This year I will turn 29. I feel like this is monumental. 29 is a huge year! and its not just because its the last year in my 20's, but I just feel like its something that needs to be a big deal.
So I decided to make a list, 29 things to do in my 29th year! Its a list of goals and things that will kinda push me and force me to make this year exciting!
Without further ado, here is my list!
1. Kiss 29 boys (my mom does not like this item, she insists it should be 29 dates, so I might amend it but I haven't decided yet)
2. Send 29 Thank you notes
3. Spend 29 Minutes with each girl each month
4. Visit 29 Different Places
5. Do 29 random acts of kindness
6. Try 29 different Hairdo's
7. No Chocolate for 29 Days
8. Meet 29 new people
9. Read 29 Books
10. Try 29 New things
11. Take 29 Pictures with the girls
12. Write 29 Blog posts
13. Make 29 New recipes
14. Finish 29 crafty projects
15. Stay off facebook for 29 days
16. Lose 29 Pounds
17. Learn to say "I love you" in 29 Languages
18. Bet on 29 in Roulette
19. Do 29 activities as a Family
20. Get rid of 29 things in my closet
21. Find 29 things I love about myself
22. Exercise for 29 minutes, 29 days in a row
23. Run 29 Miles
24. Eat 29 new foods
25. Watch 29 never seen before movies
26. Stay awake for 29 hours straight
27. Visit 29 new resturants
Yes I realize there are only 27 things on my list, I need to think of the other things. I am going to use this blog to track what I do, so I figured I should use the list as a starting point.
So far I have read four books, I think I don't keep track so well.
Met one new person -a girl names Lacie that was at my new Zumba class (check trying one new thing and the start to exercising 29 days in a row off the list)
I made one new recipe (burrito bake for dinner, yum)
tried one new food (pickled okra)
and as soon as I hit publish on this post, there will be one post of 29.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
You mean you care what I say?
I went on a date last week. It was a blind double date. Actually not really but sort of. My friend met this guy, H, when we were out dancing one night. She introduced me to him and his friend, J, but that was all. She started Dating H and we decided to go on a double date. He brought along his roommate J but I don't think either of them remember meeting me, so it was kind a a blind date on my part but not for my friend.
Any way.
J and H are young, I call them babies because really they are just, well, babies. Only 22. Six years younger than me and my friend K. Oh well.
So we went to their apartment for dinner. Let me just say, I have never been more impressed by a group of young men. J and H live in an apartment with 3 other young men. Their apartment was clean, the dinner was good and they were very gentlemanly. They pulled out chairs, they let us get our food first, they cleared out plates. Even the other roommates that were not officially on a "date".
In fact my date was a little involved with a zombie video game, which no big deal, I actually would have been happy to sit and watch but one of the other roommates took it upon himself to visit. Ask questions and respond like he was really interested.
After dinner, and the zombies were all killed, the four of us, sans extra roommates, headed to a haunted house. I love haunted houses. I love to be scared and then laugh at myself, however I prefer not to do this along. I knew K and H would stick together so I told J, in no uncertain terms, he was not to leave me alone.
I know J has no interest in me, I have no interest in him really, he was a nice kid and we could be friends, but that all. But that kid offered me his arm and did not let go the whole time. He made sure I was okay the first couple times I was scared (until he realized I was laughing) and even slowed down and wait until I grabbed his arm again before he moved on.
I was so impressed. Not just with J and H, but with all of the roommates
This will go to show just how pathetic my dating life is. That date was the best a guy has ever treated me.
It made me realize, all those random guys that I meet online and only want to talk about sex and my breast size, they are so not worth it.
I can expect a guy treat me with respect and open my door, because someone should be willing to do that for me.
That Worthy young man my grandma keeps telling me she's praying for?
He might just exist
Any way.
J and H are young, I call them babies because really they are just, well, babies. Only 22. Six years younger than me and my friend K. Oh well.
So we went to their apartment for dinner. Let me just say, I have never been more impressed by a group of young men. J and H live in an apartment with 3 other young men. Their apartment was clean, the dinner was good and they were very gentlemanly. They pulled out chairs, they let us get our food first, they cleared out plates. Even the other roommates that were not officially on a "date".
In fact my date was a little involved with a zombie video game, which no big deal, I actually would have been happy to sit and watch but one of the other roommates took it upon himself to visit. Ask questions and respond like he was really interested.
After dinner, and the zombies were all killed, the four of us, sans extra roommates, headed to a haunted house. I love haunted houses. I love to be scared and then laugh at myself, however I prefer not to do this along. I knew K and H would stick together so I told J, in no uncertain terms, he was not to leave me alone.
I know J has no interest in me, I have no interest in him really, he was a nice kid and we could be friends, but that all. But that kid offered me his arm and did not let go the whole time. He made sure I was okay the first couple times I was scared (until he realized I was laughing) and even slowed down and wait until I grabbed his arm again before he moved on.
I was so impressed. Not just with J and H, but with all of the roommates
This will go to show just how pathetic my dating life is. That date was the best a guy has ever treated me.
It made me realize, all those random guys that I meet online and only want to talk about sex and my breast size, they are so not worth it.
I can expect a guy treat me with respect and open my door, because someone should be willing to do that for me.
That Worthy young man my grandma keeps telling me she's praying for?
He might just exist
Monday, October 24, 2011
Really?
I work with several guys, most of them are married. This morning I overheard a conversation and it really surprised me.
This gist of it is, S has a friend who recently got married. I'm not sure if it was this friend that had been married before or if his new wife had, either way, the new wife wanted the friend to change his last name, take her name not her take his. The new wife wanted to keep her maiden name.
So this is a little odd, but not unheard of, what surprises me is the conversation by my co-workers that follows.
T laughed, thought it was ridiculous. The friend would have to change everything! Insurance, drivers license, bank accounts etc. Poor guy
S Agreed,
T then asked what would happen if she kicked him to the curb. Would he keep the last name? would he have to change it all back? What a hassle
The S said with those demands its not a matter of if, but when new wife would kick the friend to the curb.
Um Sexist much Boys????
Both of their wives have changed their last name.
How is this any different than a man asking a woman to change hers? Really? When a woman gets married she is expected to change her name, and if she doesn't its a big deal. But for the man to change his name? "what a hassle" and "poor guy"
I honestly like these guys I work with. I admire them in a lot of ways, but unfortunately for them, and they will never know it, that little conversation knocked them down a peg or two.
I just can't believe something that is common and expected for a women is seen as a "hassle" and "pain" for a man!
This gist of it is, S has a friend who recently got married. I'm not sure if it was this friend that had been married before or if his new wife had, either way, the new wife wanted the friend to change his last name, take her name not her take his. The new wife wanted to keep her maiden name.
So this is a little odd, but not unheard of, what surprises me is the conversation by my co-workers that follows.
T laughed, thought it was ridiculous. The friend would have to change everything! Insurance, drivers license, bank accounts etc. Poor guy
S Agreed,
T then asked what would happen if she kicked him to the curb. Would he keep the last name? would he have to change it all back? What a hassle
The S said with those demands its not a matter of if, but when new wife would kick the friend to the curb.
Um Sexist much Boys????
Both of their wives have changed their last name.
How is this any different than a man asking a woman to change hers? Really? When a woman gets married she is expected to change her name, and if she doesn't its a big deal. But for the man to change his name? "what a hassle" and "poor guy"
I honestly like these guys I work with. I admire them in a lot of ways, but unfortunately for them, and they will never know it, that little conversation knocked them down a peg or two.
I just can't believe something that is common and expected for a women is seen as a "hassle" and "pain" for a man!
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Lock up your husbands ladies!
You know what I find attractive? Like really really attractive?
Wedding rings
No I'm not gonna go dry hump my marrried co-workers now.
I'm not saying a married man is attractive and that I want to be susie homewrecker. I am attracted to the idea of a man wearing a wedding ring. Proclaiming to the world with one little gold band "hey I'm taken, and I like that I'm taken so back off"
I like look of a hand with that jewelry on it.
Every time I see one I want to thank the man wearing it for being man enough to proclaim his status to the world.
I want to one day find a man that will wear one from me proudly and feel naked without it. The ex dropped his at work and it got run over and smooshed so it was a while before I bought him another and he didn't feel connected to it at all. I want a man that will understand the importance of the statment a ring makes.
Know what else is sexy? A man with his kids
Mmmmmhmmmmm. Nothing cuter than a guy with a baby, or toddler, or heck even school aged kid not screaming at each other.
I'm 28 and if you had asked me ten years ago if I ever thought I would be drooling over a married man with kids I would have laughed in your face, but now? take me to a park and let me loose because dang thats some good eye candy!
Wedding rings
No I'm not gonna go dry hump my marrried co-workers now.
I'm not saying a married man is attractive and that I want to be susie homewrecker. I am attracted to the idea of a man wearing a wedding ring. Proclaiming to the world with one little gold band "hey I'm taken, and I like that I'm taken so back off"
I like look of a hand with that jewelry on it.
Every time I see one I want to thank the man wearing it for being man enough to proclaim his status to the world.
I want to one day find a man that will wear one from me proudly and feel naked without it. The ex dropped his at work and it got run over and smooshed so it was a while before I bought him another and he didn't feel connected to it at all. I want a man that will understand the importance of the statment a ring makes.
Know what else is sexy? A man with his kids
Mmmmmhmmmmm. Nothing cuter than a guy with a baby, or toddler, or heck even school aged kid not screaming at each other.
I'm 28 and if you had asked me ten years ago if I ever thought I would be drooling over a married man with kids I would have laughed in your face, but now? take me to a park and let me loose because dang thats some good eye candy!
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I marrried an idiot
And then divorced him a short 5 1/2 years later after he left me to date men.
good times good times
So the ex is gay and that's lots of fun
He's also an idiot, and I'm not sure if he got dumber after we divorced or I wore rose colored glasses while we were married because seriously?
Maybe a little back ground is in order before I vent the latest issue with him.
He grew up in Really Really Small Town (RRST) we lived there after we were married and I even stayed there after we split. He took off for Bigger town closeish by. Almost his entire family live in RRST, I'm talking brothers, sisters, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles cousins. In a town of 1000 people, that's a lot of family.
I moved from Really Really Small Town back to my home town with my mom while I built my current house in Better Small Town (yes I am biased) 30 minutes from RRST. This whole time I work in Middle Small Town where everyone knows everyone and everyone talks and the Ex moved back to Middle Small Town.
Middle Small Town and Really Really Small Town are close enough they are the same schools and the same school District and for years and years and years, Middle Small Town and Better Small Town have had a huge rivalry.
Confused yet? I'll make a point soon
Enter the Princess, she started Kindergarten while I was living with my mom, and for ease of transportation she went to school in Middle Small Town (I could drop her off on my way to work, she could ride the bus to daycare etc.)
Kindergarten was Hell. Let me just tell you. I almost lost my job, she was in counseling, we had a rough year. I know it was all the moving and all the changes and everything, not necessarily the school or the teacher (we loved her teacher). BUT it was bad
First Grade we were in our new house (that I built thank you very much!) and she had an incredible teacher (who oddly enough is from Middle Small Town and graduated from High school with the Ex)
We loved her, we loved school! We also payed a ton of money for her to go to daycare after school (different daycare, whole other issue)
Now we are all up to speed right?
The Princess started second grade yesterday (holy crap!) and I have been trying to figure out where she can go after school so I don't have to start chopping off limbs to pay for daycare. I asked The Ex to help me figure something out. His only solution was to bring her back to Middle Small Town for school.
Because his family is close by.
Um what? just because his family might be 20 minutes closer to one school than the other does not in any way, guarantee they would help! We moved a birthday party so it would be closer for them to come and not a single one showed up! not even his mother! what makes him think they would help after school?
Better small Town is closer for my family! and guess what! they show up to help. My Mom watches them one day a week, and is willing to drive where ever. My sister is picking the princess up and watching baby girl when she doesn't have to work. Guess what, they would do it no matter where they were in school, because they did it when she was at Middle Small Town.
Should we seriously put her in a school she hates, with none of her friends, further from her home on the off chance his family might one day decide they care enough to help out?
I love his family, really it was a big pro when deciding to marry him (should have been a red flag that his family had to weigh in on that decision right?)
BUT, they are only involved when its convenient for them. His father, their only grandfather, has only been to our house once. And that was the day we brought Princess home from the hospital. And for 5 years we lived around the corner from them, literally.
His Mother is around more, she helps me out with the kids when she can, and I really appreciate it. But I can't help but be upset that more than once she has been the only family to show up to an event for the kids when they are all invited, and more than once, even she hasn't been there (a 6th birthday fiasco, that's a whole new post too).
I honestly think it the whole school rivalry thing that is causing issues. Seriously? Isn't that a stupid reason to uproot a child's education.
What I cannot get through his thick skull is shouldn't we be more concerned where is best for our child regardless of the school colors?
Oh yeah, the rose colored glasses are so off.
good times good times
So the ex is gay and that's lots of fun
He's also an idiot, and I'm not sure if he got dumber after we divorced or I wore rose colored glasses while we were married because seriously?
Maybe a little back ground is in order before I vent the latest issue with him.
He grew up in Really Really Small Town (RRST) we lived there after we were married and I even stayed there after we split. He took off for Bigger town closeish by. Almost his entire family live in RRST, I'm talking brothers, sisters, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles cousins. In a town of 1000 people, that's a lot of family.
I moved from Really Really Small Town back to my home town with my mom while I built my current house in Better Small Town (yes I am biased) 30 minutes from RRST. This whole time I work in Middle Small Town where everyone knows everyone and everyone talks and the Ex moved back to Middle Small Town.
Middle Small Town and Really Really Small Town are close enough they are the same schools and the same school District and for years and years and years, Middle Small Town and Better Small Town have had a huge rivalry.
Confused yet? I'll make a point soon
Enter the Princess, she started Kindergarten while I was living with my mom, and for ease of transportation she went to school in Middle Small Town (I could drop her off on my way to work, she could ride the bus to daycare etc.)
Kindergarten was Hell. Let me just tell you. I almost lost my job, she was in counseling, we had a rough year. I know it was all the moving and all the changes and everything, not necessarily the school or the teacher (we loved her teacher). BUT it was bad
First Grade we were in our new house (that I built thank you very much!) and she had an incredible teacher (who oddly enough is from Middle Small Town and graduated from High school with the Ex)
We loved her, we loved school! We also payed a ton of money for her to go to daycare after school (different daycare, whole other issue)
Now we are all up to speed right?
The Princess started second grade yesterday (holy crap!) and I have been trying to figure out where she can go after school so I don't have to start chopping off limbs to pay for daycare. I asked The Ex to help me figure something out. His only solution was to bring her back to Middle Small Town for school.
Because his family is close by.
Um what? just because his family might be 20 minutes closer to one school than the other does not in any way, guarantee they would help! We moved a birthday party so it would be closer for them to come and not a single one showed up! not even his mother! what makes him think they would help after school?
Better small Town is closer for my family! and guess what! they show up to help. My Mom watches them one day a week, and is willing to drive where ever. My sister is picking the princess up and watching baby girl when she doesn't have to work. Guess what, they would do it no matter where they were in school, because they did it when she was at Middle Small Town.
Should we seriously put her in a school she hates, with none of her friends, further from her home on the off chance his family might one day decide they care enough to help out?
I love his family, really it was a big pro when deciding to marry him (should have been a red flag that his family had to weigh in on that decision right?)
BUT, they are only involved when its convenient for them. His father, their only grandfather, has only been to our house once. And that was the day we brought Princess home from the hospital. And for 5 years we lived around the corner from them, literally.
His Mother is around more, she helps me out with the kids when she can, and I really appreciate it. But I can't help but be upset that more than once she has been the only family to show up to an event for the kids when they are all invited, and more than once, even she hasn't been there (a 6th birthday fiasco, that's a whole new post too).
I honestly think it the whole school rivalry thing that is causing issues. Seriously? Isn't that a stupid reason to uproot a child's education.
What I cannot get through his thick skull is shouldn't we be more concerned where is best for our child regardless of the school colors?
Oh yeah, the rose colored glasses are so off.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
I heart Books
A lot, like let my kids watch cartoons at midnight so Mommy can finish this chapter kind of addiction.
so I read a lot.
A LOT
So when a friend at work recommended Barbara Delinsky and let me borrow her books, I jumped at the chance. I've read a couple of them now, and I really enjoy them but there is one thing that bothers me.
So far none of them are really happily ever after type endings. I mean they all end good, but they are realistic except when it comes to sex, and I guess the relationships. Now I am no expert at relationships, obviously. I did marry The Ex, and he is currently sexing another man, so I'm not really all that smart when it comes to dating. But is everyone else out there but me finding these fantastic partners and having mind blowing, out of this world, completely fulfilling sex?
Let me just explain, these are not harlequin romances, I don't really want to read about what goes on in anyone else's bedroom. A hint of the fact that people have sex lives is not bad, but by all means I do not want to read about Reginalds quivering member. (and if you know what movie that's from, I love you, we should be best friends)
So, The books aways have rocky relationship, and they always get better, but they also end up fulfilling each other in ways the main character never knew was possible, so is it?
Is there such a thing as happily ever after?
Do couples really find this connection that is so much more than just the physical?
Does everyone's other half complete them?
Someone please share the secret to finding a completely fulfilling partner that will eventually lead to post marital mind blowing sex!
so I read a lot.
A LOT
So when a friend at work recommended Barbara Delinsky and let me borrow her books, I jumped at the chance. I've read a couple of them now, and I really enjoy them but there is one thing that bothers me.
So far none of them are really happily ever after type endings. I mean they all end good, but they are realistic except when it comes to sex, and I guess the relationships. Now I am no expert at relationships, obviously. I did marry The Ex, and he is currently sexing another man, so I'm not really all that smart when it comes to dating. But is everyone else out there but me finding these fantastic partners and having mind blowing, out of this world, completely fulfilling sex?
Let me just explain, these are not harlequin romances, I don't really want to read about what goes on in anyone else's bedroom. A hint of the fact that people have sex lives is not bad, but by all means I do not want to read about Reginalds quivering member. (and if you know what movie that's from, I love you, we should be best friends)
So, The books aways have rocky relationship, and they always get better, but they also end up fulfilling each other in ways the main character never knew was possible, so is it?
Is there such a thing as happily ever after?
Do couples really find this connection that is so much more than just the physical?
Does everyone's other half complete them?
Someone please share the secret to finding a completely fulfilling partner that will eventually lead to post marital mind blowing sex!
Friday, July 29, 2011
I was reading Meredith tell about a night at the bar and she asked what the worst pick up lines were. I gave her a condensed version of the story, you lucky folks (anyone? anyone?...... *crickets*) get the long version.
Right after the Ex and I split, My mom took me and my sister and some friends to Vegas for a girls weekend. I wanted to dance and play and sit by the pool and not think of the ex at all for one weekend. Vegas is perfect for that.
We played by the pool, we gambled a little, and we ate at IHOP at midnight. After that my sister and I were the only ones willing to dance. (I really wanted to, I think my sister only went for me, gotta love her). So we got all gussied up and went to the Coyote Ugly bar in New York New York.
We paid our cover, got in, she got a drink and we started to dance, soon we were joined by a very intoxicated older man. He tried dancing with me, slurred out the standard "where are you from why are you here" question. When I told him it was to celebrate my divorce I think he took that as a challenge.
He immediately kissed me (eww), he caught me off guard so I couldn't dodge the first kiss, but I did the ones after that. Then he asked if I wanted to go up to his hotel room. Polite little me said "um, no thanks"
I think he thought I was waiting for a better offer, because he kept changing the offer.
We could go down and find his wife(!!) and the three of us could go back to his room.
He could watch me make out with his wife
If I wasn't into his wife he would take me and my sister back upstairs (What? do people really do that?)
At that point my sister needed another drink (wink wink) and we high tailed it out of there.
That my friends was my welcome back to the single life, sadly, its not been too much up hill from there. Next time maybe I'll tell you about the only other guy I have kissed besides the Ex. That one at least was fun, and more than once, and happened more than once at work, and more than once while I was still on the clock. Oh yeah, good times.
Right after the Ex and I split, My mom took me and my sister and some friends to Vegas for a girls weekend. I wanted to dance and play and sit by the pool and not think of the ex at all for one weekend. Vegas is perfect for that.
We played by the pool, we gambled a little, and we ate at IHOP at midnight. After that my sister and I were the only ones willing to dance. (I really wanted to, I think my sister only went for me, gotta love her). So we got all gussied up and went to the Coyote Ugly bar in New York New York.
We paid our cover, got in, she got a drink and we started to dance, soon we were joined by a very intoxicated older man. He tried dancing with me, slurred out the standard "where are you from why are you here" question. When I told him it was to celebrate my divorce I think he took that as a challenge.
He immediately kissed me (eww), he caught me off guard so I couldn't dodge the first kiss, but I did the ones after that. Then he asked if I wanted to go up to his hotel room. Polite little me said "um, no thanks"
I think he thought I was waiting for a better offer, because he kept changing the offer.
We could go down and find his wife(!!) and the three of us could go back to his room.
He could watch me make out with his wife
If I wasn't into his wife he would take me and my sister back upstairs (What? do people really do that?)
At that point my sister needed another drink (wink wink) and we high tailed it out of there.
That my friends was my welcome back to the single life, sadly, its not been too much up hill from there. Next time maybe I'll tell you about the only other guy I have kissed besides the Ex. That one at least was fun, and more than once, and happened more than once at work, and more than once while I was still on the clock. Oh yeah, good times.
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