A while back, I was talking to a friend, and I had asked him if he read my blog. At the time, I was mostly curious to know if he had read it, because, he was the guy that I had met at the grocery with my kids in tow. His response to me was, "Guys don't read blogs." I don't believe that to be completely true. But I think I would change that statement to, MOST guys don't read blogs. Or actually I think it is more like, most guys don't read blogs about middle aged divorced women who are back in the dating field, (and keep screwing up.)
But the funny thing is, every once in a while, some guy makes it known to me that they do read it.
I was visiting with a friend tonight, and her husband brought it to my attention that his wife shares EVERYTHING with him. (I remember those days, laying in bed with my husband, and talking about eveything and everyone. That one special person, that you could confide everything in. I do miss that.) I don't remember excactly what he said, but something about how I was inappropriate or something.
I'm sure this was brought on, by the fact that as I was walking into his house, I was mentioning to my other friend, who was with me, that turkeys don't have a penis. They just have a sperm sack that they rub on the female. (A fact I just learned around Thanksgiving time, thanks to my friend Aubrey. She is so smart, that one.) I swear there was a NON-dirty reason we were having this conversation, but that is another story. Anyway, he made a comment about how he read my blog, I think his wife makes him read it, actually, but still, I got a little excited. Then he started making fun of me, about how I give up online dating and then go back to it. I told him, I had given it up for good, but still have a few unshared stories that I have saved for when I feel the need to blog, yet have nothing to actually blog about. Which seems to be the story of my life lately.
After I left, I started to think about some of the absurd things I blog about. Men who read this, must think I am CRAZY, but let me just say, there are so many woman out there, that think just like me. I am just willing to admit all the craziness that happens. Wether, it's my hopes, dreams, fears, doubts, or stupid mistakes, I am willing to share them all. You get what you see, with me.
Someone once asked me, "What if someone you are dating reads your blog?"
Well, I guess he would know what he is instore for, and if he can't handle my blog, then he shouldn't date me in the first place. But let me remind you, I did not blog about the last relationship, while I was in it.
My blog could be very useful to a guy who actually wanted to date me, assuming that there is anyone left who wants to. If a guy wasn't sure about how to take me, or if certin things were ok to try or do on a date, he could just refer to the blog.
Here are some examples-
Q: What should I wear on a date with her? (And yes, I know some guys who think about this.)
A: Well, if you want to make me swoon, a comfy red t-shirt, jeans, thongs, and if it's cool out, a hoodie.
(and when I say thongs, I don't mean the kind that goes up you butt crack, I'm talking between your toes!)
But, really, anything casual works. I do love to get dressed up on Sundays, for church, and that's about
it.
Q: Would she enjoy ballroom dancing on our date.
A: HELL to the NO!
Q: I know she likes me, should I hold her hand in public?
A: YES! If you don't want people to know you are dating me, then, don't date me. Simple.
Q: I know she likes me and I like her, should I kiss her?
A: What are you waiting for?
Q: Does this girl know that she offers up TMI?
A: Yes, I know, and I am almost sorry... but not really.
Oh, one more thing, if you have ever wondered, what happened to the guy that I met in the grocery store, refer back to the first sentence of the blog.
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