I’m exhausted. I’m pms-ing, it’s hot out and I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep in a few days. I notice as I get older, this PMS stuff more impacts my sleep and this does not make me happy. It makes me cranky. In addition, this last Tuesday I had my first migraine, with auras and all. Fun fun.
Meanwhile, none of this is getting me down, I’m still living large in the single world:)
Last week I attended a charity event with a girlfriend of mine. I find it most interesting to be at these events, (or really any time people are out and about being social and drinking and maybe looking to pick someone up) watching how people behave. My friend Kristi is a gifted social butterfly and knows a lot of people through a lot of people. We were talked to longer than I would have liked by a local ‘celebrity’. He smelled like booze, he had little to no charm and I think men should know, if you are looking to land a chick (pardon my dudeism), you should at least show some interest in her and stop talking about yourself so much. Oh, and maybe make sure you are single. To be clear, I would not have been the chick he landed that night had any of those things been considered, just offering a tip to the men. Men should ask women about women and what to do if they are in a bind, just as women should refer to men when they find themselves needing an opinion on a situation or next step. Trust me ladies, I love you, but we know squat about men. Turn to a man to learn about a man, Men: turn to the women in your life to help learn about what we want. That is, if we don’t tell you first. I digress.
To add to the fun of the boozy-smelling dude, there was a woman there who was showing pictures of her highschool crush that she had recently seen or talked to, I can’t remember, these details seemed insignificant at the time. Those pictures were ones he had taken of himself in the buff. Beefy arm muscle shots, nude ass shots, all in a bathroom mirror of course. (Guys, most REAL women looking for a REAL relationship aren’t attracted to your weird bathroom pictures). I just wanted to say: Honey, you realize if he’s sending these to you, he is likely sending them to other women? And unless you are only in it for some sort of physical satisfaction and can totally handle that, that this guy seems like a total waste of your time?
Updates in my dating life include second dates with two of my suitors. One, with the youngin (well, 30) and it seems as though that has naturally died on its own, which makes me happy because now I don’t have to end it. Second suitor, still a contender, Kent*. Short version, I think I like him. We are set to go out again, so we will see how it all progresses. I will spare you my inner most fears that vary anywhere from physical chemistry and potential physical satisfaction, functionality, etc. to the fact that he lives south. SOUTH! HAHAHA (all my peeps know that the whole world revolves around UCity) ;-0
On a random note, can you believe John Stamos is 50!?!? WTF?! AND he is still sexy. So ridiculous.
On a yoga note: I went to my first offical Ashtanga practice this week. HOLY BUCKETS!!! That S$*% is HARD!!! I want to add it to my yoga repertoire on a weekly or bi-weekly basis, I felt wrung out after, in a good way. I taught a lot of yoga this week and I loved it all. OH! And this weekend i am happy to be part of a local event to raise awareness for ovarian cancer at Forest Park. I’ve been reciting the sun sal in my head before bed every night:)
Until next time, y’all