Stupid Things Men Say

As absolutely amazing as Mr. W is, sometimes he says really, really stupid things. He has a female friend coming to visit, and needless to say, I am having a bit of an issue with the entire situation. Granted, they have been friends for a long, long time and this visit was planned way before I ever came into his picture, I am having a little bit of trouble wrapping my head around the fact that she will be staying with him for the next two months. Either way, one of my biggest insecurities about it all is that this woman may be prettier then I am. So this weekend we were discussing, or should I say I was telling him, how uncomfortable I was with it all. I say to him "I just want to know that I am prettier then her." he replies, "Well I don't know, I haven't seen her in a long time." Seriously, come on. My thought reaction was to throw something at him, but all I could do was stand there and stare at him in utter disbelief that he was dumb enough to even say that. He knew right away that he had said the wrong thing, and tried to hug it out. I was not having it. I guarantee that he will never make that mistake again.

Everyone wants open and honest communication in a relationship, but when I ask if these pants make my butt look big, I want the answer to always be no, even if it is a total lie. If I ask if I am prettier then someone, I want the answer to be "You are the prettiest women I have ever seen." or something along those lines, even if we both know it is a load of crap. If he was to ask me if I thought someone was more handsome then he is, my response would automatically be "Of course not, no one is as handsome as you." Little white lies like that are totally O.K. with me.

So as uneasy as this whole thing makes me, I am going to trust that Mr. W will not be a shit head and do anything that would warrant me having to kick his ass. And it is not him that I worry about, it is her. Apparently if you love things you set them free and they come back or however that dumb ass saying goes.

I will be lost without Lost

Lost is almost over....what am I going to do with my life now? I need a new obsession to watch. I guess I will have to start reading again, I hope I still know how. I don't think I have been this sad about a show ending since Friends and maybe Alf.

Get My Ass in Gear

Need to get motivated, and having a hard time doing it......it is so much easier to be lazy.......but, I did not get this hot little bod by sittin' on my ass....wait, yes I did, that is why I need to go to the gym in the first place....guess I am going to the gym, wish me luck......

Weekend Update

I suppose I am not very good at this blogging thing. I am trying though.

So what has been going on. Well I am still training for my half marathon. That is all payed for now, so I can't back out. Sophie and I went to lunch one day. I am so glad she is my best friend. I had a super freak out moment over Flinx and Angel, which resulted in Mr. W, asking me what the big deal was and me getting mad at him. There was no big deal, I was just over reacting. When he called me back later I told him that he had irritated me, and we had a good laugh about it. Now he just agrees with me in a mocking tone. It works for me. This weekend Mr. W and his roommate, let's call him Roomy, went out to this dive bar and played pool. Roomy was punching the air to make a point and accidentally punched this chick right in the arm as she was walking by. It was so funny. I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to pee my pants. She was OK and was laughing about it and poor Roomy felt like a total jerk.

The funniest part of the weekend was on Saturday. Mr. W and I were over for dinner. My Mom was showing me something in her room, and we were sitting on the bed chatting. I said to my mom "My knees are really sore." Her face went this funny shape of wanting to say something and laugh, a look of shock and awe and a smart ass remark, but is just would not come out. It seemed as if her breath was caught in he chest. She finally shakes her head and replies "I don't want to know! LA LA LA! To much information!" as she sticks her fingers in her ears just in case I start to give details. Instantly knew what I had said did not come out sounding anything like what I had meant. You see, I had done a 6 mile run on Thursday, and my joints were still a bit achy. We sat back and laughed until our sides hurt and my stomach ached. I could not even look at her with out bursting into laughter. I was so embarrassed! We composed our self, went out side with the guys, and she told them what had been said. Mr. W gave me shit about it all weekend.

Run Kelly Run

I am afraid that my life is still pretty boring. I am still seeing Mr. W. and it seems to be going all right. The rush of infatuation is wearing down and now the reality of being with someone is setting in. It is time consuming, but it is also nice to attempt an emotional connection with someone in a good way. Only there is always that little fear that the next time I talk to him or see him, he might decide that he really doesn't like me. I know it is silly, and I ask everyone to refrain from the lame words of encouragement like "You such a great person" and all that crap. Right now, it won't make me feel better anyways.

I am officially in training for a half marathon. Today I am going to run five miles. I really like to run, especially when I hit that runners high. It doesn't happen all that much, in fact, most of the time I struggle just to go, but when I hit that zone, I feel like I can do anything, be anybody, maybe see God to invite him to dinner. My body feels like I am walking in the clouds, it is such a wonderful feeling.

I am also doing one of those biggest loser competitions with one of the offices I work at. The pot is like $250.00 and I could really use that money, so I have to win. I am pretty sure I will too. I think it ends in June, right around the time I do my run, so it also helps give me a little bit of motivation. I hope to feel like a trophy wife by the time this is over, that is my long term goal. Besides all the health benefits that go along with being active, I really want to have a nice body. I think I could pull off the curvy look, like Kim Kardashian or the red head from Mad Men. That is my idea of a beautiful body type.

There is nothing exciting going on in my life right now....my world is pretty darn Zen right now. Is there anything anyone wants to here about?

Go Team Jacob

Recently I have had the opportunity to clue a friend in on the complex nature of the Twilight Sages.

My Friend intently listened to my giddy, child-like babbling about the books, and movies, and why Team Jacob is better then Team Edward. As he was asking questions and I was answering them, in great detail. I was blow away that he knew nothing of the love between a vampire and a human, and shocked that he was unaware of the the of the long standing treaty between the Werewolf pack and the Vampire coven.

So as this conversation was going on, we were getting ready to watch Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. I asked questions through out the entire movie, and he thoroughly explained everything to me......he sounded like such a geek. He told me about the The Force and why they are fighting and who was who and why that person is important. In those moments of listening to him babble like a child, I realized that when I was sharing all the reason I consider my self a Twi-Hard, he was probably thinking I was a Twi-geek. That will teach me not to make fun of the Star Wars fanatics anymore, I am just a nerdy as they are.

Spoken From the Heart

Today I got my first hike of the season in. It was a blast. I got a great cardio workout, and my ass feels a bit more lifted then it did this morning. I am pretty sure Mr. W (a.k.a. Mr. Wonderful) thought I was going to get him lost in the woods, due to the fact that I started down the wrong trail, but I managed to get us both back to the car safely. I was quite proud of myself, I did not fall once, even when we were traipsing through the snow. Mr. W has yet to experience that full depth of my clumsiness, but I was extra careful to pay attention to my surroundings today.

Now to address an issue that has been weighing heavily on my mind the last few days. I know that there are those out there that are really excited to see me on a path to a healthy relationship, and I am grateful that I have such a strong and loving support system around me. With that said, I am in no rush to rush things, and am a little reluctant, no make that extremely hesitant, to have the important people in my life get to know this guy. I am not ashamed of anyone, or him, I am just really enjoying getting to know this man, without the pressure of having to share my time with him amongst those who are very special to me. We have both agreed that we have a good pace going, and we are not ready to jump quickly into a full blown, completely committed, anything. Besides, we have only been seeing each other for about a month for God's sake.

There are some that may think I am being a bit of a shithead, and selfish because of this decision. I would like them to understand that I want Mr. W to be known as that great guy that I managed to find (and keep) rather then saying "Remember that one guy you brought around, what ever happened to him?" To me, meeting the family (and I mean blood line family, not friends that I consider family) is a big big deal, and I really want to make sure he is worthy of getting to know the amazing people that they are. I am just asking everyone to respect my effort to build this into something more then a brief fling. The lack of introductions is not at all a personal attack towards anyone, it is just me protecting my heart.

A Brief History in Dating.

So I am blissfully infatuated with my new friend. I love this part of a budding romance where you can not find one flaw with the other. I know it may end at any moment, but I will enjoy this part of the ride as long as I possibly can. I did ask him what he would like his fake name to be, but he hasn't come up with anything. He did say Joseph, but considering that is one of my parents' name's, I just could not let him use it, that would just be weird. So for now, I think I will refer to him as Mr. Wonderful, Mr. Big is already taken.

Anyone that really knows me is very aware that I have made probably the worst choices in men. I know that I am not alone in these bad decisions, there are tons of women (and men) out there that have not chosen wisely when it comes dating and relationships. I have had, what I consider, two actual boyfriends, the others where just fillers along the way to terrible relationships.

My first "real love" was a guy that I had meet when I turned 21. His name was Mike. He was ten years older then me, and he spoiled me rotten. I was a trophy for him. He was a god to me. Alas, his drugs got in the way, and one day, he was not the same man that I worshiped. I grew up, he went to jail. I did recently reconnect with him, and it was a total disaster. My second was Josh, and I don't think I ever really loved him. I think I loved the idea of loving him. As Sophie has pointed out recently, he was my soul mate. Not in the happily ever after kind of fairly tale way, but in the if I had not gone through the torture of him, I would not be the strong, wonderful person I am today, kind of way. The amount of personal growth he set in motion for me is astounding. He was abusive in every sense of the word. He turned me into a statistic, just another number in the battered woman charts.

Those two men where my Achilles Tendons at the time. Now they are minor scars that, on occasion, remind me that I have to work on my strength and flexibility so I never have to deal with that kind of injury again. Which brings me back to Mr. Wonderful. He is the total opposite of everything I have been attracted to in my past. He has a job, a car, a sense of humor, and is completely open and honest about himself. There is none of that silly mind trip, game play with him. I have been enjoying getting to know him, and it is so adult and mature and refreshing. I actually like to be around him, and I like being nice to him. That is just so out of character for me.

To All My Friends

I want to take this world wide, that is my plan. In order to do this, I need to get this Blog out there. To all my friends, Flinx, Angel, Sophie, Lucy, Stacy, Walt, and other people I don't have fake names for yet, I ask you to pass this link around, to the point that people think they are getting spam mail, and they start seriously missing the days of telemarketers at dinner time. And by the way thanks to all of you for playing along with picking out your names.

On another note, that guy I have been seeing is awesome. It seems silly to write about it because all of you that read this have been hearing me gushing for three weeks now, and I'm sure you are getting sick of it. Now let someone else be bothered (or amused) by my insane acts of infatuation, and pass this around.

True Friends

Note to my followers:

Names have been changed to protect what little reputation the people I know have.

So today was Sophie's Birthday. She is either 36 or 37, she cannot remember. Apparently, in her world, knowing your own age, is irrelevant. Anyways, we have a tradition, that on our birthdays, we try to go to the Olympus Day Spa for an afternoon. So this morning, Sophie, Lucy, and I, got up and headed out to fulfil the tradition.

For those of you that have never heard of this place, all I can say is, it is a part of heaven on earth. It is a Korean style, women's only, day spa with different temperature hot tubs, and heated rooms, heated floors. It is the ultimate escape for a woman to just lounge around, forget about life, and focus on your personal self. You can get body scrubs and massage, all types of spa treatments, if you so desire. If I have not sold you on this heaven, then this will......YOU GET TO WALK AROUND NAKED!! Yep, ladies, butt ass naked. There are areas where have to wear a robe, but leave your issues at the door and join the fun.

I am not going to lie, but part of the draw to this place is all the nakedness. This may sound like a self -help or Lifetime Movie moment, but, I love seeing beautiful women in all shapes and sizes, walking around with enough confidence to be naked in front of friends and strangers. You get to know each other right away, you all have a common naked bond. And watching the little old Korean women pain-staking scrub and wash and scrub and wash their skin, is amazing. These women are community that do not seem to have any problem grabbing a scrub brush and washing the back of the lady next to them.

Well Sophie and I have been there quite a few times, but have never tried the sit down and scrub method that the Korean women try. Every once in a while, you see a non-Korean women getting in on the experience, and the times I did, I always thought, wow they are brave. Well today Sophie and I were brave. While Lucy was getting her body scrub (which will have to be a hole other post to explain that one), we tried our hand at washing each others backs, just like the Korean women. Now if that is not true friendship, then I don't know what is.

Today just topped of an already amazing weekend.

Dating Weekend

I have had a busy weekend. I went out on two dates. That's right, two. Friday I meet the son from "Confession Time". He was good looking, and it was a very long evening. That is about it on that one. It is too bad to, his mom seemed great. Then today I meet Bachelor #2. He was good looking, and a real gentleman. He opened doors, paid for lunch, and the conversation was fun and light-hearted. He even went shoe shopping with me, that was defiantly a shocker. When I jokingly asked him if he wanted to go, and he said yes, I think I looked around for Candid Camera. I was not expecting that answer. I guess I am just that awesome, and he didn't want the date to end.

Confession Time

Confession Time. I admit that I think online dating is for losers, I also admit that I have tried it, recently in fact. I guess that makes me a loser.
So the story goes like this....
I had been sick for the last three days. Home bound and feeling sorry for myself, I see a match.com commercial which says something about the beginning, so I hop online, set myself up an account and get a 7 day free trial. Within minutes of signing up, I receive my first wink. I open the profile and realize that I think I know this guy. He wants pictures, which are being approved, so are not yet posted. I write back telling him that I think know him and he looks very familiar to me. We go back and forth a couple of emails, and I am starting to wonder if he even remembers me. So I send him an email telling him how I know him, thinking maybe it will jar his memory. This is the actual email from me.

I think I have meet you before. And if you are the person I think you are, we meet when you where building a house, had a brief but passionate (or drunken, what ever you want to call it) affair and then went separate ways. If I was not you, then you have a twin, and his name was Bryan.


This is what I received in return:

Confession time
This is Bryan`s mom. I am sorry for leading you astray and I`m really sorry if Bryan hurt you. I just want him to find his soul mate. He really is a shy man when it comes to relationships. But I can see that he`s lonely. He needs a girl in his life to share activities. I truly don`t know if he is who you`re thinking of because he does not share his thoughts with me. He does not know that I wrote to you and I should be ashamed of myself for doing so but I worry about him. I really, really want for him to be happy. He just needs a little push. If you can forgive me and if there still is some feelings for him then please call him. He is worth it. He`s a wonderful man when you really get to know him. You just have to push him along for awhile. I`m sorry if I hurt your feelings.

Needles to say, I am so embarrassed that all I could do is laugh.

Follow Me

I need more followers. Not to join a cult and drink the cool aid or anything like that. But, if my sister is the only on that is going to read this, that just seems a little sad. I wonder how I can get people reading this? Maybe I should start doing more research. I am sure I am not the only person in my situation, there must be others? I guess I will have to venture far into cyber land, or web country, or what ever you call it out there, for others like me. If I don't make it back, I want everyone to know that I was doing this for the greater good of my self and not any of you, because, lets face it, blogs are all about benefiting the person that is writing them.

Still working on my cooking skills

I tried to cook a curry soup tonight. It was not good. That is all I have to say about that.

Bodies Exhibition

So I went to the Bodies Exhibition this weekend. It was amazing, yet a little bit morbid. Not only is the human body on display, but who ever got to do the....craving for lack of better words....was an artist. The way the layers of the body where displayed was amazing. They had section that showed human growth in stages form one week and up. It was interesting. The babies have little eyes at like 5-6 weeks, you can see a person. That was a little bit hard to look. And, most all of the full body displays where men...yep, penis and all. For those of you thinking it...I know you are out there...they were not that big.

I was totally overwhelmed by the city. There was so much to see and do and eat. Living in this small ass town makes me forget that I have options. I really need to get back out and see the world. A day trip to Seattle is better then going to Walmart in town any day. There is actually culture beyond what you see around here. Everyone looks different in the city too. In Small towns, everyone starts to blend after awhile.

Whatever

So I guess blogging is nothing like face book, at least my sister says so. And she wants to comment on things that I write, most likely in a smart ass kind of way. I think this is may just be a pain in the ass, but I have set a goal and I will follow it. This is my goal. I will keep this up for one year, yes I did see Julie and Julia, and after that, who knows. One year in the life of me should be easy to keep up on. I will try to post at least once a week. And I will figure out how to set this up to take questions and comments.

Lets get this started.

Well, I hear that blogs are all the rage. People use this as some kind of outlet and then the next thing you know, a million people are reading about you, you get a book deal, then a movie...or so the fairytale goes.

After very little research and nothing better to do, I have decided to attempt a blog. If it is anything like a dear diary entry, this should be interesting, I was never very good at keeping a diary. However, my sister was always excellent at keeping journals and stuff, I know I read them, so I guess she will be my go to gal for blogging questions.

I am a single 30-something women trying to figure out what in the hell is going on and stumbling and laughing all the way. My goal is to put myself out there, which is scary to do, and see what happens. Almost nothing will be off limits (hey, I like to have a secret or two). I think it will be fun to see what happens when you throw yourself into cyber world just to see what happens next.

I hope you can see the humor in my life just as much as I do. It seems very "Bridget Jones", but who cares, because I did love that movie.