Musings from the world of pseudo-dates, man-children, booze and the third year of graduate school
Friday, January 29, 2010
I'm a Dork...
AB: Do we really need to update him - He was my first, he is the PeterPan Syndrome poster child.
AL: Habitual cheater and AB's competition in the "It Never Should Happen in Hell, but Maybe on this Earth" games
BB: Once my source for free Vanilla Soy Americano Misto's and a good shudder/cringe
BI: Occasional commenter here, true friend and someone I miss chatting with
BV: Frigid and conversation shy and source of my longest and most depressing date, minus seeing the Hangover together - he cringed and I laughed.
CEF: The reason I have changed most things in my life for the better, like my hair colour
Date: Still the all the forms of possible dates - friend, pseudo or the real thing
DB: Still elusive and I haven't decided how much a chase should go into this case - it would require a serious effort
IT: Still trying to reduce these
MW: Source of unwanted sexting - not going to even provide him with possibly construed as having a subtext conversations - as CW says - a duck is just a duck, and a goose is a goose, and duck duck goose is just a game.
NLLL: Still ever expanding
NN: Also could go by Never Notever... Nice No complaints guy though
OM: Source of many snickers for Ms. J and I from the unfortunate jeans, his closetness etc
So there you go - no options - though CW has proposed a set up with her beau's friend, so we will see what the future holds... for the immediate future this weekend involves vodka, a trip to Sephora and some totally awesome menu planning/Whole Foods shopping.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Rings...
But before we go putting him in the memory shoes of my Mr. Big and in doing so replacing that memory with a better option, and one that isn’t 15 years my senior either, I need to convey some terrible news.
He has an extra toe.
Actually he’s married.
No wedding ring.
He’s married, but does not wear a wedding ring. This is one of my pet peeves. As a single woman living in a city where it is more common to be in a common law relationship, it’s already hard to figure out who’s free to look at and who’s not. Further still I don’t understand the no ring concept. If you have allergies there are a variety of options, if it’s cost, there are even more options – the cheapest custom rings on Etsy are below $100 or slightly more expensive.
Now I am comfortable with being labelled a traditionalist – I support marriage, and I have no intention of being shacked up before I am married. Note I don’t care which humans get married to each other, if you are willing to commit for life to the person go for it. I feel that if you man or woman choose to not wear a ring when you are married you are saying two things, one I’m not proud that I am married, and two I am free to be treated as a single person, you can flirt with me, you can look at me and you can try and woo me or whatever you want to etc.
So am I alone in this? Would you wear a ring and why or why not?
And I leave you with this is gem, the truth of Beyonce...