A Girl and Her Boys

Went to the Royals game last night with a couple guys and it was a blast! It was rainy before the game but it held off the whole time we were there. So much fun to hang out with guys and drink a few beers!! We came back to my apartment and cooked some burgers and then went out for a while - today at work was a little R. U. F. F. but it was worth it! So much fun!! Now, the point of this post. One of the guys, who've I've known for a long time, mentioned something on FB about having extra tickets to the game if anyone wanted to go. Hey! I wanted to go, so I sent him a message and told him to holler at me if he didn't get anyone to go. He sent me a text and asked "Do I get laid if u come?". Yeeeeaaa...he really asked me that. Seriously, does that sort of thing ever work for a guy?? What am I, a hooker that trades my goods for sporting even tickets?? I mean, I like the Royals and all but I wouldn't even do that for Superbowl tickets...well, maybe I would think abo

I hate this question... The last time I had to worry about being asked this question was when I was in HS...I started dating my ex-h when I was 17 so I haven't heard the question since. The worst offender was my Grandpa T who asked ALL of us girls every time we saw him, first thing - "You got a boyfriend yet??" *cringe* Just what a awkward, self conscious, single teenage girl WANTS to be asked by her grandfather!! Or even worse, if we DID have a boyfriend, to have to answer yes!! *dramatic gasp* So, since I haven't heard this for a good ten years, I was a little taken aback when I was asked this question on Friday night chillin with my " cousins" at Chatters. And the perfect compliment to that question?? The puzzled pity look like "How is that possible...what's wrong with you??!". Heeellllooew...maybe I don't want one. Diggin my single time. Did you ever think of that, huh? Huh? Didda ya, didda ya, huh? HUH?? (Channelling the Dori vibe ri

So, I've "dated" a wide age range of guys - wider age range is in the older direction but won't say how much older. But with a little brother who's just turning 21 it's hard to swallow when I realize a guy I'm talking to is that age. Ick! Makes me feel like a cougar...me-ow! Although 6 years is hardly cause for the feeling, still. Little brother...remember when he was in diapers...hard to think of HIM doing the dirty deed so to think about someone the same age that way, well, makes me feel creepy. But it has happened a couple times, once I knew he was that age and once I was lied to although I should have know better *shaking head at myself* Stupid party bus... Anyway, there is one of the above mentioned that I still text/talk to back and forth on a fairly regular basis. It feels weird and wrong *shudder* to think about his age so I try not to think about it. But it's hard NOT to think of him that way...because, well, he's so...DIRTY!! I mean, he m

Curious thought...Can you make the conscious effort to just decide not to care anymore??! I think I'll try this angle since, apparently nothing else is going to work. So, I guess this is me waving the white flag and giving up. So, I've just decided - I Don't Care. period . We'll see how long this last and if my gut betrays my mind... traitor... :o)

Last night I had a girl's night out with Leah and Maria and we had a blast. Not surprising that at 2:30 in the morning I get a text message from my crush here in KC. He wants to see me and we discuss it back and forth between text messages and he REALLY wants to see me. Now, this isn't the shock or cause for surprise. Even though he has repeatedly made it painfully clear through both words and actions that he doesn't want to date anyone, me included. Despite this fact he stills calls occasionally and yes, we spend time together at his place or mine, i know that's the extent of our relationship. I get mixed signals from him from time to time about things that keeps things confusing between us, or for ME at least. But those sorts of things, I can "deal" with. Yes, I get hurt over them, but I pout about it and whine to my friends for a couple days and eventually get over it. But THIS is another story!!! At the end of one of his text messages last night he put tho

I'm staying home this weekend and I have no plans tonight....AND ITS FRIDAY!!! Ugh. I'm pouting. Lip out and all. Boo.

This isn't something that happens every time, but it does happen - without warning. When I'm seeing a guy and "feelings" get involved, so some unknown reason I get attached. And I mean A-T-T-A-C-H-E-D! Once I feel this way, I put up with a lot of crap (and unfortunately recieve a ton of it). Why you ask? I. Don't. Know. I don't know how it happens! I wish I knew... But once I'm there, there's no turning back and it's a slow very painful process to get myself back out. Unfortunately for me, I have the terrible habit for gettin attached to the "I don't want to date" guy. Boo...I hate that excuse. You mean - you don't want to date ME. And that sucks. But only once I've emtionally velcroed myself to someone. Any other guy, I don't even get around to asking if he wants to date cause, I don't giva! I'm currently trying to detach myself from a guy I've been going back and forth with since December. It sucks. I'm

I just received a text from an ex - and I quote: "A cheap slut like you aint worth my time" Ok so now I have to back up and explain the scenerio in which this text correlates. Right after my big D, I made the biggest most cliche mistake ever and started dating someone TOO SOON after I was "freshly single". It was both a huge comfort for me and a tremendous heartache at the same time. On one hand, he helped me through a very tough and lonely time in my life. He talked to me every night and he made me feel special...in the beginning. Then things became very messy and I basically got jerked around for the better part of a year during a time when my emotional sanity was already hanging by a thread. Anyway...so things didn't end well between me and the emotionally phsychotic jerk face cry baby asshole pot smoker. (I'm a tiny bit bitter) **note: as I am typing this post, I'm getting text after text of nasty messages - I'll share a few of the better ones

I wish he knew just how bad it fucks with my head for days and days when he tells me he misses me...

I went down to visit the fam this weekend for Easter. We didn't really do anything but I got a lot of visiting of friends and family accomplished. Which was nice. It also brings up a single gal question - what's up with you and so-and-so?? The so-and-so I'm referring to is my "friend" down in pittsburg that I frequently crash at his house when I party down there and/or meet up with him out at a bar and then...crash at his place. This "friend" usually buys my drinks and I end up beyond intoxicated and making a bad decision... well, once can be considered a bad decision, I suppose this is more like a bad habit! Anyway, my best friend, whom I went to visit this weekend and lovingly refers to my "friend" as a puke, is convinced that I just have to like him a little bit or why else would I do that all the time. "Do you think he's attractive ??" she asks. Well, that's a dumb question!! Who don't I find attractive after a dozen m

What do you do when you leave your favorite jewelry at their house? So, funny dating story time. This guy friend of mine, we all have this one when we are single, he was my if-he-was-single guy friend. The one you have a great time with and you just know that if he were single, you'd really hit it off. He's the back-up, your comfort zone, the guy that you think of when you're feeling really lousy about your last bad episode, that at least you know that if he was single... you get my point. Anyway, so he calls me up a month ago and "casually" we get around to the topic of his no longer being single... wait a minute! Excuse me! My if-he-was-single guy is S-I-N-G-L-E?? Giddiness!! :o) So he wants me to come over to "hang out" and I can't see through my Giddy Goggles to realize what this phone call is really about so I head on over. Big smiles all the way... And we are chillin on the couch drinking a beer...um, I mean, two beers, ok it was like four. I

When a guy tells you he doesn't want to date you and is telling his friends that he's not into you but keeps contacting you, what exactly does that mean? Besides the obvious, he doesn't want to lose his booty call I suppose...but don't send me messages asking me if I "hate you now". Cause, yeah, maybe if I hated people, you might be on that list right now! You aren't exactly my favorite person right now and if you don't like me, then I'd just rather not converse with you for a while. Or at all... that would be easiest, for ME. I'm not here to pump up your ego and let you know that it's ok that you hurt me. Sorry. Not gonna happen. Why do they do this?

I'm single. A family of one. Independent. Allllooonneee...get your pity out of your systems now cause that's not what this is about. Being single is a necessary part of life that everyone should be forced to go through but almost no one really does. How many of you can say you've truely lived alone and been single at the same time? And I'm talking no roommates, one bedroom (or studio) apartment, all by yourself, living alone. Not many I'm betting. It's not for the weak. No Sissys need apply!! Yes, I'm tough! I'm doing just that right now... That being said, not even that is the point of this blog. I'm in my mid to late twenties (age doesn't really matter anyway...) and I'm single and I like to have fun. I've got lots of funny stories and I don't want to forget a single one! Hence the title of my blog. When my little sister was in my shoes a few years ago, her motto was "Don't Judge Me" which she said every time one of u