it, but I guess it's much more intriguing to hold a little back. My friend The TrueDeeva got to hear all about him when we met up on Saturday. She thinks he lacks swagger. You want a guy that interested enough, but still holding back some to keep you interested. Clearly-- not Perfect on Paper. Anyways, after we had a few laughs about my date we had a nice conversation about internet dating, dating with kids, dealing with the fathers of our kids and all of the drama they bring. As usual, I left wishing we got together more. She's sharp, and witty and confident and in the past year or so she's turned into an internet dating maven (quote of the evening: "I'm all about being open minded!" she declared. "I'm dating short guys, fat guys... even white guys!"). She sort of re-energized me to get back out there and stay positive and keep having fun.
Gah... I stayed up/slept way too late this weekend. Now it's 11 and I'm wide awake. Getting up tomorrow should be a disaster.
I need a few cards for different things, so I pulled out my stamps and papers over the weekend and got busy. I actually didn't end up making any of the cards I will need soon (typical), but I did make these:
It's not totally clear, but the card base is black. It gets lost against the black table. The onesie was my first attempt at using the blender pen.
You can't see very well from the picture but the top part is grey cardstock dry embossed polka dots leftover from another project. I did a few different variations of this one with different sentiments. The sentiment stamp was a buck from Michael's.
(this one kind of drives me crazy if I look at it too long because nothing on it is cut straight or centered. But I really loved that stamp-- another dollar bin find at Michael's.)
I had a great weekend. Friday night my parents were kind enough to keep Isaac overnight so I could have another date with Perfect on Paper guy. Then Saturday Isaac's dad asked if he could take him for the afternoon/evening even though it wasn't his weekend because he wanted to take Is to a birthday party. So I ended up with an unexpected Saturday night to myself too. I went to University City and (after trying to park for seriously like 40 MINUTES) I met up with my friend The TrueDeeva... and we had a great time catching up. I will go into more detail about my date and my visit with her in a another blog post. Oddly, they will be somewhat related. It was great fun, but on the way home I got a text message and was reaching for my phone to glance at it. I must have swerved off the road a bit when I was reaching it and the next thing I knew, there were lights behind me. It's actually been quite a while since I've been pulled over. I got off with a warning, thankfully. I definitely left my phone in my purse and threw it in the back seat for the rest of the way home.
In other news, how adorable are these:
shoes that we got for Isaac's baby brother? I know his dad will like them, because he used to buy Isaac ones that were very similar. I used to get so mad at him when Isaac was a baby, because I would need diapers, formula, etc and he would always show up with fancy sneakers. When we were at the Puma outlet I couldn't resist the chance to bring it full circle.
Speaking of baby brothers:
Awww...... Isaac was so cute too. They must have taken this picture right before he left his dad's because when Isaac got in the car he sniffed his hands and said that they still smelled like his baby brother. I wish he would send me a better look at his face: I want to know how much he favors Isaac (since, Isaac favors his father's side so strongly).
I finally ordered my last textbook for school. I was putting it off because it was 130 dollars... brand new edition so very few used copies. Painful. In more exciting news... I also booked my flights to and from MYRTLE BEACH! I'm so excited. I will fly out early Saturday morning of Memorial Day weekend and I won't fly back till late, late Wednesday night. It should be lovely-- a fabulous little break that will give me the push to make it till the end of the school year.
Here's another random one to end this post with. We went with Joe to Costco. This is what he buys every week:He has been eating a ton of salad and spinning and running like crazy. He's looks great.
Not so secret confession: I'm really tired of being alone.
I really want to find someone that I can date seriously.
It's hard to even admit it, because I really love my life and overall, I'm quite happy. I don't want to dismiss all of the great things that are in my life, because I am so focused on the one thing I don't have. I'm not depressed. I'm not desperate. But I'm lonely.
Old college boyfriend (WJM) and I occasionallyfrequently probably way more often than is healthy, find ourselves commiserating on a Saturday night over the bleak reality of the dating scene in your 30s. Anyways, he has suggested over and over that I need to have a hobby that is not related to work to meet more people organically (as opposed to something totally contrived, like an online dating site). WJM has tons of hobbies and is involved in so many different things. I know in his eyes I am a super boring homebody with nothing exciting in my life at all, which isn't a totally fair assessment. However, I've considered his advice a bit. I think I do have hobbies but the problem is they are all solitary ones, or girly ones. I like crafting, cardmaking and sewing.
I do social things: I like to go out dancing (with my married girlfriends to dance clubs in the Gayborhood... hmmm..), I'm in a book club (with coworkers), I spend a lot of time with friends (who are literally all married and engaged except for 2... seriously... I have *2* single girlfriends). I have friends in the city I see once or twice a month and local friends that I see frequently too, but I don't really have many opportunities to meet people beyond my existing circle of friends. I'm not the kind of person that can just approach a stranger in public. And don't suggest church activities. There is no one to meet at church. No exaggeration. For over a year I was in charge of the activities for local single people. There were only 3 guys that came regularly: one was 9 years younger than me and the other two had intellectual disabilities. The LDS social scene for a woman over 25 in the western Philadelphia suburbs is a barren wasteland.
Plus, when you are a mom, you're kids become your hobby. I love soccer, swim lessons, and spending time in the park, but those activities are hardly ideal for mixing and mingling with single men. And I don't even want to come off like I am complaining about that. For a mom, I think I get a considerable amount of "me time", especially compared to married moms with multiple kids. Isaac spends at least every other weekend with his dad. My mom comes in frequently to spend time with Isaac. If there is something I am desperate to do, I can usually arrange for a sitter without too much trouble. I make it to my book club most months, I can usually stop into after work happy hours/get togethers at least for a little to socialize with coworkers, I'm doing grad classes. Although Isaac isn't crazy about the kid's room at the gym, I can more often than not I can persuade him to go so I can squeeze in Zumba or a quick workout.
I am not going to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm not going to join some motorcycle club or something just to try to meet people. I don't know. I guess the bottom line is, I am willing to push out of my comfort zone and try new things, but I don't think that should have to reinvent myself to find someone that I have things in common with. Is that asking too much? The past few guys I have gone on dates with have all concluded that I'm a great girl who deserves someone nice.... so where is he?! I'm not getting any younger
Anyways, I'm not trying to whine or complain. I'm not desperate, but I don't know what else to do. Anyone with serious suggestions, I am open to them.
I've been working out a lot lately, in an effort to somewhat counteract some of the delicious holiday goodies that are tempting me at every turn. I feel myself getting a little blue, so I have been pushing myself to get out to the gym more. Working out makes me feel happier and better about myself. I have some time off of work this week and I'm going to change it up by throwing in some extra yoga and Zumba classes.
So I mentioned that I went on a few dates lately. He was a very nice guy, and actually perfect on paper. He had almost every quality that I would potentially want but there was just something about him that didn't click well with me. So I guess I don't know what I actually want. I've actually had a few good phone conversations with old college boyfriend about that. We both seem to be turning to each other (as friends) as we try to navigate dating in our 30s. It's rough out there.
I picked up this little candle at Target and it smells so yummy. It's also only like 6 bucks, so way cheaper than a Yankee Candle.
Seriously. I want to eat it.
Isaac's dad approached me about Christmas. Historically, Isaac wakes up with my family at my parent's house and then usually at some point in the early afternoon he goes with his dad for the evening. This year Isaac's dad and his grandfather asked to join us for Christmas day. I've never met Isaac's grandfather on that side. He is from Sierra Leone but he is spending the next year or so here in the states living with Isaac's dad. He is Muslim and I don't think really observes Christmas, but wants to spend the day with Isaac. Isaac really loves him though and talks about him a lot. It will be a little bit awkward to share the holiday with them, but I think it will be really nice for Isaac to have all of his family together for the holiday. (Sorry mom if you are reading this before I had a chance to tell you-- I've tried to reach you all weekend!)
As far as Christmas stuff, I feel like I'm a day late and a dollar short on Christmas this year. I'm not done my shopping yet, which is unprecedented for me. I've still got to pick up my parents' presents and get a few more things for Isaac. I didn't get my Christmas card together in time to do a photocard. I did make quite a few holiday cards though, so they are together at least. Most of them are even mailed. I have a few more addresses to get together for cards, I need to organize gifts for my coworkers, and for Isaac's teacher and daycare workers.
I picked up a copy of The Poisenwood Bible with a gift card I got for my birthdat. Hopefully once I'm done school I'll have a chance to read it before the new semester starts. I'm taking two classes in the spring unfortuneatly because of the way some things worked out. I will be taking a math methods class and a class for teaching ELL students. So at least they are interesting classes. I'm nervous about doubling the amount of time I have to spend away from home on campus as well as increasing my grad school workload. Fortunately the bulk of my IEPs and other work stuff should be over, so hopefully it will balance out in the end. We'll see.
I had a nice weekend. I went on a blind date Friday. I wasn't 100% sold, but he was a very nice guy and I will probably see him again. I'll leave it at that for now. My mom and I did some Christmas shopping on Saturday and then I hung out with my girlfriends Saturday night. I had about an hour drive home and I ended up talking to old college boyfriend for the whole time to pass the time. It was a nice conversation and the whole day just made me feel so happy and grateful at all of the good friends I have in my life now. I remember after Isaac was born and genuinely feeling like I had no friends at all. I'm so glad to have such great people around to support me.
Sunday I picked up Isaac and then went to visit this adorable doggy:
a miniature daschund Giselle that my brother just adopted. She is SO SWEET and adorable. She absolutely melted my dog hating heart. I wanted to smuggle her out in my purse.
Work has been CRAZY lately. The forecast has a chance of snow later in the week and NOTHING would make me happier than a 2 hour delay. =P
I finally got in with my advisor at Albright and it has sent me into a big panic. I have quite a bit of work in front of me and the matter of the student teaching requirement from the state still has not been settled. I also have to take another Praxis exam. It's quite overwhelming and it's hard to not be discouraged.
I know I am so late to the party, but I just discovered the Biggest Loser (watch instantly on Netflix will be the death of me). I kind of love it, although I may or may not have watched two episodes tonight while eating a pint of Ben and Jerry's frozen yogurt.
I ran a mile and biked five tonight. Not bad. I could have run more but my allergies are causing my lungs to close up and I wasn't in the mood for wheezing and keeling over. Tomorrow is Zumba, so the week is off to a decent start as far as excercise is concerned. And I tend to eat a million times better on days that I bother to work out. Hopefully I can stick with it for a while, because I have a whole closet full of summer shorts and capris that are too small, which is just depressing.
I got a great Groupon a few weeks ago 20 bucks for 45 dollars worth of stuff from the Body Shop. Since I am obsessed with The Body Shop, I couldn't pass it up. I bought two lip butters, a lip balm, a body butter and two shower gels and I am in love with the shower gels. One is grapefruit which is one of my favorite scents for shower gels. It just smells fresh and citrusy and yummy. The other is almond which just smells nutty and delicious.
Speaking of depressing, I'm helping plan a bridal shower for a girl who goes to my church. Her name is also Lisa and I keep getting e-mails that are intended for her about aspects of the shower. I'm in charge of the invitations. I picked up a cute wedding type stamp at AC Moore tonight. I should be able to whip up something cute... I hope... or it will be horrible and I will end up spending even more money on store bought invites. We'll see.
Another E-harmony winner. This was on a new match's profile under the section "Other information you might want to know about me": I'm not on here for the right partner, but to choose someone and make her right. Uh... make her right? Not too sure how that works. I promptly hit the archive button on that one.
Well that's all for now. Counting down the days until June 15th!!
We have had such a hot few days and it has been unbearable at work. Our school is very old and is not air conditioned. The temperatures in our classrooms have been in the upper 90s for the past two days. At least I can wear a light cotton sundress. I feel bad for the men in my school who have to wear pants and polos. Ick.
It's not fair to be so hot before I have even had a chance to get over my allergies. I have been a snotty, sneezing, itchy, drowsy, wheezing, asthmatic mess for the past week or so. And I look scary to boot.
I'm currently reading The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. I tried to read it once before and couldn't get into it, but the second time around I like it a little better. It is just a compilation of letters from the various characters and it took a while to get used to that format and keep all of the characters straight in my head. I would say I'm about 2/3 of the way through it and enjoying it.
I can now say I've made an official (if half hearted) attempt to get a summer job. I filled out a few applications, but nothing looks to promising, aside from writing IEPs which isn't very many hours. I really need the money though, so I should probably hustle a little harder. I did get Isaac enrolled in swim lessons and a few sports camps which gets me a few checks in the "good mommy" column. Lately, I've felt like the mommy that other better moms point and laugh at.
My sister and brother in law are on their way to Alaska for the next year or so. I need to figure out a way to afford to visit them before they move.
I ended up meeting up with the TrueDeeva herself over the weekend. It has (sadly) been a few years since we have hung out. I had a babysitter and my plans ended up never materializing so I texted her on a whim. It was fun and I will be heading out to her place for a BBQ in a few weeks.
I got an e-mail from another e-harmony guy, who seems like a real winner. In response to my question "describe the worst date you've ever been on" he related a story about how the girl's face looked skinny in the picture she sent, but when he met her, her body was fat. Then, one of his open ended questions he sent me was "What is your opinion on society today?".... Say what?? I responded that I wasn't sure how to answer such a broad question and his response was "Well, that's why I asked you, because you're a broad."......... So in short I've met another arrogant jerk, this one who seems to have the political views of the Unabomber. Thanks, e-harmony.
Anyways, that's all I have for right now. I'll try to post some Memorial Day pictures as soon as I can gank them from my mom and dad's camera. Have a great week!
Recieved this back today from someone on e-harmony. Not really sure what to make of it. Can you make heads or tails of it???
What do you most like to do on a day off? what i like to do n day oe thing like always when start me day or do after work day is going on a long walk. walking right by the steam that goes into little happy listioning to the water being lost in my own throughts. watching the brids as they fly trying to see each new on in a day. head out to movie or stay in for moive not. like send time with my family reading up a new page in my book and smiple just enjoy life and all that i can be thank full for
Are you doing what you love? If not, what would you rather be doing? while i love feeling of a hard days work. do what i can making better then when i started. to come home feel little tried yet not letting that stop me. just good smile on my face know i will head on a walk and all my pain will go away. as i can honestly say this frist time in long time that happy and feel good where i work a. as it also plays apart in doing what i love to do that is to draw
Describe the worst date you've ever been on. while worst date ever been on was on three way date with two sister me and my girl. reason why so bad older sister who was ride with lost the keys to car. as having hear he making out with guy talking about how she puts on a frist date so dam sick to know. call me and my girl her varigen babbies cant say things about them; suck outside in cold wait for my farther to come over to give us other keys so we can get the car home. as what made me so upset that day i had big dinner and all this other stuff planed for me and my girl that day this i can to chancel everything. just for the fact to make girl happy at the time to do this three way date thing neve doing that again
I can always e-harmony to provide me with endless amounts of entertainment.
Welcome to the world's most awkward profile picture ever. Look at how weird her hand is on his arm.... I don't know if you can read the caption but it says "Can't wait to go see my mother again soon". Just no.... on a million different levels....
And the profile content for this week's "matches" didn't disappoint either:
The most important thing I am looking for in a person is: Kindness? Sweetness? Show-Stopping Beauty? I kid! Sweetness isn't really necessary...
Some additional information I want you to know: I don't have any extra toes, fingers, or nipples...
The most influential person in my life has been: My best friend Tom, his wife actually thinks were having an affair! Seriously?! Keep that to yourself!!!
Some additional information I want you to know: I am a very caring, compassionate man, despite the stereotypes my profession may portray [he sells used cars]. I am very excited about meeting the woman who can not only be the Laurel to my Hardy, but also the Michele to my Barack .
And a few good typos:
Favorite Band: Linking Park
A Book I Read Recently and Enjoyed: The Great Gaspy (seriously, that one made me giggle for like 6 straight minutes) Oh boy...
So I'm e-mailing back and forth with a new e-harmony guy. He seems nice enough, although he tends to go for long periods of time (5-7 days) before he replies to my e-mails, which I find rather irritating. I suggested since we both have gmail sometime we could use the chat feature on there. He responded that he likes the chat feature on facebook better and gave me his screen name there.
Which, eh, no.
I'm just going to ignore that one.
I think I would much rather give him my phone number friend him on facebook. As a matter of fact, besides my home address, (which he could probably find on his own with a few minutes of internet sleuthing) I can't think of anything more personal to let him see. I know I am rather addicted to facebook, probably more so than the average person. Giving him access to that would mean access of my pictures. Ones that I added and ones that others have tagged....
Including this little gem my aunt recent tagged of me:
***shudder***
Also providing total access to pictures of Isaac, my friend's comments, events, groups, my updates, my tweets, a link to this blog.... yeah I don't think so.
It's a free communication month, so I hopped by over to the site...
like a month to a flame.
So here's some more lovely people e-harmony thinks I am terribly compatible with.... enjoy.
Last book I read and enjoyed: 'Twilight', It was very intriging how a man and a woman so different love one another so much. It was their differences that made them love each other so much.
Maybe I'm too picky... but I don't want to date any guy who read/enjoyed Twilight. Good grief. That being said, at least he filled in the question. I despise when someone says "I hate reading" or "Not so into books". At least say something lame like "Training manual for my work" or "I only have time to read stuff for school". Saying you hate reading is an instant rejection. It automatically gives the impression that you are a couch potato and unintelligent.
Ridiculous spelling mistakes are also grounds for immediate deletion. Sure, we all make occasional errors or typos but words like "sense", "friends" "Jesus" and "Philadelphia"(!!!!!!) should be spelled correctly.
Also axed a guy who had on flannel shirts in all of his pictures. Probably petty, but yikes.
Which, let's talk about pictures. Don't put pictures of yourself with your arm around some girl who has been awkwardly cut out of the picture. Get a friend to snap a decent picture of you. Come on.
And for heaven's sake, do NOT put a picture of yourself next to a guy dressed as Pikachu.
And this guy... I don't even know where to begin.... You pay a significant amount of money to have an active online profile on the site, and you choose to make the old Washington Monument penis joke for your profile picture? Good luck finding your soulmate, jackass.
(Although, at least the last book he claims to have read was 1984... small redemption)
Free communication week goes on until Valentine's Day and I have over 300 matches to slog through, so there is plenty more where these came from...
I had this one on my wanting-to-read list since I saw a review of it in People Magazine and so I was excited when my mom gave me a copy for Christmas. It was refreshing to read an account of being a single Mormon girl in a big east coast city trying to navigate the minefields of dating, and LDS culture. Sure there are some books like that out there but this is the most true to life I've read to date. I guess because it hasn't been white washed and sanitized by Deseret Books. The picture she paints is accurate. I will totally vouch for that.
Here are a few excerpts from the beginning of the book:
Cue: this place. And by this place, I mean a lame dance held in a church gym..... Let's not forget tonight's DJ Brother Mo, who's wearing a polyester suit and tie with no trace of irony. He occupies the stage at the far end of the gym. To his left there's a long plastic table for refreshments: lemonade and cookies, as if we're a little league soccer team.
....If it weren't already painfully obvious, these events are organized to facilitate marriage. How else would we Manhattan Mormons meet, marry and then make more Mormons? (Take that, Sally and your seashells at the seashore). No one acknowledges this, though; that's another unspoken rule of the Mormon dance. We're all just here to "have fun". The effect is pretty horrifying. It's like watching a bunch of assembly line workers at a factory pretending they're there because they love screwing nuts on bolts. I want to should "Can't we just acknowledge that we are here eventually to screw a nut on a bolt?" But no one would get the joke, and the ones who do would be terribly offended.
However, this book may not be for everyone. I could see that more conservative members would be offended by certain parts (or even rallying for the author to be ex'd). She's very open about her faith, her doubts, and her sexuality. I was a little turned off by how much of the books focused on the importance of being physically attractive. And sometimes her naitivy (spelling?) was just annoying (she doesn't know porn is available on the internet? Come on, you only hear about porn at every single General Conference).
Overall, I give this book two thumbs up and would recommend it to my Mormon and non-Mormon single gal friends alike.
So I finally ventured out of my house today and checked the mail for the first time since Thursday. (EDITED to clarify I have ventured out of my house since Thursday. But I haven't checked the mail).
And found a key in my mailbox.
Which means..............
I have a package.
A cute little package.
Shipped priority.
From Maryland.
And when I opened it, look what I saw:
(Sorry if it is huge. I have resized like 4 times in photobucket but it still comes up humungo in blogger)
It was filled with Flake Bars a yummy candy bar I fell in love with when I was in London. They are really hard to find in the USA. Remember summer dating guy? ("I'm not ready for a relationship with anyone, oh wait, now I'm dating an undergrad" -- that guy). A specialty grocery store by his house has a spot for them in the international aisle but more often than not they are out of stock. He would look for me when he would go grocery shopping and if they happened to be in stock he has picked them up for me before.
Well anyways, he sent me a whole pile of them for Christmas. Not from the specialty grocery store. But from a website.
I was so thrilled.
That's a whole lot of Flake bars. A whole lot of crumbly, flaky chocolatey goodness.
"I am passionate about life! I appreciate everything i have been given! Sometimes you take for granite the things you have!"
That one made me laugh out loud.
"I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work so I called him at home and then he e-mailed me to my Blackberry and so I texted to his cell and then he e-mailed me to my home account and the whole thing just got out of control... Now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It's exhausting."
-- Mary He's Just Not That Into You
Saturday, December 11, 2010
My favorite Christmas song. Enjoy!
I'm blogging, because I'm procrastinating doing other boring things that need done. Like vacuuming. And cat boxes. And mopping.
I went to the gym today though, and sometimes when I work out in the morning, I feel like that gives me a free pass to be a lazy ass the rest of the day. I was not feeling the workout, but I made myself go over, because, I mean, it's a wide open Saturday and Isaac is at his dad's. How I can I possibly NOT go? As always, convincing myself to go is pretty much the whole battle because once I get there I feel great and when I leave I wonder why I don't make myself go more often.
So anyways, I'm on the treadmill and I'm running and in the zone with Pitbull blasting through my ipod and I was actually covering a decent amount of ground considering I haven't been working out regularly since August when this guy from the gym approaches me. I pop out one of my earbuds, thinking that maybe the treadmill is making, like a horrible noise that I am unaware and he is coming over to tell me.
But noooooo, he's coming over to try to pitch his personal training session to me. That is one thing I hate about this gym. They are so aggressive in pushing their training packages on you. But I've never been approached mid-run with headphones in and I was livid and lit into the guy about how I come to work out in peace and not be harassed. It was ridiculous. I get mildly annoyed when they approach me on the way in or out of class, but it is to be expected. But don't come over to me and interrupt my workout. Too much.
Anyways...
Last night was payday Friday and i did a little shopping and then PDH came over and we watched a movie (I know, I know, I know). It was a mediocre time at best. I keep forgetting that we had very little in common when we were dating, and now we have even less in common. We really don't have very much to say to each other beyond idle chit chat which is just dumb and pointless. We wanted to go to the movies, but nothing playing looked interesting. So then we decided to rent a video. We rented Date Night (which was cute!). He was texting back and forth with a girl "friend" the whole time which he wouldn't share any details about, but he did say it was someone he loaned all of his Big Bang Theory DVD's to, which is what he did when we first started dating. Not that I was jealous. Honestly. I don't want to get back with him. It just further emphasized what a stupid idea it is to keep hanging around with him and how we are both moved on and uninvested in each other and made me so annoyed with myself that I have this fear of being alone in my house all weekend to the point that I am sitting there next to someone who is texting someone else all night. It's ridiculous.
My DVD player died part way through the movie (it's been on it's last legs for about a year now but it finally gave up the ghost), so we had to finish the movie on the computer balancing my laptop awkwardly between us. After the movie was over he ended up getting kind of sick and then the last straw was as he was leaving he purposely kicked my cat. I pretty much slammed the door behind him. I think I put too much pressure on myself to have big plans on the weekends Isaac is away, and as a result I end up in situations like that. I wish I could be more comfortable being alone. In about three months or so when I begin to think back fondly on our good times together, someone please redirect me to this blog post.
Speaking of old habits that die hard, Isaac's dad just texted me but I did NOT give him the satisfaction of engaging. We always have the same old fight over him taking Isaac back to Africa (where he is from). It's a moot point really because he has no money or actual plans to go back to Africa anytime soon but it is something we feel very strongly about. I resisted the urge to tell him the only time Isaac will be going to Africa before the age of fifteen will be if I am cold and dead in my grave and simply said "If you wish to discuss this please call me". He won't. He hates talking on the phone, especially when he knows I am mad. But come on, I refuse to have an argument serious conversation over text. Get real.
Let's see. What else? Oh, Monday I took a sick day and finally had good old tooth 31 extracted. The one that has been causing me so much pain since the summertime. I woke up, got Isaac off to school, sat down and ate breakfast and then put my bowl in the sink before I remembered: I wasn't supposed to eat or drink anything in preparation for the anesthesia. Which is just so classic me, isn't it? I freaked out, because I had taken the day off of work, and mom had driven in from the Lanc to be my driver, etc. We went over and they gave me the choice of doing it awake or coming back later in the day. I chose to come back later in the day. I was grateful I could still have the procedure done that day and with no troubles. They gave me a script for Vicodin but I didn't even have to take any OTC drugs. I was in no pain at all. I wish I hadn't put it off for so long. Anyways, I'm glad that's pretty much done. I hope it's okay to leave a big gaping hole there for a while, because I am pretty much tapped out in the "unexpected medical expense" column of my budget.
I was reading Cosmo in bed this morning and there was this whole article about how I am already more than halfway through my peak biological time for having babies. Cosmo, I hate you: I count on you for fluffy mindless drivel and now I can't stop thinking about how by the time I will probably have another kid my eggs will be all old and shriveled up and useless. Thanks a lot.
Christmas cards and gifts are starting to trickle in, which I love! I mailed a big pile of our cards and I will be addressing the rest before the weekend is out. My own shopping is pretty well underway, but I haven't done any wrapping yet.
Anyways, I guess I should log off and go do something. Enjoy your weekend!
He has been eating a ton of salad and spinning and running like crazy. He's looks great.
Seriously. I want to eat it.
a miniature daschund Giselle that my brother just adopted. She is SO SWEET and adorable. She absolutely melted my dog hating heart. I wanted to smuggle her out in my purse.
The other is almond which just smells nutty and delicious. 
