well, there's not much to say, so this blog will be pretty short. I was supposed to meet someone for drinks tonight. I had a feeling he would cancel when I busted him with his excuses before the meet up...let me demonstrate:
him: i'm free on friday, do you want to meet up a little after 6?
me: i can leave any time around 4:30pm, so that's fine
him: cool, i can't stay out too late because i have a meeting
me: awwww man, you haven't met me and already you're bailing on me!
him: well, everyone has to have a back up plan just in case
me: gee thanks, i sure feel special!
him: lol...no, i really do have a meeting. but you have to have a back up just in case. it's like having a girlfriend call you to make sure it's safe
me: gotcha...can't believe you actually said that though...
him: no, let's meet up at 6pm. i really have to go to a conference for work on saturday, but it will be fun
me (duh, obviously, i AM fun): ok cool
i texted and called him, but nada. i'm sure he'll be online later and will have a really great excuse...he strikes me as that type :)
more than being ditched, i missed my Zumba class AND i HATE wasting a good outfit!
while typically my reaction is to say his loss and still go out (which i almost did), i have a meeting with teens tomorrow and i don't think smelling/looking like the day after is agood thing.
so instead i'm at home blogging and watching Ace of Cakes and catching up on my George Lopez show :)
until the next time, keep reading and keep spreading the word!
-z-
Friday, January 22, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Why don't you write about the good dates?!
Well, this question has come up several times, so I figured I'd leave you an answer. There are a few reasons...
Please pray for all those in the world! Peace and love to all the readers out there!
I'm meeting someone for drinks on Friday, so wish me luck! Until then...
- There are so few of the good dates that it gets hard to remember the last time I had one :)
Seriously, that's not me being over dramatic... - If I go on a good date, but don't feel a connection, I tend to become friends with that person. Out of respect for that person's privacy and our relationship as friends, I usually just let it go.
- The truth is, the bad experiences give me such a bigger laugh that I have to share those. I mean, who wants to read "he was really nice, we decided to become friends." Isn't that how most of your friends came to be? A nice person that you decided you wanted to befriend?
Please pray for all those in the world! Peace and love to all the readers out there!
I'm meeting someone for drinks on Friday, so wish me luck! Until then...
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Now that I finished my rants...
Sorry for the rants in the previous blog, but I just had to put it out there. Now that those singleton rants are out of the way, I can move on...hahahaha
It’s January, the month of “New You” articles (Why didn't my friends tell me there was something wrong with the old me?!). January media loves to tell us how to lose weight, stick to our New Year’s Resolutions, get organized, and make more time; but the one thing that always gives me a good laugh are the increasing articles giving single people out there Tips to finding “The One”
In fact, I just read an article that gave “the Top 10 strategies for finding a guy in 2010.” Thank you writer, because I was wondering why 2009 didn’t work out for me.
Here I am, approaching 30 and *gasp* still single (although I was recently told that I should start to worry after 30, so I have about 7 more months...hahahaha).
No, this isn’t a rant about why I can’t find a guy. I meet all sorts of people all of the time (obviously). My question is, why are we so obsessed with relationships? Seriously...whether it's getting a man, keeping a man, or making your man happier than ever, every magazine out there has some sort of "Dating Advice" What’s wrong with being single?
While I would love to meet someone special, the truth is, I'd rather be single than settle for anyone. Unlike my teen years and early 20s, I really don’t mind being single most days. I know I speak heresy down south, but I’m educated, make my own salary, and have some amazing friends (both male and female), so why settle for someone for the sake of being in a relationship?
Granted, once we graduate high school it becomes increasingly difficult to meet people with similar interests that are appealing to you, but, if you’re putting yourself out there in any way and are open to experiences and people who enter your life, then you’re doing as much as you can.
Single people don’t have endless amounts of free time, but we also don’t have tons of juicy dating information to share with our non-single friends. Sorry to disappoint, but our lives are just as boring as all of those "in relationships."
I don't understand why pop culture and modern media consistently pressures single people o become “less single” rather than becoming “more complete.” How about printing articles about making a difference, loving the person you are, and helping to inspire each other to change the world?
In my opinion, you should be looking for someone who compliments you, not completes you. No relationship will ever be successful if you are looking for someone to complete you. Only you can complete you.
*side note: Hats off to all you brave people out there. To all readers, no matter what your relationship status is, you're brave because every day you get up and put yourself out there in this crazy world*
It’s January, the month of “New You” articles (Why didn't my friends tell me there was something wrong with the old me?!). January media loves to tell us how to lose weight, stick to our New Year’s Resolutions, get organized, and make more time; but the one thing that always gives me a good laugh are the increasing articles giving single people out there Tips to finding “The One”
In fact, I just read an article that gave “the Top 10 strategies for finding a guy in 2010.” Thank you writer, because I was wondering why 2009 didn’t work out for me.
Here I am, approaching 30 and *gasp* still single (although I was recently told that I should start to worry after 30, so I have about 7 more months...hahahaha).
No, this isn’t a rant about why I can’t find a guy. I meet all sorts of people all of the time (obviously). My question is, why are we so obsessed with relationships? Seriously...whether it's getting a man, keeping a man, or making your man happier than ever, every magazine out there has some sort of "Dating Advice" What’s wrong with being single?
While I would love to meet someone special, the truth is, I'd rather be single than settle for anyone. Unlike my teen years and early 20s, I really don’t mind being single most days. I know I speak heresy down south, but I’m educated, make my own salary, and have some amazing friends (both male and female), so why settle for someone for the sake of being in a relationship?
Granted, once we graduate high school it becomes increasingly difficult to meet people with similar interests that are appealing to you, but, if you’re putting yourself out there in any way and are open to experiences and people who enter your life, then you’re doing as much as you can.
Single people don’t have endless amounts of free time, but we also don’t have tons of juicy dating information to share with our non-single friends. Sorry to disappoint, but our lives are just as boring as all of those "in relationships."
I don't understand why pop culture and modern media consistently pressures single people o become “less single” rather than becoming “more complete.” How about printing articles about making a difference, loving the person you are, and helping to inspire each other to change the world?
In my opinion, you should be looking for someone who compliments you, not completes you. No relationship will ever be successful if you are looking for someone to complete you. Only you can complete you.
*side note: Hats off to all you brave people out there. To all readers, no matter what your relationship status is, you're brave because every day you get up and put yourself out there in this crazy world*
single girl rants
This is TOTALLY me ranting out some of my frustrations, please feel free to disregard and move on or add you own rants...
1. Catholic Young Adults is not a singles group. I hate going to really ANY Young Adult night only to find out that it’s a bunch of single women and two single guys hoping to find someone. I just want to go to a gathering where I’m with people my own age.
Hey, I am ALL about trying new things and putting yourself out there, but try to avoid going to something with the intention of meeting the one. Be open minded and always look your best, but choose to enjoy the experience rather than finding the most attractive person
2. The stupid statistics are all a bunch of crap! I don’t care if waiting until I’m older for marriage will make my marriage stronger. I don’t care that your site has had a __% success rate, and I really could care less that this product or look is going to make me more attractive and more likely to lure someone of the opposite gender.
Your statistics are crap when it comes to those who got married young and are still married, are crap when there are 60-somethings who have been married multiple times, are crap when these bottled pheromones are attracting mosquitoes instead of men, and are total crap when I’ve been on plenty of sites without meeting “the one”
3. Being out with a group of friends, especially on New Years, does not guarantee that I’m going to feel “less single.” Not being single makes you feel less single.
In the mean time, screw it…just go out and have fun doing what ever makes you happy!
1. Catholic Young Adults is not a singles group. I hate going to really ANY Young Adult night only to find out that it’s a bunch of single women and two single guys hoping to find someone. I just want to go to a gathering where I’m with people my own age.
Hey, I am ALL about trying new things and putting yourself out there, but try to avoid going to something with the intention of meeting the one. Be open minded and always look your best, but choose to enjoy the experience rather than finding the most attractive person
2. The stupid statistics are all a bunch of crap! I don’t care if waiting until I’m older for marriage will make my marriage stronger. I don’t care that your site has had a __% success rate, and I really could care less that this product or look is going to make me more attractive and more likely to lure someone of the opposite gender.
Your statistics are crap when it comes to those who got married young and are still married, are crap when there are 60-somethings who have been married multiple times, are crap when these bottled pheromones are attracting mosquitoes instead of men, and are total crap when I’ve been on plenty of sites without meeting “the one”
3. Being out with a group of friends, especially on New Years, does not guarantee that I’m going to feel “less single.” Not being single makes you feel less single.
In the mean time, screw it…just go out and have fun doing what ever makes you happy!
Monday, January 11, 2010
I don't think I ever left high school...
So, I was out with some friends over the weekend and once again began to wonder, Do we ever really leave our high school selves behind? It doesn't matter how much you do, where you go in life, or how together people think you have it...inside, I'm still an insecure teenager.
Why do I do this to myself? I don't know. What I do know is that, while I had a blast on Saturday (there's nothing like a group of teachers who decide to let loose!), I still thought my outfit wasn't "cool enough," I got shot down by a cute tattooed guy, think of your high school badass, when all I was doing was asking about his tattoos *side note: sorry dude, we don't all want you*, and probably came across as the biggest dork to this very attractive 24 year old who thought I was 22 (thanks for your number?!). But as I looked around, I realized I wasn't alone.
All around there were people still trying to fit in, some by acting silly, some by surrounding themselves with those who matter, and others using good ol' alcohol as a confidence booster. Sure, we think that we have it all figured out and that we don't care what other people think...until one person does something that knocks us off our confident adult pedestals right back to our high school selves.
Granted life experiences cause our perspectives to change, we have more responsibilities, we pay bills, and curfew is out the window, although you'd be hard pressed to see us begging to stay up all night. At the same time there's still a piece of us trying to get a seat at the cool table.
Generally speaking, we are still insecure with our appearance, we're still working on cool points, and we still manage to get tongue tied when the "hot guy/girl" approach us (even if it is just to ask for the empty chair at your table).
Kudos to those of you who are reading this thinking, "what the hell is she ranting about?!" In the mean time, this Speech Team Captain/Band Geek is off to see what else life has in store because. While I am still a big dork, unlike in High School, I don't let my dorkiness stop me from joining the party.
Thanks for reading, until the next time...
Why do I do this to myself? I don't know. What I do know is that, while I had a blast on Saturday (there's nothing like a group of teachers who decide to let loose!), I still thought my outfit wasn't "cool enough," I got shot down by a cute tattooed guy, think of your high school badass, when all I was doing was asking about his tattoos *side note: sorry dude, we don't all want you*, and probably came across as the biggest dork to this very attractive 24 year old who thought I was 22 (thanks for your number?!). But as I looked around, I realized I wasn't alone.
All around there were people still trying to fit in, some by acting silly, some by surrounding themselves with those who matter, and others using good ol' alcohol as a confidence booster. Sure, we think that we have it all figured out and that we don't care what other people think...until one person does something that knocks us off our confident adult pedestals right back to our high school selves.
Granted life experiences cause our perspectives to change, we have more responsibilities, we pay bills, and curfew is out the window, although you'd be hard pressed to see us begging to stay up all night. At the same time there's still a piece of us trying to get a seat at the cool table.
Generally speaking, we are still insecure with our appearance, we're still working on cool points, and we still manage to get tongue tied when the "hot guy/girl" approach us (even if it is just to ask for the empty chair at your table).
Kudos to those of you who are reading this thinking, "what the hell is she ranting about?!" In the mean time, this Speech Team Captain/Band Geek is off to see what else life has in store because. While I am still a big dork, unlike in High School, I don't let my dorkiness stop me from joining the party.
Thanks for reading, until the next time...
Am I Really THAT Bad?
A quick update for those of you who are a little curious and have asked the question...
So, the Alabama boy has disappeared off the face of the earth. Is it a taste of my own medicine? Cosmic Karma for ignoring other people? Who knows...
I have sent an e-mail, made another phone call, and nothing. Since Alabama won, we know that either he's not a completely terrible person or that Karma wasn't quite in play on this one :)
In all honesty, this goes so far beyond a girl being bitter. It's not about "I was stood up" and more like, "I really hope he's ok." I know it sounds silly, but I've never experienced someone making plans and totally disappearing off the face of the earth.
Oh well, I'll say a prayer that everything is ok. In the mean time, stay tuned for more adventures to come!
So, the Alabama boy has disappeared off the face of the earth. Is it a taste of my own medicine? Cosmic Karma for ignoring other people? Who knows...
I have sent an e-mail, made another phone call, and nothing. Since Alabama won, we know that either he's not a completely terrible person or that Karma wasn't quite in play on this one :)
In all honesty, this goes so far beyond a girl being bitter. It's not about "I was stood up" and more like, "I really hope he's ok." I know it sounds silly, but I've never experienced someone making plans and totally disappearing off the face of the earth.
Oh well, I'll say a prayer that everything is ok. In the mean time, stay tuned for more adventures to come!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
The Eyes of Texas are Upon You...
So, here's what I don't understand, too much interest means you're desperate, not enough mean you're not interested. guys, what's the balance?!
Ok, let me start at the begining. I was supposed to meet up with Alabama boy on Monday. He called that he was going to have to postpone to Tuesday because he had been helping a friend all day and he was still working on what ever man-building project they were doing. Ok, cool...I met up with a friend for coffee instead.
I started heading home when I noticed I missed a call from Alabama and decided to call him back. As we were chatting, we realized we were in the same neighborhood, and decided to go ahead and meet up for a quick drink and watch the Fiesta Bowl (hello, why waste a cute outfit?!).
First of all, he was VERY good looking (maybe that's why I'm bothered by this...hahahaha). Things were going well, but he was clearly tired (as in you could see it in his eyes, not in his disinterest). About 20 minutes into our "hang out" or pre-date he asked if I still wanted to do dinner on Tuesday. Why not? Things were going well, I liked his vibe, and we already made plans, so we might as well stick to them.
It started getting late, he said he was worried about me driving so far and said, why don't we end tonight and meet up earlier tomorrow. I agreed. He put my coat on me, held the door open, walked me to my car. I'm thinking, now this is a man who's mama raised him right. A true Southern Gentleman.
We said our goodbyes, and then he called me because he said he wanted to stay on the phone with me to make sure I got home ok. How sweet is that?! I get home, we say our good nights, and the conversation ends with him saying, "Ok sweetheart, have a good night and I'll call you tomorrow."
I'm sure you're thinking, what's the big deal? Things sound great to this point. My sentiments exactly! Not the case. Tuesday came, went, and I never heard from him! Before you jump to conclusions, I know he was busy (he had a few job interviews), so I called him around 5:30pm, no answer, so I left a message.
I worked on a couple of other things and an hour later I didn't hear from him. I called him again. Maybe I screwed that one up, but I did leave a message that was pretty easy going, "Hey, hadn't heard from you and just wanted to touch base before I headed back to Galveston. Let me know if you want to meet up or what's going on. Guess it's your turn to call me. Bye"
Wednesday came and went...still nothing. The guy has become MIA. Seriously...don't know where the H-E-double hockey sticks he went! The worry wart in me is like, is he even okay?! Maybe he wasn't interested, but here's what I don't understand:
1. Why sent up a date on the first date if you didn't want to go out with that person again? Here's the thing about a date. If you don't like the person, don't make a committment! Say, "We'll have to hang out again some time." Locking in a specific date or making set plans means you plan to hang out again.
2. Why bother calling me for almost an hour AFTER parting ways. Again, easy out is to not speak with me at all. Leave it as "I had fun, I'll talk to you soon" and that's that.
3. Why not answer the phone? He didn't even hit the "Ignore" button. At least if I had been Ignored I could say wow, he really didn't like me. I mean, if he was having second thoughts, he should have called me back, say, "I got caught up at work," "had an interview," "flew off to another planet," whatever and then follow up with a vague "we'll have to reschedule some time." (I should keep my mouth shut because now you know all of my excuses! hahahaha...
Now, why the title of this Blog? While everyone knows that I love the Longhorns, I'm asking you to help root for the Longhorns. No, this isn't about Texas Pride.
Apparently he has a bet for Steak Dinners with about 13 different guys. He's the Alabama boy who was talking smack about Texas and everyone else is rooting for the Longhorns. I think in regard to Karma, balance in the Universe, and the fact that "God don't like ugly," it would be quite fitting that, since he stood me up, he could be stuck with buying steak dinners for 13 different guys.
Granted, I do hope everything is ok and nothing major happened to him. He really seems like a good guy. In the mean time, Texas Better Kick some Alabama Butt!!! Just saying...
Ok, let me start at the begining. I was supposed to meet up with Alabama boy on Monday. He called that he was going to have to postpone to Tuesday because he had been helping a friend all day and he was still working on what ever man-building project they were doing. Ok, cool...I met up with a friend for coffee instead.
I started heading home when I noticed I missed a call from Alabama and decided to call him back. As we were chatting, we realized we were in the same neighborhood, and decided to go ahead and meet up for a quick drink and watch the Fiesta Bowl (hello, why waste a cute outfit?!).
First of all, he was VERY good looking (maybe that's why I'm bothered by this...hahahaha). Things were going well, but he was clearly tired (as in you could see it in his eyes, not in his disinterest). About 20 minutes into our "hang out" or pre-date he asked if I still wanted to do dinner on Tuesday. Why not? Things were going well, I liked his vibe, and we already made plans, so we might as well stick to them.
It started getting late, he said he was worried about me driving so far and said, why don't we end tonight and meet up earlier tomorrow. I agreed. He put my coat on me, held the door open, walked me to my car. I'm thinking, now this is a man who's mama raised him right. A true Southern Gentleman.
We said our goodbyes, and then he called me because he said he wanted to stay on the phone with me to make sure I got home ok. How sweet is that?! I get home, we say our good nights, and the conversation ends with him saying, "Ok sweetheart, have a good night and I'll call you tomorrow."
I'm sure you're thinking, what's the big deal? Things sound great to this point. My sentiments exactly! Not the case. Tuesday came, went, and I never heard from him! Before you jump to conclusions, I know he was busy (he had a few job interviews), so I called him around 5:30pm, no answer, so I left a message.
I worked on a couple of other things and an hour later I didn't hear from him. I called him again. Maybe I screwed that one up, but I did leave a message that was pretty easy going, "Hey, hadn't heard from you and just wanted to touch base before I headed back to Galveston. Let me know if you want to meet up or what's going on. Guess it's your turn to call me. Bye"
Wednesday came and went...still nothing. The guy has become MIA. Seriously...don't know where the H-E-double hockey sticks he went! The worry wart in me is like, is he even okay?! Maybe he wasn't interested, but here's what I don't understand:
1. Why sent up a date on the first date if you didn't want to go out with that person again? Here's the thing about a date. If you don't like the person, don't make a committment! Say, "We'll have to hang out again some time." Locking in a specific date or making set plans means you plan to hang out again.
2. Why bother calling me for almost an hour AFTER parting ways. Again, easy out is to not speak with me at all. Leave it as "I had fun, I'll talk to you soon" and that's that.
3. Why not answer the phone? He didn't even hit the "Ignore" button. At least if I had been Ignored I could say wow, he really didn't like me. I mean, if he was having second thoughts, he should have called me back, say, "I got caught up at work," "had an interview," "flew off to another planet," whatever and then follow up with a vague "we'll have to reschedule some time." (I should keep my mouth shut because now you know all of my excuses! hahahaha...
Now, why the title of this Blog? While everyone knows that I love the Longhorns, I'm asking you to help root for the Longhorns. No, this isn't about Texas Pride.
Apparently he has a bet for Steak Dinners with about 13 different guys. He's the Alabama boy who was talking smack about Texas and everyone else is rooting for the Longhorns. I think in regard to Karma, balance in the Universe, and the fact that "God don't like ugly," it would be quite fitting that, since he stood me up, he could be stuck with buying steak dinners for 13 different guys.
Granted, I do hope everything is ok and nothing major happened to him. He really seems like a good guy. In the mean time, Texas Better Kick some Alabama Butt!!! Just saying...
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