over the course of a long weekend, i feel as though my life has been flipped.
(it has.)
i am ridiculously, insanely, crazy happy with someone who seems to be just as ridiculously, insanely crazy happy with me.
it's not without complications and neither of us have absolutely any idea where this is going. somewhere for sure, but as for right now- we're just enjoying this ride.
so while this seems to be the perfect time to write about falling in love with him, i'm going to take a break from the blog and focus on the ride.
(besides, the four of you who read this will know all about it anyway.)
looking back, everything that i've written about in this blog for almost two years feels like it's been leading up to this moment.
time to look ahead.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
it is what it is...
he's your typical "good-on-paper" guy.
we dated earlier this year. for one reason and another (and another...), it did not work out. and now we're friends.
we see each other fairly often. we engaged in some flirtatious behavior* at a mutual friend's birthday party last month. (*albeit after a few cheap beers.) we talk occasionally and we've both agreed to leave the door open on "us." we both agree that while right now might not be the right time, perhaps a right time will come someday.
my mom adores him. my sister wonders why we aren't together. and i know why we aren't.
but yesterday- he did a very nice favor for me, even though it was a weird request on my part. went completely out of his way to do it and then stopped and chatted for awhile at my place after.
and when he left- i smiled. i really enjoy his company and his friendship. and i'm really happy i'm letting myself let this friendship grow. no pressure, no deadlines, no manic thoughts of babies or weddings... it just is what it is.
and so i'll just continue what i'm doing. dating the guy i'm dating (more on that later), attending mr. good-on-paper's thanksgiving party this coming weekend and enjoying life... without manic thoughts of babies or weddings.
it's a nice way to live.
we dated earlier this year. for one reason and another (and another...), it did not work out. and now we're friends.
we see each other fairly often. we engaged in some flirtatious behavior* at a mutual friend's birthday party last month. (*albeit after a few cheap beers.) we talk occasionally and we've both agreed to leave the door open on "us." we both agree that while right now might not be the right time, perhaps a right time will come someday.
my mom adores him. my sister wonders why we aren't together. and i know why we aren't.
but yesterday- he did a very nice favor for me, even though it was a weird request on my part. went completely out of his way to do it and then stopped and chatted for awhile at my place after.
and when he left- i smiled. i really enjoy his company and his friendship. and i'm really happy i'm letting myself let this friendship grow. no pressure, no deadlines, no manic thoughts of babies or weddings... it just is what it is.
and so i'll just continue what i'm doing. dating the guy i'm dating (more on that later), attending mr. good-on-paper's thanksgiving party this coming weekend and enjoying life... without manic thoughts of babies or weddings.
it's a nice way to live.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
happy (belated) halloween!
i'm an epic fail when it comes to updating this thing lately and i likely will continue to be as long as my work, love and general life keeps me as busy as i have been lately. (more on that later...)
with love,
the vampire and peg bundy
(i really was having a good time, i was just trying to be surly and mean, which clearly came off as intensely annoyed.)
with love,
the vampire and peg bundy
(i really was having a good time, i was just trying to be surly and mean, which clearly came off as intensely annoyed.)
Monday, October 19, 2009
a letter to my 18-year-old self.
after reading a couple of these by other people, i was inspired to write my own. i encourage you to do it for yourself!
slow down. enjoy being young, enjoy having the ability to schedule your day around soap operas instead of business meetings. quit hating the dorms and wishing for graduation day to come; it will come soon enough. too soon.
you think you're too fat and i know you cried when you ripped your prom dress after trying it on, but trust me. you're a skinny bitch. seriously- have another cheeseburger and don't worry so much about getting curves- you're already late to the game in getting them. embrace it honey- they're only going to grow!
your gut reaction to his proposal was the right one (in fact, your gut reaction to everything is almost always the right one, so trust it). and although it may have taken you longer to realize it than i wish it would have, you'll get there. you'll realize that as wonderful of a guy as he is, he's not YOUR wonderful guy. and that while letting him go might hurt both of you for awhile, in the end, it'll make you both happier than you ever could have been together.
and then you'll get your heart broken and then you'll get it broken again. and there will be moments when you find yourself unable to get off the bathroom floor, questioning your existence in this world, because of one man or another. but you will pick yourself up. eventually, you will learn how to move on. you might not be as innocent as you once were, but you'll also have gained something you didn't have before- perspective.
and the perspective is that if you don't love yourself first, no man ever will. and even if he does, it won't be worth it. you shouldn't look outside for something that is already within you. and only when you realize this is when you'll be truly happy. you'll work damn hard every day of your life achieving this, but you will be happy. it will take work, but it will be so, so worth it in the end.
(just remember that happiness doesn't always come easily. you will stumble again, you will have to learn how to pick yourself up again. but it is in those times you gain the most strength, so cherish those bad times just as much as you cherish the good ones.)
shit will happen. people will die and it will be horrible. and when that happens, be there. be there for the people that you love. because one day, you will need them too. (and we really are all in this together.)
accidents will happen, as will fights with friends. but that cheesy cliche is true- this too shall pass.and the ones that are meant to be in your life will be.
mostly, just know that even if it doesn't seem like it at the time, everything will be all right.
oh, and don't ever take shit from anyone.
with love,
27-year-old you
slow down. enjoy being young, enjoy having the ability to schedule your day around soap operas instead of business meetings. quit hating the dorms and wishing for graduation day to come; it will come soon enough. too soon.
you think you're too fat and i know you cried when you ripped your prom dress after trying it on, but trust me. you're a skinny bitch. seriously- have another cheeseburger and don't worry so much about getting curves- you're already late to the game in getting them. embrace it honey- they're only going to grow!
your gut reaction to his proposal was the right one (in fact, your gut reaction to everything is almost always the right one, so trust it). and although it may have taken you longer to realize it than i wish it would have, you'll get there. you'll realize that as wonderful of a guy as he is, he's not YOUR wonderful guy. and that while letting him go might hurt both of you for awhile, in the end, it'll make you both happier than you ever could have been together.
and then you'll get your heart broken and then you'll get it broken again. and there will be moments when you find yourself unable to get off the bathroom floor, questioning your existence in this world, because of one man or another. but you will pick yourself up. eventually, you will learn how to move on. you might not be as innocent as you once were, but you'll also have gained something you didn't have before- perspective.
and the perspective is that if you don't love yourself first, no man ever will. and even if he does, it won't be worth it. you shouldn't look outside for something that is already within you. and only when you realize this is when you'll be truly happy. you'll work damn hard every day of your life achieving this, but you will be happy. it will take work, but it will be so, so worth it in the end.
(just remember that happiness doesn't always come easily. you will stumble again, you will have to learn how to pick yourself up again. but it is in those times you gain the most strength, so cherish those bad times just as much as you cherish the good ones.)
shit will happen. people will die and it will be horrible. and when that happens, be there. be there for the people that you love. because one day, you will need them too. (and we really are all in this together.)
accidents will happen, as will fights with friends. but that cheesy cliche is true- this too shall pass.and the ones that are meant to be in your life will be.
mostly, just know that even if it doesn't seem like it at the time, everything will be all right.
oh, and don't ever take shit from anyone.
with love,
27-year-old you
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
i think it's fall....
pumpkin patch in the middle of WI, picking up some delicious fall goodies...
super creepy pumpkin face...
packers vs. vikings!
this is how we react to a vikings touchdown.
Monday, October 5, 2009
fives...
i'm currently having a lack of “inspiration,” so i'm stealing some from my best friend….here are some FIVES. just for fun.
five yummy things:
1. caprese salad with toasted bread
2. crab cakes and couscous
3. samoa (girl scout cookie) ice cream
4. tofu massamun curry (especially from here)
5. cabernet sauvignon
five songs I know by heart:
1. “lucy in the sky with diamonds” the beatles
2. anything by britney spears
3. “samson” regina spektor
4. “99 problems” jay-z
5. “everything’ll be alright,” joshua radin
five places I would like to escape to:
1. a beach somewhere (anywhere) in spain
2. west village, new york city
3. a kayak in the middle of lake of the isles
4. that place in aruba where i went snorkeling…= heaven
5. haight and ashbury, san francisco
five things I would never wear:
1. wranglers (sorry dad)
2. a bluetooth headset
3. an ed hardy shirt
4. a short skirt with a low-cut top
5. sneakers and a suit
five favorite TV shows:
1. the office
2. grey’s anatomy
3. keeping up with the kardashians
4. chelsea lately
5. larry king live
five things I enjoy doing:
1. music, red wine and cooking
2. knitting (while watching trashy TV)
3. reading
4. walking through my neighborhood
5. spending time with friends and family…especially at happy hour
five favorite toys:
1. blackberry (ugh, i hate that i'm so addicted)
2. macbook
3. nintendo 64 (only for mariokart)
4. ipod
5. swiffer wetjet (this makes me old)
five yummy things:
1. caprese salad with toasted bread
2. crab cakes and couscous
3. samoa (girl scout cookie) ice cream
4. tofu massamun curry (especially from here)
5. cabernet sauvignon
five songs I know by heart:
1. “lucy in the sky with diamonds” the beatles
2. anything by britney spears
3. “samson” regina spektor
4. “99 problems” jay-z
5. “everything’ll be alright,” joshua radin
five places I would like to escape to:
1. a beach somewhere (anywhere) in spain
2. west village, new york city
3. a kayak in the middle of lake of the isles
4. that place in aruba where i went snorkeling…= heaven
5. haight and ashbury, san francisco
five things I would never wear:
1. wranglers (sorry dad)
2. a bluetooth headset
3. an ed hardy shirt
4. a short skirt with a low-cut top
5. sneakers and a suit
five favorite TV shows:
1. the office
2. grey’s anatomy
3. keeping up with the kardashians
4. chelsea lately
5. larry king live
five things I enjoy doing:
1. music, red wine and cooking
2. knitting (while watching trashy TV)
3. reading
4. walking through my neighborhood
5. spending time with friends and family…especially at happy hour
five favorite toys:
1. blackberry (ugh, i hate that i'm so addicted)
2. macbook
3. nintendo 64 (only for mariokart)
4. ipod
5. swiffer wetjet (this makes me old)
Thursday, September 24, 2009
the match diaries- entry #4.
this is it, kids. i'm shutting the book on online dating... at least for now.
date with match guy #2 finally happened on tuesday night- happy hour margaritas at the tex/mex bar in my neighborhood. i don't think i've ever had a less enjoyable time with a margarita in hand.
not that he was necessarily BAD... he was cute. nice. beautiful smile, which is my favorite thing about a man.
but he talked about himself the. entire. time. i gather it was more from nervousness than arrogance, but he did not ask one question to compliment the 47 that i asked him. forty long minutes into our date, i decided to stop interjecting about myself (i.e. he talked about his brothers, i naturally told him i had a sister) to see if that would make him realize what he was doing and ask a question or two. not so. when he was done talking and i was done commenting on what he was talking about- silence.
so. when my margarita was finally (finally) done and the bartender asked if we wanted another, i politely but quickly declined. match guy paid the tab, walked me to my car and asked me out for another date this weekend. i told him i was busy (the truth), dodged what i gathered to be an attempt at a kiss and slid into my car.
i'm still trying to decide if i want to give him one more shot (only because his demeanor did not appear to be arrogant in the least...and i do really dig a beautiful smile), but i'm weighing the possibility of it turning into something great versus making myself sit through another bad date.
and so i say goodbye to match and its futile attempts at setting me up!
date with match guy #2 finally happened on tuesday night- happy hour margaritas at the tex/mex bar in my neighborhood. i don't think i've ever had a less enjoyable time with a margarita in hand.
not that he was necessarily BAD... he was cute. nice. beautiful smile, which is my favorite thing about a man.
but he talked about himself the. entire. time. i gather it was more from nervousness than arrogance, but he did not ask one question to compliment the 47 that i asked him. forty long minutes into our date, i decided to stop interjecting about myself (i.e. he talked about his brothers, i naturally told him i had a sister) to see if that would make him realize what he was doing and ask a question or two. not so. when he was done talking and i was done commenting on what he was talking about- silence.
so. when my margarita was finally (finally) done and the bartender asked if we wanted another, i politely but quickly declined. match guy paid the tab, walked me to my car and asked me out for another date this weekend. i told him i was busy (the truth), dodged what i gathered to be an attempt at a kiss and slid into my car.
i'm still trying to decide if i want to give him one more shot (only because his demeanor did not appear to be arrogant in the least...and i do really dig a beautiful smile), but i'm weighing the possibility of it turning into something great versus making myself sit through another bad date.
and so i say goodbye to match and its futile attempts at setting me up!
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