Saturday, February 21, 2009

Whose Your Valentine

My social life as of late has been pretty limited. Yes, I have friends, but they have lives and I am, by comparison, lame. For example, last night, Friday night, I re-organized my closet and scrubbed my bathroom. I was in bed, drooling, by midnight.

In defense, my lack of social-ness has it's advantages: I am not sick today from drinking too much last night (and I was able to get up early and go to the gym); I am not going broke from hefty bar tabs, restaurant tickets or cover charges (and in this economy, you need all the help you can get); I am not worried that I hooked up with some diseased miscreant (you know how I fear disease) who may stalk me and cause me a world of pain. I know this because I rarely go out, I just don't feel the need.

When the urge does come over me, however, I do venture beyond the shadow of my wing of the apartment. I call people, I go into the city, I have a good time. Next week I am going out for Asian cuisine with a friend. Next month I am snow-shoeing for breast cancer, which sounds like so much fun. Not the cancer, but the snow-shoeing, I have never been.

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

I feel So Dirty

I just pulled my first "You have kids now? That. Is. So. Great. On a high school friend of mine.

I feel so dirty.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Beggars and Choosers

I was at my parent's house for my mom's birthday dinner. We were all there, LLS, LLSP, Youngest, Baby Daddy, Weston, Sue and Charlie, Dad, etc. And we are laughing and eating and joking and I make a comment about dating and not wanting to waste my time on "filler" guys (people you date to fill the time, they don't put in much effort, you really don't either) and Youngest actually says the phrase, "beggars can't be choosers." Oh Hell No!

One: I have never had to beg for anything in my life.

Two: If I wanted to date, I would.

Three: Why waste my time on someone who isn't worth it.

Four: I am choosy for a reason, the pickings are slim out there if you hadn't noticed.

Five: I will not take dating/love/relationship advice from a 23 year old who...I am not even going to go there, I am far too mature.

When I want to date, I will.

When/If I want to have children, I will.

When I find the time to kick Youngest's ass for the comment, I will. Swiftly and severely, I am freakishly strong.