4.29.2010

F.Y.I.

It's no secret that we girls objectify you guys just as much as you do us - seriously, if you guys only knew how we talk about a guy with our girlfriends (you should be so lucky) - however some of us are better at it than others, less ... perverted about our ogling shall we say.

Think of it as an art form if you have to boys, something that involves skill, technique, and deliberate restraint if you will.

Why am I talking about this? Because I have officially seen one too many of you spot a girl from a distance and, like a hawk with it's pray, stop, get into position, and wait (a little too eagerly) for her approach. And then there's the whole craning of the neck and pursed lips thing which is just plain distasteful.

This MUST stop.

Not only is it disgusting, but it's insulting. If you're going to treat like a piece of meat, at least have the decency to do it in private, because this is just plain gross. Pretend you're checking to see if you've dropped something behind you, or better yet (ingenious idea here); just use your eyes, instead of your whole body, to catch the "view".

I'm not asking you to not be a creep (Lord knows that's too much to ask), just try to be more subtle about it, please, for both our sakes, or else you might not know you've stared down the wrong girl until it's too late.

4.26.2010

Words of Wisdom...

“Give me a man who is man enough to give himself just to the woman who is worth him. If that woman were me, I would love him alone and forever.”

- Francesca Bruni (Casanova)

4.13.2010

Sexy Inventions...

Practical? No. Wearable? Every chance I'd get.

Normal and Happy...

Holy cow have I been out of it. Distracted is more like it. In the best way, and for good reason, but still, distracted the nonetheless, sorry.

Good news is it's because a lot has been going on since I last wrote, lots!

(I'm going to skip the part about losing my job since it's a real downer and just skip to the part you're all here for anyway...)

I suppose the biggest thing is that I am now officially Smooth's girlfriend. Yup, we made it official, about 2 weeks ago... and I'm absolutely thrilled about it. I know I know, three weeks ago I was saying how perfectly happy I was being his non-girlfriend and how I just wanted a little me time to get back on my feet again well, I changed my mind. I'm allowed to do that aren't I? I guess I just realized that the "reasons" I was using as an excuse to take things slow were just insecurities left over from my last relationship, and I wasn't about to get over them (or move past them or whatever) by staying in a state of limbo. I promised myself I'd do what made me feel happy ... and doing Smooth does just that. What? It does, very, very, very, much so. And so does just being with him in general so I told Smooth I wanted to be his girlfriend, officially, and we have since lived happily ever after.

And were at that fun part too, you know, the honeymoon phase where we just can't seem to get enough of each other. Not in an annoying way or anything, I mean it's not like we're all over each other all the time - only at his place (wink wink) - but like we'll spend an entire weekend together, I'm talking Friday night to Monday morning cosied up at his place, and then be desperate to see each other two days later. Yup, 10 blissful days and counting…

The other big step we took was introducing me to his family. Yeah, you read that right. For Easter dinner no less. I mean, as if being the new girlfriend/new girl that their son and brother is sleeping with isn't already stressful enough, I had to do it with Jesus in the room. But in all seriousness though, it went well, quite well actually, I mean, I think they really like me. And next week I'll be introducing him to mine.

And the best part is that neither of us is freaked out or unsure about any of it, so far it's all progressed rather naturally. I don't know if it's an age thing (I'm assuming so), but there is definitely a certain synchronicity between us in the way we think and act with each other that makes it all feel very ... normal. Kind of like this is how it's supposed to be.

So yeah, we are now very officially a couple, and I'm loving it.