Getting on the Same Page

Later that night, I got to thinking about men, and women and relationships. Or more to the point, how women feel men disappoint them in relationships. Then a radical, almost earth-shattering thought popped into my head. What if everything isn’t the man’s fault? After a certain age, and a certain number of relationships; if it still isn’t working and the ex’s seem to be moving on and we don’t, perhaps the problem isn’t the last boyfriend, or the one before him, or even the one before him! Could it be, that the problem isn’t them, but horror of horrors – is it us? -Carrie, Sex and the City

Yesterday I had one of those days where I was just in a foul mood. I flipped out on Match while we were IMing at work. I just felt like for the first time he really didn’t get me, or understand how I was feeling, and I was unbelievably frustrated. It all started a few days ago when he told me he’s going to spend a large sum of money on his car. Now, that might not seem like much, but it just made me feel like we are in completely different places in our lives, and it made me incredibly sad. (more…)


SPT-Gift a Friend

Think about it. If you are single, after graduation there isn’t one occasion where people celebrate you. … Hallmark doesn’t make a “congratulations, you didn’t marry the wrong guy” card. And where’s the flatware for going on vacation alone? -Carrie, Sex and the City

Today’s SPT challenge was to gift a friend, with something intangible, following this month’s theme of giving.
I didn’t think I had anything for today, as I didn’t see any friends, busy as I was with work. But towards the end of the day, I got an IM from Match’s sister (who I’ve decided to nickname Travel Girl, because she has traveled all over the world) seeing how I was doing. We got to chatting, and she told me how she’s been lonely, and missing friends from home. I gave her the gift of listening, and being someone she could talk to. We talked about her life, and how she’s doing living in South America (she’s currently residing in Peru), and how she misses stability. It was so nice to connect with her, even for that brief moment.

I didn’t have a picture of our chat, but this is me looking through her pics on facebook, of all her many travels. Her latest pictures are from Argentina, and they’re amazing! img00045-00000


The Gym Makes Me Out of Shape
Miranda : 35 and they’re dying! We should just give up now.
Carrie : Well, on the bright side this could explain why they don’t call back.
Charlotte : How did he…
Miranda : Heart attack. At the gym.
Carrie : See? This is why I don’t work out.       -Sex and the City

If there were a theme for this week it would be exhausted. I’m so incredibly tired all of the time. Sometimes I wonder if I should sign up for social security disability and then I remember, oh, yeah, I’m 25, not elderly, and not disabled. So why am I so tired? Well aside from work actually being incredibly busy and mentally draining, I’ve been hitting the gym with gusto. (more…)


People That Get Us

Let’s be honest. Sometimes there is nothing harder in life than being happy for somebody else. -Carrie, Sex and the City

I don’t know if anyone else has experienced this setback while in a relationship-your friends. When you have friends that aren’t happy in love, it is extremely hard to hang out, when you’re on cloud 9. I’ve been going through a rough patch with one of my good girlfriends, Reality Check. She’s been very unhappy in love, and it seems like there is constant drama surrounding her. It used to be ok-we’d go out, bitch about men, and I’d be in the same boat as her. Still even on those occasions, she’d be rude to new guys that would approach, and she’s always been the Miranda of my friends: fairly bitter and most of the time hates men. While I get that she’s unhappy, does that really prevent her from being happy for me? I couldn’t even tell her about Match wanting me to get my ring size, or how eager he is to get engaged. When I told her about it, she made a face and immediately started whining about her latest relationship disaster.

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Lessons in Love

People say ‘Everything happens for a reason.’ These people are usually women. And these women are usually sorting through a break-up. It seems that men can get out of a relationship without even a ‘Goodbye,’ But, apparently, women have to either get married or learn something. Why are we in such a rush to move from confused to Confucius? Do we search for lessons to lessen the pain? -Carrie, Sex and the City

We’ve finally reached the beginning of my past relationships. This is an entry about my first real love, my first real “adult” relationship, and also the longest relationship I have ever had (except for Match hopefully). We dated for 2 years, almost to the day, and trying to condense this into one blog is going to be a challenge. Trying to describe how I felt about my first heartbreak might prove to be even harder.

It was the summer of my freshman year at San Francisco State University, and I was sick of men. I had a really crazy freshman year full of drunk hookups, one night stands, and guys who didn’t know the meaning of the word hell no! I briefly dated a boy second semester, but we were more friends than anything, and we spent half our blurred 3 month relationship yelling and screaming at each other in my dorm room. We broke up when school got out and I swore off men. I had the bright idea of taking summer school, so I was completely stressed out. I decided to make the hour and a half trek to visit my extended family in Napa for the 4th of July. I wanted nothing to do with guys so when my cousin had the bright idea to set me up with her boyfriend’s friend I wanted no part in it. Still, Mr. Deeds was out, and I couldn’t wait to see it, so I grudgingly agreed to meet the friend. That’s when he pulled up in his 99 Mustang GT, complete with a custom flame paint job and I couldn’t stop myself from cracking jokes. That’s when Flame Boy rolled down the window.

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