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 17, 2009
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!
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!
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Housekeeping
Thursday is the new Friday this week, at least at my office, due to the 4th being on Saturday, so I thought I'd post today in lieu of Fuming Friday tomorrow.
And... this is not a complaint. This is a housekeeping note.
Due to limits to both my blog skills and the google model, I can't add a snazzy button for guest posts. So, I have set up a guest post email. Please submit your stories if you feel they should be shared. No pressure, just trying to keep it interesting.
Send your dating woes, disasters, and hilarious moments to guest.inthecity@gmail.com and look for them on the site! And I will keep you anonymous, no worries there.
T
And... this is not a complaint. This is a housekeeping note.
Due to limits to both my blog skills and the google model, I can't add a snazzy button for guest posts. So, I have set up a guest post email. Please submit your stories if you feel they should be shared. No pressure, just trying to keep it interesting.
Send your dating woes, disasters, and hilarious moments to guest.inthecity@gmail.com and look for them on the site! And I will keep you anonymous, no worries there.
T
Mortified
So obviously sleepover dates have huge potential. Potential to be awkward, potential to be romantic, and worst case scenarios, down right gross.
The 40-year-old and I did an overnight at his place one night and then the following weekend, we went to my place. No sex, just not ending the date until the AM. Oh, but there was a small difference the night we went to my place.
He and I actually didn't go on a date, I met up with him after doing BYOB dinner with my girlfriends. 8 girls, 7 bottles of wine and not enough Thai food. Yes, a great state to be in when meeting up with a guy who you are still getting to know.
Needless to say, when we went to sleep, I passed out in bed. Slept quite well and didn't wake up with a hangover. But when I woke, I was alone in bed. He moved to the couch because he said I was snoring too loudly.
OMG, how embarrassing. There is nothing dainty, girly, pretty, etc about a girl who is snoring so loudly the guy moves to the other room. I'm a bit old fashioned and think that only men snore, except, I know that I sometimes do it myself.
A friend of mine decreed this awful of him and was bothered, said it was rude. I was just so embarrassed, I didn't know how to act.
Either way, we didn't last too long, but what do you think? Was he rude or was I just a little too drunk to handle?
The 40-year-old and I did an overnight at his place one night and then the following weekend, we went to my place. No sex, just not ending the date until the AM. Oh, but there was a small difference the night we went to my place.
He and I actually didn't go on a date, I met up with him after doing BYOB dinner with my girlfriends. 8 girls, 7 bottles of wine and not enough Thai food. Yes, a great state to be in when meeting up with a guy who you are still getting to know.
Needless to say, when we went to sleep, I passed out in bed. Slept quite well and didn't wake up with a hangover. But when I woke, I was alone in bed. He moved to the couch because he said I was snoring too loudly.
OMG, how embarrassing. There is nothing dainty, girly, pretty, etc about a girl who is snoring so loudly the guy moves to the other room. I'm a bit old fashioned and think that only men snore, except, I know that I sometimes do it myself.
A friend of mine decreed this awful of him and was bothered, said it was rude. I was just so embarrassed, I didn't know how to act.
Either way, we didn't last too long, but what do you think? Was he rude or was I just a little too drunk to handle?
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