1 - 2 - ooohh... he's cute... wait.... 3!
I’ve been trying to find a relationship for a while. But for now, I’m giving up. I’m burned out, and I’m beginning to think that there isn’t anyone out there for me. Lord knows I’ve tried. In fact, I've tried almost everything: blind dates, online dating, speed dating, clubs, the gym, church, what-have-you. I need to take a break and get back to my happy place. Turning into a Bitter Betty won't help anything. So, break on 3.
1 - 2 - ooohh... he's cute... wait.... 3!
When his girlfriend moved across the country, Walter May wanted to lessen the distance between them. So, he wrote a song called "I Hope This Gets to You" and uploaded it to YouTube, hoping that strangers would help her find it.
And it worked.
Unfortunately, May has received death threats from the rest of the men in America for skewing the romance curve. Way to go dude. Now, no one is going to get an A.
Remember that scene in Hitch where the girls do speed dating? It looked cool, so I decided to try it. And it was… interesting.
It broke down like this: I had dates with 16 men at 5 minutes each. At the end of the 5 minutes, a bell would ding and the men would move seats. Everyone had a sheet that they filled out after that said "Let's Chat" or "No Way on God's Green Earth." You circled one, and once the night was over, they sent your matches info to you via email.
There were some guys there who were funny and charming, and some guys were not so funny and charming. For example, there was the 5’1” bald guy with crazy red hair on the sides and no eyebrows. When I mentioned that I went to OBU for undergrad, he told me he went to St. Gregory down the road. Okay, cool. He then proceeded to tell me about all the pranks he pulled on OBU, and I now know who to blame the rise in tuition on. What was even more interesting, was the fact that when I mentioned the Ph.D., he told me that he was working towards one too. But only after he finished his associates, then got his masters, and started his own business. Oh, okay. It was like he was trying to one-up me. Why are guys intimidated by that? It’s just a degree.
Like I said, it was fun. I may have killed a guy with my appetizer, but that’s neither here nor there… right? Right? I mean, it’s not my fault that he had an allergic reaction to my fruit & cheese tray. I still feel really badly about that one.
Did I meet the love of my life? Probably not. But, it was fun, I met a few new girlfriends, and I’ve got a couple funny stories out of it.
And just for laughs, here’s my favorite scene in Hitch.
Alright, so I haven’t updated my blog in a REAAAAALLY long time. My bad. I’ll do better in the future… I swear. Really. Anyway, a lot has happened this past fall. I’ll go back and do some posts about these (because some of this stuff was really awesome), but here are the main points from my fall.
- I went to Tom Stafford’s 80th birthday party. It was an amazing night. I met a TON of Mercury, Gemini and Apollo astronauts. The first man on the moon and the last man on the moon both flirted with me… it pretty much made my life.
- I survived my first semester at OSU. They say the first semester is the hardest, and I would have to agree. It was definitely tough, but I loved it. I’m blessed with an AMAZING boss, and wonderful co-workers. Plus, I am eternally grateful to have Bobbi Kay Lewis in my life. She’s a wonderful research collaborator and friend.
- I love OKC, and am finally starting to get plugged in with people.
- For the first time in a long time, my back and shoulders feel decent. There was a point this fall that I couldn’t turn my neck, but I am actually getting better. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m in love with my chiropractor (Dr. Nordstrom) and massage therapist (Nicole Powers). They rock my world. If you need their contact info, let me know.
- I’m working on a NASA research grant to get urban and rural kids interested in math & science. OG&E is sponsoring $10,000 of the grant... which is absolutely amazing. When they called to let me know, I about flipped out. It was such an unbelievable moment. OG&E rocks.
- Consolidating student loans is the best idea EVER.
- Dad has cancer, but we are going to beat it.
And the most important thing of all? I got closure.
The moment was bittersweet, but I got it, and I can move on. What's more important is I want (and am ready) to move on. After getting your heart trampled on, you're never really sure if you'll ever be ready. But I am. The whole process has made me stronger and has given me a better appreciation for the life God has given me.
Closure: it's a good thing.
“Change is never easy, you fight to hold on, and you fight to let go.”
– The Wonder Years
"Someday, someone is going to come into your life and make you realize why it didn't work with anyone else." ~ unknown
Thank God for that.
Not gonna lie. This jewelry commercial creeps me out.
A guy just said the following to me: "Not trying to be rude, but is it hard to find a partner since you are over educated?"
a) I'm not "over-educated"
b) Get over yourself.
To the random guy at Starbucks, this one's for you:
Imagine this: You're on a second date. The first date was wonderful. You think he might be prince charming... He’s funny, he’s smart, he’s taller than you, he's handsome. But then, out of nowhere, the date goes south. Not only does it crash, it crashes into a million pieces and burns… a lot. When it does, you just want the agony to stop.
Bad dates. We've all been there. I don't know a woman (or man) my age that hasn't been on one. But have you ever been the cause of the bad date? I hadn't... until this weekend. And I am SO utterly embarrassed.
I was out with a guy on a second date and I actually snapped at him. Granted, I didn't mean to get snippy... really. (Personally, I think he kinda deserved it, but that is neither here nor there.) The date was a nice guy, really. But he teased and was sarcastic the majority of the date. I get sarcasm; I do snarky… but not 100% of the time. After a certain point, I can’t take it any more. So I snapped at him. I probably shouldn’t have done it, but I did it anyway. To be honest, it was like I was watching something out of a movie. My inner voice was screaming “NOOOOOOO!” But I couldn't undo it, press the rewind button, or crawl under a rock. Nothing. I just had to apologize and brazen through it.
His response? "Well, that was fun… Other than you yelling at me."
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