I don't usually do this....

I don't usually do pop culture commentary simply because my love for inane, entertainment "news" (for lack of a better word) is pretty sacred. However, the uproar about Khl.oe Kar.dashian's "marriage" to La.mar Od.om following their one-month courtship, leaves me with a question....

When did YOU know? Let me explain....

Here is how I operate. I don't do casual dating. I'm way too emotional and have way too many intricacies to invest time in someone who isn't going to make it. So if we are dating, then assume that I could potentially see myself spending my life with you. At whatever point I think that we aren't going to work out in the long-run then we break up.

What is the tie-in?

I don't believe that the Kar.dashians operate in a real world so don't think that I'm directly making a statement abt Kh.loe's marriage. However, it has taken me less than a month to have the "I could spend my life with this person" thought.

From what I can tell most of my readers are in a relationship, engaged, married, cut-buddies, or happily single. So this should be interesting.

How long did it take for you to get a "forever" feeling about your significant other?

Thoughts of a MOH

I'm writing a more thoughtful, heartfelt piece on my sentiments about my podmate's wedding and the journey of a maid of honor. However, I did want to at least post a summary today of what the process has been like for me, thus far.



The single thought that I've maintained since May 21, 2008 is:



"Please Lord, do not let me suck."



Ah...I'm sure you thought it would be something deep...nope...that's it. The summation of my every action since last may is linked to that one thought.

I realized that I think I feel more strongly about my podmate having a "perfect" wedding, in her eyes, more than she might actually want for herself. Having said that I think that this entire experience has been more educational than anything else.

I'll have more to share in the coming days......

Why Don't You Just Know????

Time after time I watch interviews in which prominent business women express the same sentiment about what they want from their men. The statement that resounds is: "I make all of the decisions when I'm at work and when I come home I just want someone that can take the lead."

Now while, I won't even pretend to be in the league with these women (yet) I often times have the exact same feeling. I spend all day working too hard, making too many decisions, and schlepping the stress thrown on my shoulders. So when I'm in my down time I don't want to think. I can clearly tell you what I don't want to do...but I'm hard-pressed to plan what I do want to do.

I want you to know what I want without me having to tell you. Don't even get me started on my 'needs' that is in a whole other category.

Case in point, I'm getting sick. I can feel it. My neck is aching. I'm tired after standing for more than 15 minutes. When I'm in bed I'm thinking about being deeper in the covers. When I'm out of bed I'm plotting on how I can get through activities just to be able to crawl back in the bed.

When I get sick, it's cataclysmic. There is no casual sickness. I do drama full-out. Walking pneumonia, mono, strep...you name it. "Go hard or go home" is the mantra and I do not fall short.

If you have drawn the "other half" ticket. I'm sorry for you. I need coddling, head rubs, and a silent agreement to watch whatever I want to watch. I need you to look past my horrid, "Independence Day alien creature" exo-skeleton and commit to your inner Florence Nightingale. (Sidenote: I completely return the favor...this is not a one-sided thing.....I can/will take care of you....Just do not get sick when I get sick....it's my time and I'm not sharing)

Here's the rub, I can't bring myself to say I need attention. It completely negates the special feeling. So....yes....I want you to know what I want and need without me having to say it.

And yes...I will get mad if you can't read my mind.


(I'm sorry)

Longing

At one of the brokest points in my adult working life I have developed an insatiable travel bug.

My short-term goals for this year:

DC
ATL
NYC

My long term goals (between now and next summer):

Cayman
JA
Chicago


Jesus be a payroll check, deposit slip, and a passport stamp I'm ready to explore.

Ramblings, Pt 2

Wow....usually I don't have enough randomness for 2 "rambling" posts in one week....I guess this week is the exception.


1. I'm tired.

2. I love you Shonda...truly I do...but Grey's needn't be any longer than 90 minutes. Ever.

3. I hate how I turn on my trashy tv once the "real shows" return. RHOA couldn't hold a candle to Grey's last night.

4. Everyone in the office wore a sports team shirt today. I realized I don't own one and if I did I probably wouldn't wear it.

5. I've realized that I'd like to go back to school, but purely for networking reasons.

6. I don't broadcast the fact that I can cook, in fact, truth be told I prefer to broadcast the things that I can't cook. I am the resident "bringer of" drinks, alcohol, paper products, etc. That doesn't actually bother me at all. However, if Sweets hated my food I think I'd be hurt. What a conundrum.

7. The only shows that I would watch repeatedly on DVD are British shows/comedies: Hustle, Keeping Up Appearances, Are you being Served, and MI-5. Nothing else holds on my attention on DVD, however, I will watch re-runs all day.

that is all.....Have a great weekend.

Exhale

Taking a break, even if it's just for 24 hours, is a wonderful thing. I feel fantastically rested and ready to conquer the world.

Note to self: Listen to the blog readers!

Riddle Me This....

I'm looking at Pepsi machines with debit card swipe machines attached and my brain starts spinning....

1. Did we even have debit cards in high school?

2.Sweets finds that hilarious, but folks had pagers not cell phones in high school.
Code: 143 (I love u)
Code:123(I miss u)
Code: 07734 (hello)

3. Wi-fi??? Ummm AOL dial-up was key.

4. Ipod??? No, Discman with anti-skip (and extra double A batteries).

5. I don't remember seeing any student bring a laptop computer to high school....ever.

LOL hmmm....so much has changed so quickly.