It can be easy to get down on yourself for the things that you don't have. (In my case that might be lots of money and a boyfriend). But, then I remember this: I am a lucky girl, and I have much to be grateful for. In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I thought I'd share just some of the things that I feel thankful for this year.
1. My parents. For a million and twelve reasons that I could never even begin to list. And, while I'm here--I'm pretty dang grateful for Fatts and Judy too. (Heather and Jeremy, ya herd?)
2. Funny, friendly people. You're just the best.
3.Camp Schodack. If my parents hadn't sent me here seventeen summers ago, (Thanks Lil' Mimi and Craig!) I would never have met and fallen in love with the best friends of my life.
4. My Friends. Having friends in my life who I can be one hundred percent myself with. No inhibitions, uncensored me. Gassy, fun, and moderately repulsive. It's really something else.
5.The Return of Pop-Up Video. You've revolutionized my afternoon programming, and I'll never be the same.
6. DVR. How else could I watch Pop-Up Video, 90210 and the OC each and every day?
7. My job. Sure, I have spent a lot of time in the last couple of months saying how much I miss my old school. But, I'm learning that my new school has a lovely plus side too. And, more importantly, I have a place to come to each day, a well earned paycheck twice a month, and children who are happy to see me each morning.
8.Frosted Flakes--my Saturday and Sunday mornings wouldn't be the same without you.
9. Ketchup--we go way back, and I'm pretty sure I can't remember what food tastes like without you.
10.New York City, god--I love you. You are my home, and the best city I've ever been to.
11.Bar Birthday Parties. You give my weekend nights purpose.
12. Music that makes me want to immediately have naked alone dance parties.
13. Naked alone dance parties
14. LHS c/o 2002. Could convening at our lockers in D-Hall really have been almost ten years ago? It feels like ten minutes ago, and I'll always feel incredibly lucky to have had such a positive high school experience.
15. Sexual experimentation. Well, at the very least no one could ever say that I missed out on my twenties.
16. Gchat. You make my work day much more entertaining.
17. Rhode Island. I could never forget how much I loved this little state from 2002-2006. (Even though you suspended my driver's license). DT, Katiekiwi, 80Sak and the SeaWatch Boys. You'll always be my Rhode Island.
18. Friendship bracelets. You fancy up my wrists real nice.
19. My cell phone. A piece of machinery that I rarely use as a phone. It's hard to remember my life without it, and I never want to again.
20. Elastic waist bands. Could anything be more comfortable, and yet also fashionably acceptable? Leggings, Jeggings--my wardrobe will forever thank you.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
The Little Things
It's funny the way that a 2000's relationship progresses; it's ususally the "bigger" things that happen first; and the seemingly smaller things don't happen until later. For example, in a new relationship of boyfriend and girlfriend, chances are the couple has been "dating" or "hooking up" for months prior to that official title. Twenty-somethings really take their time when getting into an "official" relationship. Where we don't take our time is with sexual progression. And, chances are high that sex probably happened pretty early on between the couple, long before they became "official." And, it's the other stuff--the smaller stuff; like kissing in public, during the day, (soberly). Or holding hands, in public, during the day, (soberly), that probably didn't happen until later. Much later.
It's funny to think about. As a person with different sexual experiences under her belt, I still get nervous about those little things. Like, the moment right before I walk into a bar or a restaurant for a first date, or right before I know I'm going to kiss someone for the first time. I still get nervous. Even when I'm about to kiss someone that I've kissed before. I get nervous. Like, butterflies violently flapping their wings inside of my stomach, kind of nervous. In a way, I hope these feelings don't change. I'm not sure that I ever want to get to a point where I feel immune to this stuff. And, even though I've come a long, long way from hand holding...it's still amazing that sometimes it really is those little things that make all the difference.
It's funny to think about. As a person with different sexual experiences under her belt, I still get nervous about those little things. Like, the moment right before I walk into a bar or a restaurant for a first date, or right before I know I'm going to kiss someone for the first time. I still get nervous. Even when I'm about to kiss someone that I've kissed before. I get nervous. Like, butterflies violently flapping their wings inside of my stomach, kind of nervous. In a way, I hope these feelings don't change. I'm not sure that I ever want to get to a point where I feel immune to this stuff. And, even though I've come a long, long way from hand holding...it's still amazing that sometimes it really is those little things that make all the difference.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
When Do You Tell?
This blog post is dedicated to ABBS. I love you.
A couple of years ago, I was at a bar with one of my female friends, a wingwoman if you will. My wingwoman for the evening was an excellent one. She had just one drawback. She was not single. Her being in a relationship does not stop her from being a good wingwoman, except for one thing. Any two-some of guys that approached us would eventually lose interest in talking to us because she had a boyfriend. I'm not saying, I wasn't enough to hold someone's attention. (Thank you, very much). But, the two guys came as a package deal, and as far as they were concerned, onto the next duo where both girls were actually single.
Learning from her mistake, (of saying she had a boyfriend in the first thirty seconds of a conversation), she decided to keep that information to herself a while longer. Shortly after a duo of boys approached us. I found someone that I kinda liked. We were starting to really hit it off. And, what happened next is a tale for another time. But, what about my friend and guy # 2? Well, I'm sure he thought that they were hitting it off too, until an hour into the conversation when she revealed that she had a boyfriend. Poor guy. He never had a chance, and he never saw it coming. And all he got was a bar tab of drinks for a girl who already had a boyfriend.
And, so. My question is this: In a social situation, (be it, a bar or a party), when you are talking to someone for more than just a quick conversation, when do you tell them that you're in a relationship? When this occurs too soon into the conversation, you sound presumptuous and arrogant. But, if this occurs too late into the conversation, there is nothing more frustrating. There simply has to be a happy medium. But, what is it?
I am writing form the perspective of a single person (as per usual). And, I'm not knocking the coupled off person either, it's tough for them too. Don't they have a right to talk to other human beings? And, I'm sure their first instinct is not to say "I have a (girl/boy)friend/fiance/wife/husband"
1. Nothing ends a conversation quicker.
2. Like I said earlier: Reveal this too quickly, and I think we're all likely to think: Relax asshole. I'm not trying to get into your pants.
On the flipside, if you buy me drinks, and talk to me for too long, knowing you're in a relationship? Well, then I want to murder you a little.
Recently, a friend of mine spent two hours of her evening talking to a guy that she had met that night at a bar. They were talking, laughing, and just generally having a good time. Then the unthinkable happened. The guy dropped the girlfriend bomb. TWO HOURS INTO THE CONVERSATION. That is too late, pal! When a girl meets a boy at a bar that she likes, she thinks: Omg, I just met my future husband!!
I'm just kidding. Girls don't actually think that. But, we do get excited to be talking to a handsome stranger.
Should people in relationships have conversations with single people at bars or parties? Yes, of course. But, should there be a cut-off time before hopes are raised and crushed? Yes, I think there should be. But, what is that cut off time? I don't know. Do you?
A couple of years ago, I was at a bar with one of my female friends, a wingwoman if you will. My wingwoman for the evening was an excellent one. She had just one drawback. She was not single. Her being in a relationship does not stop her from being a good wingwoman, except for one thing. Any two-some of guys that approached us would eventually lose interest in talking to us because she had a boyfriend. I'm not saying, I wasn't enough to hold someone's attention. (Thank you, very much). But, the two guys came as a package deal, and as far as they were concerned, onto the next duo where both girls were actually single.
Learning from her mistake, (of saying she had a boyfriend in the first thirty seconds of a conversation), she decided to keep that information to herself a while longer. Shortly after a duo of boys approached us. I found someone that I kinda liked. We were starting to really hit it off. And, what happened next is a tale for another time. But, what about my friend and guy # 2? Well, I'm sure he thought that they were hitting it off too, until an hour into the conversation when she revealed that she had a boyfriend. Poor guy. He never had a chance, and he never saw it coming. And all he got was a bar tab of drinks for a girl who already had a boyfriend.
And, so. My question is this: In a social situation, (be it, a bar or a party), when you are talking to someone for more than just a quick conversation, when do you tell them that you're in a relationship? When this occurs too soon into the conversation, you sound presumptuous and arrogant. But, if this occurs too late into the conversation, there is nothing more frustrating. There simply has to be a happy medium. But, what is it?
I am writing form the perspective of a single person (as per usual). And, I'm not knocking the coupled off person either, it's tough for them too. Don't they have a right to talk to other human beings? And, I'm sure their first instinct is not to say "I have a (girl/boy)friend/fiance/wife/husband"
1. Nothing ends a conversation quicker.
2. Like I said earlier: Reveal this too quickly, and I think we're all likely to think: Relax asshole. I'm not trying to get into your pants.
On the flipside, if you buy me drinks, and talk to me for too long, knowing you're in a relationship? Well, then I want to murder you a little.
Recently, a friend of mine spent two hours of her evening talking to a guy that she had met that night at a bar. They were talking, laughing, and just generally having a good time. Then the unthinkable happened. The guy dropped the girlfriend bomb. TWO HOURS INTO THE CONVERSATION. That is too late, pal! When a girl meets a boy at a bar that she likes, she thinks: Omg, I just met my future husband!!
I'm just kidding. Girls don't actually think that. But, we do get excited to be talking to a handsome stranger.
Should people in relationships have conversations with single people at bars or parties? Yes, of course. But, should there be a cut-off time before hopes are raised and crushed? Yes, I think there should be. But, what is that cut off time? I don't know. Do you?
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