Monday, September 21, 2009

I haven't forgotten you...

Hello my lovely readers,

No, I have not forgotten about this blog. I am not crazy busy or crazy in love and neglecting this humorous outpost. I have not become bored of it or decided it wasn't a good idea. I love "In the City".

I'm just not dating. :-p

Summer in NYC is notorious for being a non-meeting people season. Everyone is traveling, it is too hot some nights to care about how you look....these are partially excuses, but I don't know what else to say. It is mid-September so there are a couple of good dating months ahead until we get too close to the holidays.

I'm working on meeting people and I'll keep you posted as the dates occur, until then, if you know anyone you think I'd like or would provide good material for the blog, please feel free to send him my way.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Summer Wedding Hookup Surprise

I went to an out of town wedding in June by myself. I was invited plus-one but didn't have anyone to bring and all my girlfriends said it was the perfect opportunity to meet someone and have some wedding hookup fun. Some people reason, this is the beauty of wedding season; the chance of finding someone special, or at least hang out for a night with someone fun.

I didn't seek anyone out and at the reception realized it was more fun hanging with college friends, the bridesmaids, and the bride and groom then a random guy. But, when all was over and we went back to the hotel, I was still pretty energized and not ready to go up to my king size bed quite yet.

I went to the hotel bar where there was an unofficial post-party going on. A few drinks later, one of the bride's friends from high school was not in a position to drive home and okay...we had been flirting while drinking. I tried to send him to share a room with another guy, but you can imagine how that worked out.

Needless to say, we ended up in my room and fooled around a bit. That is all. Kind of.

When I got up later and looked in the mirror I realized I had a little surprise from my new friend. A hickey!!!!

Yes, like the high school style makeout mark. To be fair, I realized when it happened and steered the situation elsewhere, but once you realize it, it is too late. And of course, this is June, so there were no turtlenecks to cover my embarrassment. It wasn't a huge hickey and I had some collared shirts to wear to work, so no one was the wiser.

I have laughed about this so much because it is just plain embarrassing and funny. The bride enjoyed the story as well, even though I feel bad it was her old friend. I vow to be more careful the next wedding I go to!!!!

And I must say, I disagree with the quote from Grease: "A hickie from Kenickie is like a Hallmark card, when you only care enough to send the very best! " Care in a different way, without the love bite!!!

Thursday, August 13, 2009


So remember how triumphant I felt the other day? When I met a guy and totally went for it?

Yeah, that didn't really work out as well as I had hoped. Below is a quick timeline of our "communication".

Met Saturday late afternoon, hung out until 11:30 pm
Me- texted him Sat night so he had my number
Him- texted back Sun around 12:30pm, I replied
Me- called him Mon night
*Only did this for two reasons, normally, I make the guy call me. But, when he gave me his number he said "Here is my number so you can call me" and also, I was leaving town Thursday so I thought maybe if I called Mon, we could have drinks on Wed. Otherwise, I would have waited until Tuesday.

Never hear back from him so mentally, I give up. Not giving up on dating, just a feeling that he won't call.

Fri 3:30 (I'm at the beach) - he texts
Fri 5:30 - I reply to text saying I'm at beach
Fri 8:30 - I text again to see if he wants to make plans for this week (motivated my alcohol, oops!)

And then, never heard from him. His 4 or 5 day window between communication is up, so I'm officially declaring him uninterested and have given up.

I think one mistake I made was texting him twice on Friday, but at the same time, if he was interested, he would have responded at some point. I'm just annoyed he teased me with the Friday text. He should have just never replied after the Monday call and I would have gotten the message.

Oh well- it is summer and people don't really date in New York in the summer because they're at the Jersey Shore/Hamptons/other beaches and it is too hot to mingle.

I'm just going to review my dating book this month and get ready for dating in September!

Monday, August 3, 2009

A Request

I have a prayer request for you all.

One of my co-workers is 9 months pregnant, due next week and her father passed away on Saturday after losing his battle to cancer.

She is checking with her doctor to see if she can make it down to GA from NY for the funeral. It is a lot of stress and sorrow right now, both with the passing of her father and the logistics of if she can travel.

So I just ask you to keep her in your prayers, for strength to get through a difficult time and to make it through to the positive, with the birth of her little girl soon.


I Came, I Saw, I Conquered

Okay...not quite conquered, but I saw a cute guy, talked to him, and ending up hanging out with him for 4 hours (with my girlfriends) and got his number.

Let me start at the beginning. 5 of us girls went out to Governor's Island on Saturday to hang out in the park to read magazines and snuck beers out there as well. Then, we headed over to Water Taxi Beach, which is a beach style bar on the same island, with a view of the tip of Manhattan. Gorgeous weather, super fun day. It was already a great Saturday.

While snacking on hot dogs and margaritas, I spied a cute guy. He was alone, tall, and just seemed nice. I've been craving dating again after a few months off and I had enough alcohol in me to give me a little courage. After all, my last official date was the one with the chaperone.

So, I had a wingwoman and I went for it. We chatted for a bit on the beach, took the ferry back to the city, then took the subway to another super fun outdoor bar.

By 11:30, I had his number and had kissed him once. It was good.

I was proud of myself; I saw a guy, I went for it, and was totally myself; we had a good night.

On the flip side, I had a lot to drink and he seems really shy, but hopefully more will come of this. Until then, I have the high of feeling like I'm back in the dating pool. We've texted a little and hopefully we'll make plans this week.

I'll keep you posted...

Friday, July 17, 2009

Fuming Friday- The EX

I hate that my ex boyfriend still gets under my skin.

Whether it is his occasional facebook update or a memory I have of him, sometimes I'm sad and sometimes I'm angry. But overall, I'm unhappy with myself for letting it bother me.

He was my first love and for a while, I thought he was the one. So....there were some strong feelings that are tough to overcome, but it is getting close to a year since we broke up and I just wish I could forget about him and not care.

I guess I'm fuming at myself this week, but don't worry, I'm not beating myself up too much. Just recognizing that the situation bothers me should help.

The other thing that would help is dating someone new! But alas, summer in the city is not the time to date- weekends everyone flees to the beach or the suburbs for weddings. That's partly why stories have been scarce- I have a few more up my sleeve and then fall will bring more dating fun!

Friday, July 10, 2009

Funny Friday

I am T-minus 6 work days until I'm on vacation, so I am in a great mood and thought I'd mix it up and call today Funny Friday.

Last summer my boyfriend and I were driving out to the Hamptons and chatting in the car. We were talking about movies and books and he goes:

"they should have something like Netflix, but for books"

My reply:

"they do, it is called the library."

He wasn't a dumb guy, just every now and then said something that was bordered on dumb.

We both laughed then and many times later when we remembered the story. I now know there is an online book rental company, but it is not as efficient as Netflix, and the moral of the story is that the library is the original Netflix.

Happy Friday!