So my friend called me today because her man asked for a “break.”  Just some time to gather his thoughts and feelings.  The cynic in me said- Oh Please.  Men!  Really, I think its so stupid!  She is convinced that the break will be what he needs and maybe it is.  I really hope for her that this is what he needs to come to miss her and come to his senses, but deep down, but I can’t help thinking that if she was the  one it wouldn’t be so difficult for him to just commit.

I understand now that we are older, we are all coming with baggage- kids, divorces, break-ups, betrayals- not even to go into our mommy and daddy issues, but I also believe there is a time to realize we are grown-ups.  We are not in high school playing the stupid who can date the head cheerleader game anymore.  Let’s face it, the captain of the football team is probably pumping gas somewhere or passed out in his recliner with his beer belly hanging  out of his wife beater.

Okay, I think I got off point there . . . the point is when we find ourselves in this situation, really caring for and loving someone that just can’t seem to commit back to us what is the answer?  I feel as if its pain at this point that she is putting on herself by allowing to be treated this way, but she feels as if misery with the hope is better than not having him.  Is it better to hang on to hope or just save ourselves the trouble?  I’ve just seen that we are all different to different people, and I have seen men that were horrible suddenly become the stand up guy because they met “the one” and suddenly all of those things that seemed like such a pain before weren’t because they now wanted to do those things. . .

In the end I use this analogy:

I am southwest airlines.

Please feel free to bring something to read, but I don’t want your old issues.

Only 1 carry-on bag allowed.  All other baggage must be checked.

Oh, and if your joining the crew- there is definitely a non-compete clause.

Single in sin city. . . the only way to fly!

I think of myself as a pretty reasonable person. I try to see the entire picture before I make decision on things. I try to reach out to people and reason with them when I feel we are not the same page and see if we can agree or figure things out……but I have come to conclusion…I just do not understand men, nor do I think I ever will….Now please don’t take this as man bashing I really am trying not to so HELP ME HELP YOU or understand this world of theirs that they think they only belong too….Is it that serious that you have to play with ppl emotions…where are the true ppl at???

I try to be a loving person in relationships and support them when needed but when my needs are not being met, well then after several attempts to reason with this THING we call MAN….and try to show them how I care….they just walk away….because it becomes too difficult to STAY in their mind and work things out, its easier to run..or may be its the GRASS is Greener on the other side syndrome….but if you are not watering and feeding the grass you are standing on…if it DIES and Shrivels up…then OF COURSE the grass is greener on the other side..but eventually it will die too because you will NOT water and feed that grass either…………so if we are always in search of the next best thing, how do you know if you are ever to get your just reward…well stick around for it…if you are always missing out, then may be you need to stop and smell the flowers in the grass you have already started to plant and feed and water IT may surprise you and GROW…..but if those flowers are dying all the time along with the grass…may be you just need to take a look at yourself and see what you are doing wrong……….sorry for all the metaphors but may be we just need a better way of looking at things….

So I have to ask myself…what am I doing wrong? Am I just attracting the SAME Man just different face…..And then what is up with when you have someone and YOU THINK the grass is greener on the other side you keep trying to sneak back over to my yard again? If you didn’t treat me right the first time…then why the h@ll am I going to think you will the next time? Now may be I am not being understanding who knows….but I tried…and got tired of being pushed away….It’s UP to YOU to be the MAN you say you are and stop calling and hanging up on me when I answer because you are having second thoughts…if you really care then FIGHT for what you want if you don’t STOP wasting my time……………lets grow up people…I am all about being fair but its time for you to BE fair to me!!!!

The light is yellow no longer green………….so be cautious on your approach because it may turn red and bringyou to a halting stop before you know it…which  means TIME IS Running out………..

Or like MJ song “MAN IN THE MIRROR”
Here’s quote or food for thought….

“BE THE CHANGE THAT YOU SEEK”

By,
Reflection in the Mirror

So I had another great girl’s weekend which really culminates in me throwing in the towel on this dating bit.  I don’t even want to think about dating for awhile and my adventures, well, they are a lot more hilarious lately anyway.  . .

So I went out Saturday night and I was a bit late (as always) so when I arrived I found my friends sitting at a table with this guy.  I figured we must know each other so I asked him if we had met before, but it turns out it was some guy R. rounded up and was buying her drinks.  Her- not me!  Anyway he stands up to shake my hand and I kid you not, comes up to my chin.  I know I may have to get over this height things but my CHIN!  I started laughing, because seriously, I might not have noticed if he hadn’t been polite and stood up to shake my hand.  Then my friends and I, sans shorty, decided to go get dinner where we noticed the complete absence of any man over the hieght of 5′10″.  It was midgets on parade at the Hard Rock Hotel.  They should have sold tickets.

Then we decided to hit Minus 5, just because we had never been there.  For those of you that don’t live in Vegas, it’s basically a club/bar in a walk in freezer where everything is made of ice- couches, walls, bars, tables, and even your drink glasses.  Before you go in, they make you put on these parkas and I had opened toed shoes, so I had to put on these snow boots.  Me and my friend were complaining to the girl at the freezer door- I mean seriously, how are you suppose to look cute and flirt when everyone is in the same parka and mittens?  What is this- the great equializer?  I thought that’s what the alcohol was for. . . anyway, after our first drink, our noses were freezing and it was pretty dead in there so we took our next drink to go.   Of course, R. asked if she could keep the glass which cracked me up as it was made of ice! 

So we decided to head to Eye Candy to finish our cocktail before heading home.  This is where we bumped into the craziest, zaniest, group of London-ites, right off the plane.  R got a complimentary lap dance and some snuggles.  I got hit on by a very fine, but very young man- although I have to say his abs were mighty nice!  It turns out his birthday is 1 day before mine.  Well, 1 day before and 10 years after- which we all had a good laugh about.  When I pointedly told him I wasn’t going to sleep with him in any way, shape or form, he left the table and went to firt with some girls sitting behind us.  I have to say it made me feel good that this young hottie was off sulking (I even heard a, “but I want M!”) even if all he wanted was an American shag for the evening.  Let’s face it- he hooked up with someone that night- and I went home and snuggled with my pillows- I think we both went to bed happy. . .

Sunday was a dim sum lunch and Confessions of a Shopaholic with some great girlfriends!  Now, that leading man- that’s my type of Britain!

“Till next time!  Party this weekend and my best girl from TX is coming in a couple of weeks!  Woohoo!  Now there will be some adventures worth blogging about!

Still single, still picky, and still having a blast in sin city!

So after dating a guy I met off-line for about a month, I decided to get right down to it?  How come he hadn’t made a move yet?  We’d seen eachother four times since meeting off line and while he’d give these really long passionate hugs, he never tried to sneak a kiss or cop a feel.  Was he gay?  I decided to Facebook him and get straight to the point.  “We’ve been going out for a little bit now and you haven’t even tried to kiss me.  What’s up!?”

He jokingly said that he was gay, but I know better because I saw a picture of him and his ex-girlfriend making out on the beach (Probably something he should have taken off his Facebook before attempting to date).  Anyway, he asked if friends with benefits was okay with me.  W/o thinking I said sure, because ever girl needs a little loving, but honestly; should I have been insulted or flattered?

I think that no matter what, I’d take it as an insult.  There is a guy and he’s saying; “You’re attractive enough to want to sleep with, but I don’t want you all to myself!”  Now, I’m am in no way, shape or form against getting in where I fit in, but I don’t w

Thoughts ladies?

So living a Single Life in Vegas and trying to meet new people is it possible? Lately all I have ran into are the men who want just Booty Call and they are in their 30’s….it is so scary out there to see men who are scared to commit. What is up with that? I have also met the man who say’s he wants a relationship but yet he disappears for 5 days or never calls but yet doesn’t want you seeing anyone else. I have tried the dating scene here off and on and I am in my late 30’s and it just amazes me the games people still play….so I decided I needed to step out of my box and meet someone who I would not typcially date….I like Tall dark and handsome…they are my weakness…but I decided to meet this guy who was only 5′7″ so he says from the internet, which I will not name the site….don’t want people trying to find me lol…so we met at the Peppermill for drinks and appetizers….I am only 5′ 3″ but I had boots on which made me tower over this guy by at least 2″ inces….and he reeked of cologne…..he kept trying to touch me and grabbed my hand and my hand reeked of his cologne forever it seemed which made me very nausesous by the end of the evening…he ordered hot wings and I don’t even want to remember how he ate them….he talked with food in his mouth which made his speech impairment even worse…so I first was only going to have one drink but I knew if I was going to get through this date I better have another one…I tried to be as nice as I could and try to show body language this wasn’t going to happen but the man kept trying to touch me and cuddle me….first off when you first meet someone off the internet should you come on this stronge? I don’t think so, I found myself telling this man I don’t like people in my space when I first meet them of course as nice I could…so then I had to tell him some stalker stories which unfortunately were true to try not to hurt his feelings and get him to stop touching me…again as nice as  I could but I had to get a little direct…especially when he tried to touch my face and hair….OMG…I thought I was going to lose it right there on the spot…needless to say I didn’t eat much I was trying to hold down what I had consumed and not hurt his feeling too bad…..now if this man had paid any attention to my profile…and my friends already on there…he should have seen he needed to present himself in a classier manner sorry not trying to be shallow but I tried…..he had a belly and a slur…..at first I thought it was his accent but as he talked I realized it was not his Puerto Rican accent…..but again I decided I was not meeting the right guys that I typically am attracted to so I tried again to step out of my norm…and now I feel I am like the ground hog..I stepped out and saw my shadow and I am going back in…now I just have to figure out how to get rid of him…he is a nice guy just not my type…so I think I am giving up for awhile and going back in, it looks like at least 6 more weeks of winter for me….Internet Nightmare….Is it possible to find a Man who has it all in Vegas…I just don’t know anymore…

 

By a Typcial 30 something single in sincity…..

So I actually just had a really great night.  Me and some girlfriends went out to the movies to see He’s Just Not That Into You, then went out to a cute little wine bar where we shared some laughs over a glass.  So first, I suppose the movie review. . .

It was really a cute movie, made all the better sitting in a row with your girlfriends.  You know, because you hit each other when you recognize something, etc.  D- that is so you and M.  M, that is soooooo you and C.  OMG he is so and so. . .   This is definitely a watch again on video flick.  Probably on some hungover Saturday or Sunday when you’ve just had a really horrible date!

So a few observations.  One, I thought the point that all of the stories us women tell each other we have to remember we tell the story of the one friend or one friend of a friend, because that is the exception, not the rule.  And what am I?  I am the rule!  I have so many rules!  I can only give so much if they give so much, I NEVER call, unless I am calling back, yada, yada. . . but I want to be the exception. Except the girl in the movie that ends up being the exception, I seriously wanted to slap throughout most of the movie and wondered what kind of friends she had that let her behave that way. . . so I guess I better just realize I am the rule. . . maybe someday I will meet someone that I will make the exception for  -  OMG I just realized, I couldn’t relate to her, because I relate to the male character!!!  WTF!!  I don’t want to be the exception, I am looking for my exception!  Whoa!  Brain overload.

So afterwards we went out for some wine and some girl talk which was really interesting.  We came up with some great conclusions:

1.  Men and women look at exes differently.  To men they are a “in the pocket”  you know someone fuckable later, but just not commitment material.  This is because men have no memory and don’t remember anything!!!!  Because you see to women, exes are a “not going back there” because we remember everything  every reason we are not together, every dissapointment, every break of trust. . .

2.  Every woman that has “the one” in the past it boils down to good sex.  Not because he was a good person.

3.  Women are worse than men when it comes to sex, talking about sex, sharing details and what we want. . . and its important to us just as much to men.  Men’s hearts may be through their  stomach, but ours is in the orgasm.

4.  We realized that sometimes, we do just need to let it go. . . unfortunately, to women it truley is forgive but don’t forget. . . sometimes, maybe we should just forget. . .

5.  We want the movie where they end up in a bar with their girlfriends bitter and honest.  This happily ever after shit just sometimes makes us feel bad!

Oh! And I almost forgot to mention the damn song that was playing when crazy lady finally became “the exception” the one that makes me think of “the ex!”  Great Keane song though.  Oh well.  At least my night ended, with my girlfriends talking honestly in the bar.  I think those belly laughs were better than the movie!

So after tearing up watching some stupid teenager prime time soap, I came to wonder.  It’s so frustrating when you watch these shows and the couples never hook up- I mean any show- Ross had Rachel, Luke had Laura- the list goes on and on.  And the viewers always knew but they didn’t and you would just watch and watch waiting for them to realize it and when they finally did, you would watch but they inevitably broke up but they always got together in the end.  The end of the series, the end of the movie.  That’s the was it is.  But I guess, the characters never know, so its probably too much to think in our lives we would know.  Or maybe, its that the older we get, we are so cynical, we are waiting for it to go wrong, because we know there are no writers and that big magical happy ending doesn’t end there but its the beginning where more things can go wrong.  How do we know?  I have no idea.  I guess I am waiting for the guy that knows.  Then he can convince me.  Except, yes, I realise that would never, ever work for someone like me!  So how do you know?  Anyone?