Although somethings are better left unsaid but I HATE DATING!
I’ve been single for a few months. So I said I’ll start dating a little. Nothing major being that my family happens to be in love with my old beau and we have
history in simple terms! So I reconnect with some would’ve been and some new guys. BIGGEST MISTAKE. See I’m not the type to ever go in my past but I should’ve known better. What was the reason why we stopped speaking again?
Earlier today I get a text saying “SO YOUR NOT GOING TO PICK UP YOUR PHONE.” … Halt, take two steps back, re-read! Now we haven’t gone on a formal date yet, nor have we had that many conversations for you to be upset about me not answering, I only have one father who can talk to me anyway he feels, and last but not least I have NO husband.
It took me TWO minutes to register what I was reading and being that I was sure that I wasn’t in a relationship. Regardless of the level of a relationship, don’t question me unless your my parent or my husband since we share our lives together. Yes we can have an argument and I’ll hang up and your calling me and I’m not answering, so you send me a text, but wait, I’m SINGLE. So who in the HELL (excuse me) are you to question me?
A lot of the blogs that I follow are married woman, and yes I adore reading them all. They give me the hope and inspiration to believe this will all stop one day, although marriage isn’t perfect (23 years: my parents). But the great part about this, although I’m clearly ignorant about the text, Thanks to HTC once again… He’s BLOCKED. If he is like this now, what does it say about him if we were to have a relationship? Avoiding the abuse before it starts.
Any suggestions or thoughts on this, do you hate dating too?
Although I’m at work on my Thanksgiving (I gotta do what I gotta do), its an OK day for fall.
This has to be the one thing that I love about living in New York City, the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. Although in all my years in NYC I’ve never physically gone to any of the parades, I can still see it on TV 🙂 . I really have a strong dislike for crowds. I can tolerate them but I avoid it as much as I can.
Like all the past years, I don’t have the turkey and stuffing in my home, but we do have the Oxtail. 🙂 I know I love my Oxtail. My parents being from the Caribbean and all, I had no choice growing up.
It isn’t all about the food like most people make it. It’s about the connection with other people. I’m big on holidays; Valentine’s, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Birthday, Anniversary, Cinco De Mayo, etc. LOL. Like I use to tell my previous beau, “I love you, and I know you love me, but you don’t show me love 365 days like you should so show it on the holidays.” Although I don’t want to make an excuse for the obvious, we don’t see our families so often so we make holidays the reason. And that’s just fine with me!
I’ve loved and I’ve lost. I’ve seen many family members disappear out of my life and it’s fine because I am truly thankful for the ones that have stayed and the new ones that have appeared. I’m blessed with all of my stresses and struggles. God gave me life and I’m living!
What are you thankful for?
Thanks to my job and this scheduling that they have I have the opportunity to be up at 4:30am every morning Monday thru Friday so I can get to work by 6:00 am and I say this very dry by the way -_- … But since I’m usually on the road during my hours I get the opportunity to listen to The Steve Harvey’s Morning show. And for those who actually get to hear it as well, Steve has a dating segment on the show called Locate your Love (which by the way for you Atlanta ladies he sets up alot of dates out there) and as I happened to turn the radio on during the segment, the guy who was chosen to interview two females asked a very vague but interesting question. But don’t word me on it because it’s been hours since but just to make it simple, “How would you define a good man?”
How would I define a good man? I think personally a good man is one that takes care of his home, works his fingers to the bone to make his family comfortable, a man who is father and not a
daddy, and etc… My list can go on because I’ve described my father. We sure didn’t have the best situations but it took him ten years to finally put this kitchen in..
from every tile on that floor to the cabinets on the walls (his construction skills sure did pay off, handy isn’t he), and I’m not saying this because I’m a daddy’s girl but my father’s a good man. But behind every good man there’s a good woman. She could be your mother, aunt, sister, cousin, daughter, friend, lover, domestic partnership, just know theres a support system behind every good man.
I’m a single girl so I don’t have a beau or a husband to feel this way about yet.. but I do praise the good men I know or have once dated.
How would you define a good man?