(Originally posted to my MySpace page on July 21, 2007.)
Happy Anniversary to me, Happy Anniversary to me, Happy Anniversary to me, Happy Anniversary to me! Whew - what an interesting 11 years it's been. This summer marks my 11th year in the dating world. As you all know, God has not yet disclosed which lucky man is going to be 'The One' for me. I'm cool with that...for now, because I know that the big reveal is coming really, really, really (yes three!) soon.
Although I'm not yet eligible to be a contestant on The Newlywed Game, I have compiled my fair share of witty answers to the queries dating brings. Women of the world, listen up; I'm about to share something that I know for sure.
When it's dealt, pay extra special attention to the deuce of spades. For those of you that dabble in the great card game Spades, you know that that card is the third best thing to have in your hand. You know - joker, joker, deuce. But I'm not talking about a card, I'm talking about a man - someone to have around as your third best thing. If you're at the same point in life as me, your first best thing slot is still unoccupied. Your second best slot may or may not be assigned; I consider this thing to be the one who you were oh-so-close to taking the plunge with (or at least discussing it a minimum of once, even if you both were drunk). But your deuce of spades, your third best thing, needs to be allocated to someone from your past immediately, if you haven't done so already.
The main purpose of your deuce of spades is to play the role of boyfriend (I prefer without benefits, but do as you please) when you're between boyfriends. I've found that it's healthy to talk to deuce about two or three times a week and to see him about once or twice a month. Phone and/or text conversations are somewhere in between "How's it going?" and "What's the meaning of life?". Face-to-face interactions shouldn't take place at your pad or his, but rather in a fun environment (preferably with alcohol available) that forces each to be amicable, but also allows for the occasional round of grab-ass.
I love my deuce of spades to death and can't imagine giving him up. I've been single for over a year and he consistently fills the void I sometimes feel. I'm lucky enough to have a handful of fantastic female friends, but nothing beats the sound of a man on the other end of the phone - asking "How was your day?" or "How do you feel about my **** and your ***** becoming reacquainted?", ahhhhhh...pure bliss! :)
So ladies, just as you pay special attention to the deuce of spades when it's dealt in a card game, pay even more attention to it when it's dealt in your dating game. Hold him close, but not too close and don't let him go until the identity of the first best thing is divulged.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
The Alchemist
(Originally written and posted to my Facebook page on May 30, 2011.)
Wow! Awhile back, a dear friend posted about the awesomeness of The Alchemist. Anxious to try out my local library system's ebook check-out procedure, I put my name on the waiting list for it. What a gem it's turning out to be! I'm not even done reading it yet and am totally in love with it. To make it even better, I found out that a dear friend is also reading it at the exact same time I am! It's even inspired my next tattoo - maktub (look it up!).
I want to take the time to share some of my fave quotes with you. Enjoy!
"I'm alive," he said to the boy, as they ate a bunch of dates one night, with no fires and no moon. "When I'm eating, that's all I think about. If I'm on the march, I just concentrate on marching. If I have to fight, it will be just as good a day to die as any other. Because I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man. You'll see there is life in the desert, that there are stars in the heavens, and that tribesmen fight because they are part of the human race. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival because life is the moment we're living right now."
"I'm going away," he said. "And I want you to know that I'm coming back. I love you because..." "Don't say anything," Fatima interrupted. "One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving." But the boy continued, "I had a dream, and I met with a king. I sold crystal and crossed the desert. And, because the tribes declared war, I went to the well, seeking the alchemist. So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you."
Wow! Awhile back, a dear friend posted about the awesomeness of The Alchemist. Anxious to try out my local library system's ebook check-out procedure, I put my name on the waiting list for it. What a gem it's turning out to be! I'm not even done reading it yet and am totally in love with it. To make it even better, I found out that a dear friend is also reading it at the exact same time I am! It's even inspired my next tattoo - maktub (look it up!).
I want to take the time to share some of my fave quotes with you. Enjoy!
"I'm alive," he said to the boy, as they ate a bunch of dates one night, with no fires and no moon. "When I'm eating, that's all I think about. If I'm on the march, I just concentrate on marching. If I have to fight, it will be just as good a day to die as any other. Because I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man. You'll see there is life in the desert, that there are stars in the heavens, and that tribesmen fight because they are part of the human race. Life will be a party for you, a grand festival because life is the moment we're living right now."
"I'm going away," he said. "And I want you to know that I'm coming back. I love you because..." "Don't say anything," Fatima interrupted. "One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving." But the boy continued, "I had a dream, and I met with a king. I sold crystal and crossed the desert. And, because the tribes declared war, I went to the well, seeking the alchemist. So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you."
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Bittersweet
I can't get enough of Adele's 'Someone Like You'. Especially...
"Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?"
Ooooohhhh, that last line. Whew.
It's funny how your memory works. (Like, you know your mama whooped you as a child, but you can't remember the pain.) Memories of men gone by are vague. Maybe it's because of that or maybe it's because I was one of the lucky ones and never experienced it in the first place - either way, I have no memory of something as bittersweet as this very moment.
He came into my life for an extremely clear (to me) reason; for that I'll forever be grateful. While I tip my hat to my creator for packaging my saving grace from the most horrible dating situation of my life in such a yummy and mentally-stimulating way...it still tastes so unbelievably bittersweet.
Why couldn’t he at least stay for a season? (If I had it my way, he would stay for a lifetime).
Okay, I get the fact that his purpose was to show me that there are still wonderful men out there and I didn’t have to settle for what the previous one was offering. Knowing that is sweet, so sweet.
But the bitter comes in because of just how wonderful he is. He’s what dreams are made of. Oh why can’t my dreams become a reality?
Hmmm, maybe there's hope for that after all. Adele continues...
"Nevermind I'll find someone like you..."
And I will; no doubt about it.
Perhaps this doesn't taste bittersweet at all. Maybe it's neutral; a palate-cleanser, like pickled ginger on a plate of sushi. I guess I have no choice but to sit back and wait for the next course.
"Nothing compares, no worries or cares
Regrets and mistakes, they're memories made
Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?"
Ooooohhhh, that last line. Whew.
It's funny how your memory works. (Like, you know your mama whooped you as a child, but you can't remember the pain.) Memories of men gone by are vague. Maybe it's because of that or maybe it's because I was one of the lucky ones and never experienced it in the first place - either way, I have no memory of something as bittersweet as this very moment.
He came into my life for an extremely clear (to me) reason; for that I'll forever be grateful. While I tip my hat to my creator for packaging my saving grace from the most horrible dating situation of my life in such a yummy and mentally-stimulating way...it still tastes so unbelievably bittersweet.
Why couldn’t he at least stay for a season? (If I had it my way, he would stay for a lifetime).
Okay, I get the fact that his purpose was to show me that there are still wonderful men out there and I didn’t have to settle for what the previous one was offering. Knowing that is sweet, so sweet.
But the bitter comes in because of just how wonderful he is. He’s what dreams are made of. Oh why can’t my dreams become a reality?
Hmmm, maybe there's hope for that after all. Adele continues...
"Nevermind I'll find someone like you..."
And I will; no doubt about it.
Perhaps this doesn't taste bittersweet at all. Maybe it's neutral; a palate-cleanser, like pickled ginger on a plate of sushi. I guess I have no choice but to sit back and wait for the next course.
Friday, October 14, 2011
For you, on your birthday
Today you are 40.
But to me, you are also so much more.
You're quite possibly the most covertly-funny man I've ever met. I already laugh a lot, but the amount was substantially boosted during every conversation with you. You're funny in a natural, rather than "Hey, let me tell you a joke!", kind of way. I wish you a lifetime of laughter.
You're as mentally-stimulating as one person can possibly be. You caused and even encouraged me to consider multiple points of view and deeply reflect on various aspects of life. But none of that beat the task of comparing and contrasting the Booty Warrior news clip to the corresponding Boondocks episode. I'm certainly a better person because of that. I wish you a lifetime of experiences and conversations that also stimulate your mind.
You're (in the words of Roald Dahl) scrumpdiddlyumptious! From the top of your bald head, to your sock-clad feet, and everything in between - my only reaction is "Yes, please." I try to keep this blog as PG-13 as possible, so let's just stop there. I wish you a lifetime as the recipient of second glances.
You're a model member of your fraternity. You also believe that we should work much harder than we play. You're active with the organization, but not to the point that it completely overtakes your life. You also are the type of member that supports neighboring chapters, even if they are not directly related to your own. I wish you a lifetime of reflections on and appreciations of the events at Thirkield Hall 100 years ago.
You're one of the smartest men I know. Two Masters degrees alone doesn't make you so, even if one is from NATS. The way you consistently apply that gained knowledge to the world around you is certainly a treat to witness. I wish you a lifetime of getting the answer to Final Jeopardy correct.
You're also dependable, driven, and kind. But I'll bring this to a close. Heck, there's a good chance your (beautiful) eyes may never even read these words. Besides, this is not anything you don't already know.
Happy Birthday...and many more.
But to me, you are also so much more.
You're quite possibly the most covertly-funny man I've ever met. I already laugh a lot, but the amount was substantially boosted during every conversation with you. You're funny in a natural, rather than "Hey, let me tell you a joke!", kind of way. I wish you a lifetime of laughter.
You're as mentally-stimulating as one person can possibly be. You caused and even encouraged me to consider multiple points of view and deeply reflect on various aspects of life. But none of that beat the task of comparing and contrasting the Booty Warrior news clip to the corresponding Boondocks episode. I'm certainly a better person because of that. I wish you a lifetime of experiences and conversations that also stimulate your mind.
You're (in the words of Roald Dahl) scrumpdiddlyumptious! From the top of your bald head, to your sock-clad feet, and everything in between - my only reaction is "Yes, please." I try to keep this blog as PG-13 as possible, so let's just stop there. I wish you a lifetime as the recipient of second glances.
You're a model member of your fraternity. You also believe that we should work much harder than we play. You're active with the organization, but not to the point that it completely overtakes your life. You also are the type of member that supports neighboring chapters, even if they are not directly related to your own. I wish you a lifetime of reflections on and appreciations of the events at Thirkield Hall 100 years ago.
You're one of the smartest men I know. Two Masters degrees alone doesn't make you so, even if one is from NATS. The way you consistently apply that gained knowledge to the world around you is certainly a treat to witness. I wish you a lifetime of getting the answer to Final Jeopardy correct.
You're also dependable, driven, and kind. But I'll bring this to a close. Heck, there's a good chance your (beautiful) eyes may never even read these words. Besides, this is not anything you don't already know.
Happy Birthday...and many more.
Monday, September 5, 2011
My Favorite Things - Pt. II
It's been almost 4 years since my last 'Favorite Things' post. All of the things on the original list are still relevant, but I think it's time to add some more.
1. Finding/booking travel deals
I've become semi-obsessed with finding (and booking!) the best travel deals ever in life. I'm headed to Playa del Carmen next week and secured my best deal yet! We're paying $522 total for a 5-day/4-night stay at an all-inclusive that consistently garners excellent reviews. We usually pay around $750 for the same time span and I always thought those were great deals!
2. Traveling
I guess this is sort of similar to #1. The trip to Playa will be my fourth major vacay just this year. I went to Jamaica (by myself!) in February, Cancun in April, and Puerto Rico in July. I can get used to this plan of traveling every other month. I also went to Savannah on three separate occasions this year, and to Nashville and Ohio one time each.
3. Apple products
The iPad is now my fave invention. But I also love the simplicity of Apple computers and their native software programs (Garage Band, iMovie, iPhoto, etc.). AND I'm currently still using my horrible cell (even after the contract ran out) as I eagerly await the arrival of the iPhone 5. Yes, I'm finally moving into the world of smart phones!
4. In-town living
For the past 3 years, I've lived in a trendy, in-town neighborhood. Rarely do I have to get on the highway. I can walk to so many places (but often choose not to - it's hot). The best part is that I'm only 3 blocks from a major park here in this awesome city. I mentioned hanging out in that park in my original Favorite Things list. I don't think I could ever go back to living in the 'burbs.
5. Yoga
I just made the decision to not renew my gym membership. I only used it for the yoga classes and figured there were other options out there - including doing yoga at home. Ha ha; I'm not disciplined enough to do anything at home. I'll most likely begin a new membership agreement at my old gym and resume yoga classes there. My favorite things about yoga - the room is so quiet and aches, minor pains, and extra pounds are stretched away.
6. Bacon
I'm really, really close to becoming a vegetarian. I went a whole month without meat earlier this year and the frozen meals I buy for lunch during the work week are vegetarian (and sometimes vegan). But, I can't shake my love for bacon. I prefer to eat it every day, but try to limit it to 3 - 4 times a week.
7. Crab legs
Not only do I love crab legs, but I also love how Kroger (and Publix, I recently heard) steams them for you with a liberal amount of Old Bay seasoning! I hate how they take so long to eat, but once you crack them open and get to that tasty meat...OMG!
8. Babies
I've managed to keep my maternal side at bay for a really long time. But I do have to admit that I love, love babies! I love the way they smell, how peaceful they look while sleeping, their innocence. There's no doubt in my mind that I'll have a baby of my own one day. I still feel no need to rush that.
9. Blogs
My day isn't complete without reading several blogs. Some are serious - http://blogs.ajc.com/get-schooled-blog/about/, some are quite gossipy - http://sandrarose.com/, some are educational - http://sandrarose.com/, some are inspirational - http://www.jamaicamyway.com/. I love to read what everyday people write. We all have something to say!
10. Jamaica
So this at least indirectly relates to numbers 1, 2, and 9 above. The country has mesmerized me since my first trip in 2005. Like the commercial says, "Once you go, you know." But exactly a year ago, I learned that my great-grandmother's family was from Jamaica. Hmmmmm; that may explain some things.
I just realized I can go on and on and on. Simply put, I love so many things in life. I make conscious efforts to surround myself with the things (and people!) I love. I may have 6 years left on the face of Earth or 60 - that's up to Him. But what's up to me is living it to the fullest and enjoying every single vacation and piece of bacon that comes my way.
1. Finding/booking travel deals
I've become semi-obsessed with finding (and booking!) the best travel deals ever in life. I'm headed to Playa del Carmen next week and secured my best deal yet! We're paying $522 total for a 5-day/4-night stay at an all-inclusive that consistently garners excellent reviews. We usually pay around $750 for the same time span and I always thought those were great deals!
2. Traveling
I guess this is sort of similar to #1. The trip to Playa will be my fourth major vacay just this year. I went to Jamaica (by myself!) in February, Cancun in April, and Puerto Rico in July. I can get used to this plan of traveling every other month. I also went to Savannah on three separate occasions this year, and to Nashville and Ohio one time each.
3. Apple products
The iPad is now my fave invention. But I also love the simplicity of Apple computers and their native software programs (Garage Band, iMovie, iPhoto, etc.). AND I'm currently still using my horrible cell (even after the contract ran out) as I eagerly await the arrival of the iPhone 5. Yes, I'm finally moving into the world of smart phones!
4. In-town living
For the past 3 years, I've lived in a trendy, in-town neighborhood. Rarely do I have to get on the highway. I can walk to so many places (but often choose not to - it's hot). The best part is that I'm only 3 blocks from a major park here in this awesome city. I mentioned hanging out in that park in my original Favorite Things list. I don't think I could ever go back to living in the 'burbs.
5. Yoga
I just made the decision to not renew my gym membership. I only used it for the yoga classes and figured there were other options out there - including doing yoga at home. Ha ha; I'm not disciplined enough to do anything at home. I'll most likely begin a new membership agreement at my old gym and resume yoga classes there. My favorite things about yoga - the room is so quiet and aches, minor pains, and extra pounds are stretched away.
6. Bacon
I'm really, really close to becoming a vegetarian. I went a whole month without meat earlier this year and the frozen meals I buy for lunch during the work week are vegetarian (and sometimes vegan). But, I can't shake my love for bacon. I prefer to eat it every day, but try to limit it to 3 - 4 times a week.
7. Crab legs
Not only do I love crab legs, but I also love how Kroger (and Publix, I recently heard) steams them for you with a liberal amount of Old Bay seasoning! I hate how they take so long to eat, but once you crack them open and get to that tasty meat...OMG!
8. Babies
I've managed to keep my maternal side at bay for a really long time. But I do have to admit that I love, love babies! I love the way they smell, how peaceful they look while sleeping, their innocence. There's no doubt in my mind that I'll have a baby of my own one day. I still feel no need to rush that.
9. Blogs
My day isn't complete without reading several blogs. Some are serious - http://blogs.ajc.com/get-schooled-blog/about/, some are quite gossipy - http://sandrarose.com/, some are educational - http://sandrarose.com/, some are inspirational - http://www.jamaicamyway.com/. I love to read what everyday people write. We all have something to say!
10. Jamaica
So this at least indirectly relates to numbers 1, 2, and 9 above. The country has mesmerized me since my first trip in 2005. Like the commercial says, "Once you go, you know." But exactly a year ago, I learned that my great-grandmother's family was from Jamaica. Hmmmmm; that may explain some things.
I just realized I can go on and on and on. Simply put, I love so many things in life. I make conscious efforts to surround myself with the things (and people!) I love. I may have 6 years left on the face of Earth or 60 - that's up to Him. But what's up to me is living it to the fullest and enjoying every single vacation and piece of bacon that comes my way.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
The Word
While I have nothing against it, you don't have to head to church on Sunday mornings in order to hear 'the word'. Listen carefully; you may hear it from a close friend or even from a complete stranger. Words I heard from an author of a book I recently read made my world come to a screeching halt.
"With your blog, Twitter, and everything else you have going on, how do you even make time to write (more novels)?", someone asked during the Q & A portion of the event.
She giggled before proceeding.
I can't recall her exact answer, but it was quite profound. She said we all need to begin cutting people out of our lives and eliminating commitments that are keeping us away from our passions.
Regrettably, I then tuned completely out of the rest of the session. I was stuck on her words.
It annoys me when people say 'I wish there was more time in the day'. We have what we have, but how we choose to use it is entirely up to us. I immediately realized I'm halfway there. I've already cut many people out of my life. Many of them were amazing in so many ways, but were just not healthy for me. I just can't give valuable real estate to folks who aren't contributing to my health and well-being. But I have serious ground to make on the issue of allowing commitments keeping me away from my passions. Heck, I'm so busy with random tasks that I don't even know what my passions are.
A long-term commitment comes to an end next February. Normally, I'd immediately replace it with something else. But her words today were just the antidote I needed. It certainly won't happen overnight, but from here on I vow to analyze my commitments and keep only the ones that allow my life to be filled with experiences that provide fuel for my life, liberty, and my pursuit of happiness.
"With your blog, Twitter, and everything else you have going on, how do you even make time to write (more novels)?", someone asked during the Q & A portion of the event.
She giggled before proceeding.
I can't recall her exact answer, but it was quite profound. She said we all need to begin cutting people out of our lives and eliminating commitments that are keeping us away from our passions.
Regrettably, I then tuned completely out of the rest of the session. I was stuck on her words.
It annoys me when people say 'I wish there was more time in the day'. We have what we have, but how we choose to use it is entirely up to us. I immediately realized I'm halfway there. I've already cut many people out of my life. Many of them were amazing in so many ways, but were just not healthy for me. I just can't give valuable real estate to folks who aren't contributing to my health and well-being. But I have serious ground to make on the issue of allowing commitments keeping me away from my passions. Heck, I'm so busy with random tasks that I don't even know what my passions are.
A long-term commitment comes to an end next February. Normally, I'd immediately replace it with something else. But her words today were just the antidote I needed. It certainly won't happen overnight, but from here on I vow to analyze my commitments and keep only the ones that allow my life to be filled with experiences that provide fuel for my life, liberty, and my pursuit of happiness.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Best Thing I Never Had
Late last year, I crossed something off the 'Things I'd Never Do' list. I made a conscious decision to date a man who was already in a relationship.
Do I feel guilty? No. Do I regret it? No. Am I so unbelievably happy it's over? Yes.
I use the term "dating" quite loosely in this situation. He lives 3.5 hours from here; as a result, we only saw each other on 5 separate occasions. We held phone conversations quite often early on, but those fell back to 1 - 2 times a week after that.
But despite the infrequency of our face-to-face contact, he still turned out to be the 'Best Thing I Never Had'. (If you've turned on the radio at any point over the past month, you'll recognize that as the title of Beyonce's latest song.)
Yes this is a blog, but I honestly find it impossible to find the words to explain why I was drawn to this man enough to do something I previously thought I'd never do. Truthfully, I don't want to find the words. He also felt the magical connection between us and I actually like the fact that no one will be able to understand why we did what we did. "Why" actually doesn't even matter.
What does matter is that I can walk away with from this situation, a) with my head held high (and tears fully dried), and b) with the confidence that this will never happen again.
Have an honest conversation with any single Black male or female and the topic of "the ratio" will eventually come up. But even though the number of available Black men is disappointingly low, never again will I feel the need to share one. The situation is just not that dire.
You'll never hear me spew even one bad comment about him. He truly was the best thing I never had; to this day I think he's thoughtful, humorous, intellectual, kind, and unbelievably yummy.
But so am I.
Do I feel guilty? No. Do I regret it? No. Am I so unbelievably happy it's over? Yes.
I use the term "dating" quite loosely in this situation. He lives 3.5 hours from here; as a result, we only saw each other on 5 separate occasions. We held phone conversations quite often early on, but those fell back to 1 - 2 times a week after that.
But despite the infrequency of our face-to-face contact, he still turned out to be the 'Best Thing I Never Had'. (If you've turned on the radio at any point over the past month, you'll recognize that as the title of Beyonce's latest song.)
Yes this is a blog, but I honestly find it impossible to find the words to explain why I was drawn to this man enough to do something I previously thought I'd never do. Truthfully, I don't want to find the words. He also felt the magical connection between us and I actually like the fact that no one will be able to understand why we did what we did. "Why" actually doesn't even matter.
What does matter is that I can walk away with from this situation, a) with my head held high (and tears fully dried), and b) with the confidence that this will never happen again.
Have an honest conversation with any single Black male or female and the topic of "the ratio" will eventually come up. But even though the number of available Black men is disappointingly low, never again will I feel the need to share one. The situation is just not that dire.
You'll never hear me spew even one bad comment about him. He truly was the best thing I never had; to this day I think he's thoughtful, humorous, intellectual, kind, and unbelievably yummy.
But so am I.
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