Dear Friends and Followers, I am SOOOOOO sorry that it's been well, awhile, since I've posted anything. Dealing with this breakup from The Last Guy Who I Was Gonna Date has been a doozy, let me tell ya. I didn't use my "coping skills" very well, but with the help of some AMAZING friends and family, I see a light at the end of my tunnel, thank ya Baby Jeez!
I had my 100th date with Padre, who has become like family to me. So see girls, just because a boy doesn't like you doesn't mean you can't still be great friends. I had a great turnout and had tons of fans and friends show up for my 100th date. We danced to the musical stylings of The Fearless Four (go see them next time they play in Jackson) and had a marvelous time! And as happy as I was to meet my milestone, let me tell ya, it was such a sweet relief to be DONE. I put a lot of pressure on myself and had a lot of heartaches, but I really learned alot. This is what I learned on my anthropological study on dating.
1.) You cannot jump too fast too soon. It will only hurt you in the long run.
2.) It takes 3 weeks for the person you're dating to reveal his true self. And also your true self. This can be awesome, or this can be disastrous, but it happens, and YOU NEED for it to happen.
3.) Gay men and Sugar Daddies should always be in your life. ALWAYS.
4.) Take constructive criticism from your friends, sort out what they say, then take what you believe in your heart to make any decisions.
5.) ALWAYS TRUST YOUR GUT INSTINCT! Make it your best friend and learn to listen to it.
6.) If a man tells you he's crazy, jealous, controlling, etc. you had BEST believe him.
7.) If you pray with candles lit, and lay out everything for God to play it out, you'll get so much peace and answers from this activity. DO IT NOW or as soon as you can.
8.) Don't take every disappointment to heart. Hell, it IS them, if they can't see how awesome of a woman you are. Let them Press The Fuck On, and you do the same. PTFO!
9.) Don't make anyone stay in your life that's negative. Get rid of them ASAP, for they are the poison that's bringing you down. This applies to everyone-friends, exes, etc. GET'EM OUT and continue to PTFO to something that's not a killjoy.
10.) Don't try to force the square into a circle. It ain't gonna fit. Yeah, that guy you're dating may be the most prominent bush hogger in South MS, but if you feel things are not moving along in the way you feel comfortable with, reevaluate, make a decision, then PTFO.
I've had 102 dates so far, one was with my best gay friend (you can NEVER have too many of them), and one was with a great friend (Gothic Cowboy, from earlier posts.) I've had some "admirers", but to tell you the truth, I have no desire to date at the moment. My heart needs a break, and so does my social calendar. I needed the two months from blogging to "get my shit straight," and it's been good to just chillax for a moment. Now, I may still go on dates, but as far as on a hellbent husband hunt, no, I'm not doing that. I've got ALOT of things going great for me right now. I'm really excited about where my journey in this life is gonna lead me, because I'm keeping the faith and fighting the good fight. :)
Now to Bad Date I Had Last Week: This guy, who I've friended on FB, asked me to meet him at a club because he was playing with his band. Even though I was dog busted tired from working 14+ hours, I still managed to drag my tired tail up to his gig. We went outside to talk, and he bummed like 5 cigarettes from the folks standing around us. I told him I was going inside to get a beer, and he says, "Yeah, buy me one too." I looked a little discerning, but when in and got MYSELF a beer, and told him the bar was that a-way! He then starts telling me of all these "famous people" he knows, I guess trying to impress me (you know how musicians are. Well, guys in general, they're just trying to make themselves look good. Hey, I've told tons of stories about me meeting John Schneider, Bo Duke from The Dukes of Hazzard, so I get it. LOL!) I tell him it's about time for me to go on home and ask him if he'd walk me to my car. Dude looks at me and says, "Nah, that's OK. Don't really feel like it." What. The. Hell. As I was walking out, this guy says, "Ma'am, I'd love to walk you to your car. It's what guys do for a lady." How sweet. At least there's some good ones out there. (And by the way, my car was parked to a policeman so I felt safe having this random nice stranger walk me to my car. And I also had a switchblade and a can of Bengal wasp spray my deddy gave me because it's cheaper than Mace and sprays 50 feet, so I was ready.)
So, looks like this "non dating" scene may be funnier than the other ones. Y'all stay tuned and keep reading/following my crazy quest for love!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Victim of Love (so where's the support group?)
I am SOOO sorry I haven't written in awhile. It's been a crazy summer. Let's get y'all up to speed on what all has happened. I will tell you that someone reported my Facebook "Long Shot" page for being too "obscene," so when I find out who the hell it is they will have a BEAT ASS!
My SouljaBoy and I broke up back in June, and I was very upset about it because I was REALLY starting to fall hard for him. He distanced himself from me, and to add salt to the wound, rumors of him and infidelity began to surface, so we ended things amicably. Our last date was Date #82.
Then, out of the blue, along came a wonderful guy who proclaimed proudly he would be the last guy I would ever date. I fell and fell SUPER HARD, harder than I have with anyone I've ever dated in my 17 years of dating. We fell in love and I was ready to follow him to the ends of the earth, because, well, I loved him. My heart and head were in the game and ready to play. We soon had a reality check, figured we were rushing things too fast, and he decided to end things because of our distance between us (he lives in another state) and other issues. The Last Guy I Was Supposed To Date ended things after Date #91. We ended things amicably too, and have agreed to be friends, which I hope we can be. However, I'm so upset over this breakup and am taking it harder than any I've had in over 5 years. I am thankful for my dear and precious friends who have been here for me, not only for this breakup, but through every thing else.
OK, here's the deal: I believe that while I'm not a whore, unfortunately my heart is. I have been "in heavy like" with a few guys the last 10 months, almost one that I was in love with, and head over heels "IN LOVE" with the last guy. This is what I've learned so far:
1.) TAKE YOUR TIME
2.) TAKE YOUR TIME
3.) THERE'S NO SHOT CLOCK-TAKE YOUR TIME
4.) TAKE YOUR TIME and
5.) TAKE YOUR TIME!
I have 9 more dates before I make my 100, and truthfully, I don't know if I can do it. My heart feels so empty right now. I don't know if I have it in me. I've tried to keep an open perspective about this and keep my heart and head open, but it looks like my heart is quickly closing up. Maybe it's my fault for putting my heart out there on the line like that. Maybe I fall too hard too soon. I know that I'm not just trying to have a boyfriend for fuck's sake (ha, no pun intended.) There's been lots of guys I didn't like and didn't date, so I know I'm not desperate or just trying to "fill a gap." As a friend told me, I shouldn't be looking for love. Love should be looking for me. And that really is the truth. And the truth hurts.
My SouljaBoy and I broke up back in June, and I was very upset about it because I was REALLY starting to fall hard for him. He distanced himself from me, and to add salt to the wound, rumors of him and infidelity began to surface, so we ended things amicably. Our last date was Date #82.
Then, out of the blue, along came a wonderful guy who proclaimed proudly he would be the last guy I would ever date. I fell and fell SUPER HARD, harder than I have with anyone I've ever dated in my 17 years of dating. We fell in love and I was ready to follow him to the ends of the earth, because, well, I loved him. My heart and head were in the game and ready to play. We soon had a reality check, figured we were rushing things too fast, and he decided to end things because of our distance between us (he lives in another state) and other issues. The Last Guy I Was Supposed To Date ended things after Date #91. We ended things amicably too, and have agreed to be friends, which I hope we can be. However, I'm so upset over this breakup and am taking it harder than any I've had in over 5 years. I am thankful for my dear and precious friends who have been here for me, not only for this breakup, but through every thing else.
OK, here's the deal: I believe that while I'm not a whore, unfortunately my heart is. I have been "in heavy like" with a few guys the last 10 months, almost one that I was in love with, and head over heels "IN LOVE" with the last guy. This is what I've learned so far:
1.) TAKE YOUR TIME
2.) TAKE YOUR TIME
3.) THERE'S NO SHOT CLOCK-TAKE YOUR TIME
4.) TAKE YOUR TIME and
5.) TAKE YOUR TIME!
I have 9 more dates before I make my 100, and truthfully, I don't know if I can do it. My heart feels so empty right now. I don't know if I have it in me. I've tried to keep an open perspective about this and keep my heart and head open, but it looks like my heart is quickly closing up. Maybe it's my fault for putting my heart out there on the line like that. Maybe I fall too hard too soon. I know that I'm not just trying to have a boyfriend for fuck's sake (ha, no pun intended.) There's been lots of guys I didn't like and didn't date, so I know I'm not desperate or just trying to "fill a gap." As a friend told me, I shouldn't be looking for love. Love should be looking for me. And that really is the truth. And the truth hurts.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Lucky #70 (and Dates 70-78)
I haven't blogged much about Soulja Boy, aka Eric. Since I've told about all my other dates, I wanted to see if the Good Ship Karma would maybe blow some good mojo my way if I DIDN'T write about Eric, so that's why you haven't heard from me in awhile. But I'm ready to tell the world about this guy, so here it goes:
Eric and I met at Nick's Ice House in Hattiesburg at one of my gigs with Clinton. We started chatting during the breaks, then he asked me to go to lunch with him the next day, which was really fun. The next weekend I was headed to the Coast and stopped by on my way down there and we hung out some more, then he came up Easter to see me. We've been pretty inseperable ever since. I really really like him. Eric is a good, sweet guy with a kind heart. He's from Pennsylvania, played college baseball at Westchester University, has a degree in exercise physiology, AND (this is awesome) is a massage therapist! He used to live in Washington, D.C. as a personal trainer there and always has great stories about his life there. He was also sargeant of his unit during his tour in Iraq when he joined the military after 9/11. Eric has been awarded the Purple Heart for his service in Iraq and I'm very proud of him for serving our country. He moved to Mississippi earlier in the decade for training, and as Mississippi does to those Northeners, he loved it so much he's been here ever since.
While it's only been almost 2 months since Eric and I have started seeing each other, we really like each other. He seems to care about me and has my best interest at heart. He also does little things for me, like pick me roses from the rose bush in his yard, got me a KISS lighter (y'all know how I feel about KISS!), just little things that are sweet and count. We do talk about where we are and what we want, and that's a good thing. We have great communication between us, and both of us will tell each other if things aren't fly in a New York minute.
He makes me laugh, we talk each other's heads off, he likes to dance, he's super sociable, he never lets me pay for anything, he helps me out of the car and opens doors, and I really really like him. I'm not even gonna go there and say "I hope he's the one" because, like the rest of the guys I've dated on this quest, I have to face reality and know that nothing is 100% guaranteed. However, I super duper like Eric and I'm so glad I met him. Hello, Match.com, can I have my money back? Thanks! Love, Natalie
PS: I did tell Eric about the blog and my quest for heterosexual companionship, and he absolutely LOVED the idea! He was very cool with it, and at first I wasn't gonna tell him about it, but we had a very deep yet sweet talk in my kitchen last night, and I knew it was the right time to talk to him about it. I think the funniest thing was when he said, "NOW I KNOW WHY EVERYONE IN JACKSON KNOWS WHO I AM!!" :)
Eric and I met at Nick's Ice House in Hattiesburg at one of my gigs with Clinton. We started chatting during the breaks, then he asked me to go to lunch with him the next day, which was really fun. The next weekend I was headed to the Coast and stopped by on my way down there and we hung out some more, then he came up Easter to see me. We've been pretty inseperable ever since. I really really like him. Eric is a good, sweet guy with a kind heart. He's from Pennsylvania, played college baseball at Westchester University, has a degree in exercise physiology, AND (this is awesome) is a massage therapist! He used to live in Washington, D.C. as a personal trainer there and always has great stories about his life there. He was also sargeant of his unit during his tour in Iraq when he joined the military after 9/11. Eric has been awarded the Purple Heart for his service in Iraq and I'm very proud of him for serving our country. He moved to Mississippi earlier in the decade for training, and as Mississippi does to those Northeners, he loved it so much he's been here ever since.
While it's only been almost 2 months since Eric and I have started seeing each other, we really like each other. He seems to care about me and has my best interest at heart. He also does little things for me, like pick me roses from the rose bush in his yard, got me a KISS lighter (y'all know how I feel about KISS!), just little things that are sweet and count. We do talk about where we are and what we want, and that's a good thing. We have great communication between us, and both of us will tell each other if things aren't fly in a New York minute.
He makes me laugh, we talk each other's heads off, he likes to dance, he's super sociable, he never lets me pay for anything, he helps me out of the car and opens doors, and I really really like him. I'm not even gonna go there and say "I hope he's the one" because, like the rest of the guys I've dated on this quest, I have to face reality and know that nothing is 100% guaranteed. However, I super duper like Eric and I'm so glad I met him. Hello, Match.com, can I have my money back? Thanks! Love, Natalie
PS: I did tell Eric about the blog and my quest for heterosexual companionship, and he absolutely LOVED the idea! He was very cool with it, and at first I wasn't gonna tell him about it, but we had a very deep yet sweet talk in my kitchen last night, and I knew it was the right time to talk to him about it. I think the funniest thing was when he said, "NOW I KNOW WHY EVERYONE IN JACKSON KNOWS WHO I AM!!" :)
Date 69-No Turning Around on This One
I am SOOO sorry to not have updated you on my dating conquests!
I had Date #69 with an engineer from Starkville. A very nice guy, but well, he was WAY too into getting married WAY TOO SOON than I was. And as Forrest Gump says, "That's all I have to say about that." :)
I had Date #69 with an engineer from Starkville. A very nice guy, but well, he was WAY too into getting married WAY TOO SOON than I was. And as Forrest Gump says, "That's all I have to say about that." :)
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Date 68-Soulja Boy!!!!!
Wow! Talk about unexpected! I was singing with my good friend C last weekend in the Pine Belt, and ended up meeting a guy that night. He even called me the next morning and asked me to lunch, and we had a great time. On my way through his neck of the woods this weekend we're going out again, so I'm super excited!!!! He's in the military and is a Yankee, but I'm not holding that part against him. :) And what I like about him is that he actually PICKS UP THE PHONE AND DIALS MY NUMBER AND WE TALK. What a new concept? I love me some texting, don't get me wrong, but if you're trying to get to know someone, spoken word to me is really the only way to go.
Fingers crossed on this'en!!!!!
Fingers crossed on this'en!!!!!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Date #67-Silent Night
So, this guy met me after work one night for drinks, right? I'm looking forward to it because he seems like a nice guy, etc. He shows up and doesn't say SHIT. I mean, he is quiet for the duration of the date. I hate to work at conversation. HATE IT! Every answer was a one, two, or three word answer. Then he didn't even offer to buy me a drink. I had my own money to pay for mine, but still he could've offered. It was a very weird date. He's asked me out again, but now I'M the one who's gone silent.
The Fireman and I haven't really gone out much this week. We've both been busy, so it' s been OK. I'm just kinda laying low on the whole dating thing at the moment. I've got some interested, but I'm not. Or either the guys wanting to go out are super assholes, and Lord knows I don't have time for that either.
The Fireman and I haven't really gone out much this week. We've both been busy, so it' s been OK. I'm just kinda laying low on the whole dating thing at the moment. I've got some interested, but I'm not. Or either the guys wanting to go out are super assholes, and Lord knows I don't have time for that either.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
65 & 66 - RING THE ALARM!
So, I've had 2 dates with The Flame this week. He is sooo freakin' cool. Very laid back, seems to have a good head on his shoulders, works hard, likes to have fun but is a Christian, etc. We've seem to hit it off, but I dunno. Any minute this guy could fly the coop. I'm also wondering if him or any other guy will fit into my life. I am a busy girl and if you can't hang, then you don't need to be in the picture anyway. However, I like Flame and thinks he likes me too. We're just feeling each other out I guess. He's nice though-kudos for nice guys, which are a dying breed.
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