He Doesn't eat veggies

Had a date on Saturday night.  Took me to a nice awesome Mexician Restaurant.  Now, I'm not saying I'm the best dater in the world, but the guy doesn't eat veggies....

I maybe reading into it, but not eating veggies, having his mother do his laundry, only buying eggs, bread, cheese and yogart at the grovery store...where's the interesting part of him?

Where does one meet interesting people?

My WHOA moment

Whoa. 

Revalation.  My best friend said to me, "you keep picking the same guys.  Blue colar, so-so smart, boring, not fun at all and short. Your picking the ones who attempt visiualizting a white picket fence.  You don't want that- you want excitment, travel and a multi-colored fence"

Mmmmm...

He's right.  I've been email chatting with a new guy.  Emails are fun and interesting.  I get that, I have to check my mail almost every hour on the hour excitment from it.  But as we've "offically" become Facebook friends, I just don't know.  He's like every other guy I've ever dated but Italian.  Like Italian Stallion.  Opps, I did it again?

Universe, I'm ready to open myself up to dating experiences..... (and thanks for the GORGOUS weather today!)

Come on, you know you sang it too

Oy Vey...

Alright...so I did it.  I knew I could have...but I was nervous.  Too many things going through my head.  So I meet the relator, and he's TOTALLY not what I expected and thank god, I wasn't attracted to him!!!!!!! Ok- the idea of him is nice, but not someone you would instantly be attracted to. 

In looking for a place to live, he tried to show me one place, on the first floor.  First floor scares me a bit and what scared me to death was a posting for the following:

1. NO loud music after 5 pm
2. NO loud noices after 7 pm
3. NO real christmas trees- ONLY artificial
4. PLEASE limit showers to 5-6 mintues

UM WHhhhhhhhhhhhhhat?   I def couldn't live there, I mean seriously, no real christmas trees???? ;)

Mondays...

I got this. I totally got this. I'm heading today to go look at apartments and it's scary. Ok, not scary like "boo" but scary to be alone with someone, having to talk about what I can and can not afford, and trying to decipher where I want to be. The worst part- the guy who is taking me....he sounds cute. So scared. I don't want to have diarrhea mouth- I want to be fabulous. (bang head on desk)

I got this. I soooo got this. I'm trying to think of all the great stuff I have going on...and trying to maintain my sense of awesomeness. I got this...I so got this.

No babies.
Got my period.
I'm awesomely single (and hot)

Need to dance to the beat of my own drum. Who really cares about those girls who I went to high school with that are now married and having their kids...really? And I can't put too much energy thinking about them and their situations, when I have my own great situation...My situation like everyone's changes moment to moment and day to day. Some days are crap, some are fantastic- for everyone. I need to maintain what is truly important in MY life.

I got this.

Fuck you Friday..

Yup, you guessed it- still no period yet...I feel it stirring in my ovaries...and I'm still hungry and it needs to be here so we can get this over with.

Can we talk babies? It seems as though there are way too many people I knew from high school having babies...am I missing the train? the boat? Am I not supposed to have a baby? It's distracting. Then when I really think about it- would I even be ready for a baby? LORD NO. They still gross me out. I'm a mess- I can't even mind the cat at times...how in the world would I ever handle a baby?

OK- maybe it's the idea of a baby and family. The Idea....I don't know. I'm a big mess right now...no baby, no man, no house of my own...one big mess...

Can I stay curled up in a ball today?

TMI Thursday

Dear Period,

You are driving me nuts. I'm famished, I'm full, I'm craving, I'm fat, I'm bloated, I'm cranky, I'm irriated, I'm convinced I'm the Virgin Mary, I'm exhausted and I have no patience...

I feel you tingling ovaries. Let's get this over with so I can back to feeling normal.

Damn you