When fantasy meets reality, you never know what you’re going to get. Sometimes the reality falls just a little short of the dream, and sometimes it exceeds all expectations. It takes courage to reveal your secret desires. Sharing them is a gamble that sometimes bring us closer together and sometimes pulls us apart. Maybe that old saying is true. “Be careful what you wish for. It just might come true.”-Marin, Men in Trees
On Tuesday I was feeling crummy all day. By Tuesday night I had a full blown sore throat, pounding headache and the body aches from hell. To top it off, I was cranky and having one of those really female moments where I was doubting everything about myself. I had made plans with Birthday Twin, and by 7:30 I had given up. I just knew he wasn’t coming over, and I settled myself to the disappointment that is leftover spaghetti. Right as the microwave went off the phone rang, and of course it was BT. He apologized yet again for flakiness, and headed right over. Continue reading Be Careful What you Wish For→
Robin: Have you ever had one of those days where nothing all that monumental happens, but by the end of it you have no idea who you are or what the hell you are doing with your life? Do you ever have one of those days?
Ted: Uhh, about once a week.
Robin: I donâ€™t know, it was just a rough day, and the only person I wanted to see at the end of it was you!-How I Met Your Mother
It’s funny how one little phone call can brighten up your whole weekend. I finally heard from Birthday Twin on Saturday night, and he apologized profusely for not calling me sooner. He said he’d been really anxious and panicky and absolutely no fun to be around. He really wanted to hang out but I had plans for the evening. I was headed out and about town with some friends but I said we could meet up later. We talked about how we love to cuddle, and how we should be snuggle buddies instead of anything else. So I said I’d call him later and I’d come cuddle. He said, oh better than a booty call, I got me a cuddle call. 🙂
There are certain things in life where you know it’s a mistake but you don’t really know it’s a mistake because the only way to know that it really is a mistake is to make that mistake and go, “Yup, that was a mistake”. So really, the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake because then you’ll go about your whole life not knowing whether it was a mistake or not.-Lily, How I Met Your Mother
Why does dating have to be this confusing? Why can’t I just meet a great guy, click, have great dates, amazing sex, and have that be it? Why do other super complicated things have to get involved? I was feeling very low on Thursday, and I needed a friend. I called Birthday Twin because I really needed a friend to talk to. I didn’t hear back from him. It’s Saturday and I still haven’t heard a word. I think he did the guy thing where he freaked out and ran away when he felt something. I really honestly wanted friendship out of him bottom line. I thought he understood me and I understood him, but maybe I was wrong. I have no intention of going back down the sex buddy road with him again, but I’d like to think we could still hang out as buds.
Communication: It’s the first thing we really learn in life. Funny thing is, once we grow up, learn our words and really start talking the harder it becomes to know what to say. Or how to ask for what we really need.-Meredith, Grey’s Anatomy
I was sitting at work yesterday lost in thought, trying to get some of these confusing thoughts about Birthday Twin out of my head. I was also getting so frustrated with the Potential Guy. I couldn’t believe he would just not talk to me after all those great dates, and after such a great weekend together. I was trying to give up on the whole idea, when I got a text from PG.
And it’s not about the sex. It’s not… about the sex. It’s about that moment afterward… when the world stops. It just feels so safe, so safe. I’m not ready to give that up.-Meredith, Grey’s Anatomy
My anxiety was getting worse the longer the Potential Guy went without contacting me. I know it’s kind of lame, but I think most girls out there can agree with me that post coitus we need to hear something from the guy. I mean, he could have at least texted me that he was busy, just…something. So there I was filled with self doubt and stressing. Then Birthday Twin called me and said a few words that always cheer me up: “Are you coming over or what?”