Thursday, May 8, 2008

lazy blogger

It's a damn shame how I've been neglecting this blog. My last post was about a date I went on. One might think I've been wrapped up in a great new relationship that has stolen my attention away from the blog. NOT!
I am doing the online dating thing. But nothing serious has developed. I'm actually okay that I'm just dating casually. I'm having too much fun to be tied down to a relationship. For the first time I feel like I have choices in the dating game. I want to have fun and keep my options open. My social life has been pretty busy lately. I'm meeting new friends and going out more than I ever have. I could not be more pleased. I had been such a homebody & couch potato for most of my life, I finally feel like I'm coming out of my shell. So I may not have much time to blog about life, I'll be out enjoying it instead. Cheers!

Friday, March 28, 2008

Dating advice

I have been on a dating hiatus for over a year. Heeding a friend's advice, I ventured onto After a slow start, I finally have a first date on Sunday afternoon. Obviously, I'm a bit rusty. Does anyone have any advice, words of wisdom, words of encouragement, words of warning? Anyone....anyone? Bueller...Bueller?

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

I love, I like, I hate

This idea comes from the fabulous Thinking Out Loud blog

Keep the chain going on your blog.

I love, I like, I hate

I love my mom. She's my absolute favorite person.
I love music - so many different kinds.
I love apple pie, apple cake, apple strudel, apple turnovers, apple ice cream....
I love babies, puppies, all things cute & cuddly.
I love learning. I need to be mindful of that and get back in school.

I like playing card and board games with friends & family.
I like asking questions.
I like being caring & thoughtful.
I like people being caring & thoughtful to me in return.
I like singing, despite the small fact that can't.

I hate rudeness.
I hate cheaters.
I hate feeling stuck in a rut.
I hate mice & rats.
I hate being misunderstood.


Tuesday, March 4, 2008


I have a Myspace friend named Ryan. We never actually met, but we have mutual friends. He's even virtually hit on me a few times. Ryan is a a white guy. He posted a very hateful, ignorant Internet chain message about Barack Obama. It was full of lies about how Obama is an evil Muslim out to destroy America. It even dared quote the Bible to validate the hateful tirade. For the record, I quickly posted a rebuttal to the ignorant post.

I was disgusted by the message, yet thankful at the same time. I'm thankful Ryan showed me his true xenophobic and prejudiced nature. I wish I could shine a bright light on all the undercover bigots and watch them scurry around like roaches. I like bigotry out in the open so I know where I stand and when it's time for me to go to battle.

Have you ever had someone forget who you were and show their bigoted ass in your presence? Were you grateful for the experience afterward?

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Valentines Day: The Takeover

It's that time again: Valentine's Day. It's tough being single on Valentine's Day. The world seems to be all happy and coupled up. There are obnoxiously ginormous balloons and flower bouquets everywhere but at your doorstep or office cubicle. That's tough. It's similar to the feeling when you are the last picked for the pick-up volleyball game in gym class, except 1000 times worse. It feels like you are the last picked in life. Ouch! There's an overwhelming sense of dread many people feel around this day.

Hallmark's version of Valentine's Day is an unattainable illusion for most people. It's a stressful day for lots of people in relationships, not just the singles. Men have all this pressure to buy the right gift and to make the right romantic gesture. Women have to pretend to like that awful gift her dunderheaded guy just gave her. "Oooh, uncomfortable lingerie that's too sizes too small and implies that you expect sexual favors. Just what I wanted!"

According to a recent story on CNN, 40 million Americans have what experts call a sexless marriage (having sex less than 10 times a year). DAMN! The next time you are depressed about being single, be grateful that you aren't in a sexless marriage. Just think 40 million married people would probably love to trade places with you. Single and a little lonely beats married, miserable and sexually frustrated!

I will embrace Valentine's Day, but only on my terms. I took the day off work. I'm going to spend the day as I please and top it off with a yummy red velvet cupcake. My Valentine's Day will be a day that I show myself how much I care about me instead of wishing I had someone else to show me a good time. Sometimes when you want something done right, you have to do it yourself!

I hope you can reclaim Valentine's Day as a time to lavish love on the most important person in your life - YOU!

Happy Valentine's Day!

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Who's your crush?

Growing up in the 80's & early 90's, I had crushes on the usual heart-throbs of the day. I used to "heart" Cocktail- era Tom Cruise, and 21 Jump Street-era Johnny Depp. I slept under a giant poster of a shirtless Jordan Knight of New Kids on the Block fame.

During the college years I had an inexplicable attraction to Ricky Martin. Gee that one Grammy performance really did change America! It certainly changed my dating preferences. I've been a sucker for Latin lovahs ever since.

For the past few years I've had a rather obscure crush. He's no traditional movie or tv heart-throb. He's not a Latin lover. Although he is a TV star, few people have bothered to look at him.

It's Seth MacFarlane. He's the creator and voice actor behind Family Guy. I IMDB'd the show to check out who was doing the voices. I was slack-jawed when I saw his picture.

He is just so adorable in an approachable real guy kind of way.
Of course he's surrounded by Hollywood fembots now, so approachable real guy is probably dead now.

But a girl can dream. And I certainly do.
Please leave a comment about your crush- obscure or otherwise.

Monday, February 4, 2008

My take on the big game

I'm a football fan. I look forward to the NFL season evey year. The Super Bowl is always a bit bitter sweet. It's the big game but it's also the end of the season. No more football. ~sniffle, sniffle~ Luckily the preseason starts earlier and earlier every year.
Anywho here's a few of my thoughts on the spectacle that was SuperBowl XLII.

1. Did anyone notice that the pregrame was an hour longer than the actual game? That's just the official pregame. I'm not even counting the specials that were aired before the pregame. At least all that build up and hype did lead to one of the best games ever.

2. Why is Ryan Seacrest omnipresent? It's bad enough he's on American Idol umpteen times a week. He's on E network. He's the New Year's Eve guy now. He's on the radio. Why in the name of all that is good and sacred is he at my Super Bowl? Can't I have one precious thing that is safe from his vile clutches? I can't stand that hideously smug grin on his face. I just want to slap it off.

3. Girl crush alert 1#
Alicia Keys was killin her pre-game performance. It was awesome. She used to be stuck behind that piano, but now she's out front with dancers too. She's upped her showmanship. She was looking pretty damn fierce. Gentlemen, you had to appreciate the girl's classy but very snug ensemble. She was very sexy without even showing skin (Hear that Star-tittie Janet!)

4. The Declaration of Independence portion of the pregame. (I really want to cuss Fox the eff out for this BS. But I'm tying to keep the blog clean.) WTF! Fox can we stop the GD right wing propaganda machine for one GD day so we can just watch some GD football for eff sakes! Now I have to add to my political causes the separation of football and state.

5. Girl crush alert #2
I want to be Pam Oliver. I want to be that fine and still be able to hold my own with the serious football talk. She's so cool I googled her so I could find out more about her. That's what led to the bombshell of the night. Do you know that Pam Oliver is 47 freaking years old! Daaaaamn. What virgin blood is she drinking to keep her so young and fabulous? I know black don't crack, but either Pam is using some supernatural forces or she has that serious Oprah make up. Anybody have HD? Does Pam look all tore up in HD? Is she really human after all?

6. What a game! I wanted the Patriots to win. I just like the team. I like Tom Brady. I wanted Junior Seau to finally win one. No, they didn't go 19-0. But they were still a great team. They are great in the clutch. I dare you to to tell me that after that final Giants TD you didn't think the Pats would somehow come back to to tie it up. They've done it time after time. But it wasn't meant to be. The Giants were so hungry, so fearless. They had nothing to lose and they played like it. The Patriots had everything to lose and you could tell they felt the pressure. What a game! What a season!