Mr. Mr

Mr. O = is out!
Mr. M = is in!
Mr. B = is just to irresistable to pass up.


ummm what to do what to do?

when it rain it ours.

So guess what. I went on a date. A really date. with a guy. yup. tell you more later.

blog

"If I could master a stick shift, could a successful relationship be that far behind?"

There has to be a reason why some things are difficult and easy.

We choose to take the easy way most of the time.Why? Beacuse we are so spoiled in life. If a relationship was a car most of us would choose to drive an automatic because it's easier?

We would say things such as "Who drives stick shift anymore?" Besides bus,truck drivers and heavy machine operators why would you? 

No need to learn the basics when you get a pass to move up to AutoMatic. It's how most of us act in a relationship after awhile. Our gears which to AutoMatic. No more extra pretty or handsome, no being nice all week, or i'll get that doors for you sweetie, no more i insist you can have the last piece of toast dear.... etc. 

AutoMatic aka daily routine. bhla  Maybe it's this mentally that's breaks relationships. 

No foundation, no learning the basics, no up keeping. 

Haaaa you say.   It's hard to keep the sparks going. It's hard to keep it fresh. It's hard to drive a stick shift! The hell with it! 

Some people would rather walk.  Not me, i like going for a drive.

So, if I could master a stick shift, could a successful relationship be far behind?

wednesday night out

it's wednesday. my sister wanted to meet some friends for drink. personally i wanted to organize my closet. sad but true.

finally i said o.k let's go. 

i got dressed up in my new black top with pretty sparkle stuff on it. my dark jeans, my matching black "i'm going out bag". I even set my hair in curls just to give me that extra " I'm out hair".

then nothing.

We get there. it's mostly women. The only men there were with women. I saw a group of people partying hard. Then i realized it's a friend who just broke a big case and celebrating.

I am all for hanging out with the girls but you see the "girls" are all married. I'm single and most of the time i sit there and listen to friends talk about problems in the marriage, some lite husband bashing, updates on the kids etc.

All wonderful topics for a mid week 2 hour luncheon but with my new sparkle blouse and dangerously high heeled shoes, it's a bummer not to have had available men around. 

All my single friends are gay men.

All my girlfriends are all married. 

That makes me officially the last single girl.

outta my head

i am starting something today. I am going to blog everything out in the open. wish me luck. i'm usually the biggest chicken but i gotta get it out of my head.