The dust has settled...somewhat.

Well, it's been a very hectic couple of weeks. I moved a week ago, the Saturday before Christmas to be exact. Have you ever tried to move a couple of days before Christmas??? I don't recommend it. So, I got moved and I love my new apartment! It's really cute, I'm still in the process of hanging stuff on the walls but when I'm done with that I think I might just take some pictures and post them and give y'all the grand tour.

I mentioned in one of my last posts that I met a new guy, I'm going to call him Ginger. (I might change his name, I'm not sure yet.) Anyway, he is SUPER NICE!!! Let me start at the beginning...

At the beginning of December, Movie Buff and Doodlebug had a party at their home to watch the Mayweather/Hatten fight. I am not a boxing fan, but I always go to the fight parties because I love them and I always have an awesome time. So, after a couple of Christmas Ales, I start noticing that every time I go outside to smoke a cigarette, Ginger also ends up outside smoking. I was standing in the kitchen when the main fight started and noticed Ginger was at the other end of the kitchen. I walked over there and we started talking. He rode with another guy over there so I told him that I would give him a ride home the next day. The two of us ended up staying at Doodle's house and sleeping in her daughter's bed. Have you ever tried sleeping with another adult in a twin size daybed? It's not an easy task. Anyway, when we woke up he looked at me and asked, "Would you like me to get you some water?" I thought about the question for a moment and answered, "As a matter of fact, I would like you to get me some water." That was it ladies and gentlemen, that one gesture hooked me. You are probably saying to yourself, it was just a glass of water. Well, the thing is, it's usually ME that does the offering to get the water and for him to offer before I had a chance was amazing. The niceness didn't end with the water. When I drove him home he asked me if I wanted to come in and take a nap before I drove home! And you know what??? I DID want to take a nap before I drove home! And the part that was even better than that...he didn't pressure me to do anything more than sleep! I didn't know they made that model anymore.

So, we've hung out about 3 different times and the niceness is still there. Doodle swears up and down that that's just how he is. He really is a nice guy, he's not an ass in nice guy's clothing. Saturday, I went to the Oldest Doodle's birthday party and he agreed to meet me out there...he went to an 11 year old's birthday party because I asked him to. Then he stayed at my house that night and the next morning I realized I didn't have any creamer for my coffee so I asked him if he would mind going to my mom's with me so I could get my morning fix. We went over there and he visited with my mom and my sister then my mom told me that the Wii she ordered for my nephews had come in and that she was going to have to figure out how to hook it up. I asked him if he could do it and he said yes and did it without bitching, THEN showed Thing 2 how to play it!!!

He's coming over tonight so we can "ring in the new year" together.

I hope y'all have a wonderful New Year! Please be careful tonight, this is the night that everyone goes out and drinks, so even if you're sober please watch out for the drivers around you.

Until next time...

Single Girl

P.S. Check back tomorrow as it will be the 1 year birthday of my humble, little blog.

Merry Christmas

I don't have much to say at the moment, my brain is in 45,000 different places right now...I hope all of you have a wonderful Christmas.

I will leave you with a scene from one of my favorite movies, Love Actually. (the sound does work, just give it a minute.)



MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL!!!

My Favorite Things

Since we are a week away from Christmas, I thought I would compile a list of my favorite things and maybe it would help those of you who are still shopping for that perfect gift for your mother, sister, girlfriend, wife...whatever.

1.
I love red lipstick...it makes me feel sexy! I honestly think all women can wear red lipstick, you just have to find the red that looks best on you. My personal favorite is by Avon (don't laugh) Super Rouge. When wearing the red, don't forget the lipliner!

2. Black cake eyeliner
I have been using cake eyeliner for about a month now and I will not go back to the pencil or liquid. This stuff does not smudge or get in the creases of your eyes. The only warning I have is if, in a drunken stupor, you fall asleep without washing your face...you will wake up looking like a raccoon.

3. Amber Romance from Victoria's Secret
It smells really good.

4. The Spin Spa

I'm sure all of you are aware of my addiction to As Seen on TV products...believe me, this is well worth the money!

5.
Enough said.

6.
Pretty much anything from Torrid. I love this store, it is one of the few places that understands that just because you are larger than a 10, doesn't mean you want to wear elasto-pants and vests with children holding hands embroidered across the front. Chicks with booties want to feel hot too!!!

7.
Old Navy is another store I could go crazy in. i have everyone of those flip flops and that shirt in about 7 different colors. Since I work at a company that requires me to wear jeans and shoes that can be worn in construction sights, pipe yards and chemical plants, Old Navy is where I get the majority of my work clothes. Comfortable and affordable!!!

The last three items I am going to list are movies. I'm not a big movie person, but these are three of my favorites...

8.
How could you not love a movie where Ms. Piggy is a Super Model...AWESOME!

9.
"A woman pretending to be a man pretending to be a woman?"

10.
That's right folks, probably my favorite movie. I have seen this movie hundreds of times and every time the whores start singing "Hard Candy Christmas" and begin boarding the bus to take them away from the Chicken Ranch and Miss Mona I cry like someone just hit me. It doesn't hurt that I absolutely LOVE Dolly Parton. I have a feeling if you saw her walking down the street and you went up to her and asked her if you could hug her, she'd be cool with it. How could you not love someone like that.

So there you have it folks, 10 of my favorite things. There were a couple of things that I had to leave off the list because I couldn't find pictures for them, for example...my As Seen on TV Flip & Fold, the thing that folds t-shirts, probably one of the best purchases of the year.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Monday Morning Me Me

1 Word Quizzilla
1. Where is your cell phone? DESK

2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend? NONE

3. Your hair? SILKY

4. your mother?AWESOME!!!

5. Your father? FUCKER!!!

6. Your favorite thing? COMPUTER

7. Your favorite food? SEAFOOD

8. Your favorite drink? BEER

9. Your dream car? MERCEDES

10. The room you're in? OFFICE

11. Your ex? GOOD

12. Your fears? DEATH

13. What do you want to be in 10 years? HAPPY

14. Who did you hang out with last night? MOM

15. What you're not good at: ORGANIZATION

16. Muffins? TOPS

17. One of your wish list items? JUICER

18. Where you grew up? CHANNELVIEW

19. The last thing you did? DEPOSIT

20. What are you wearing? CLOTHES

21. what aren't you wearing? NECKLACE

22. Your pets? HEAVEN

23. Your computer? LAPTOP

24.Your life? CRAZY

25. Your mood? GOOD

26. Missing? NANNY

27. What are you thinking about right now? CUSTOMERS

28. Your car? FILTHY

29. Your work? WONDERFUL

30. Your summer? VEGAN

31. Your relationship status? SINGLE

32. Favorite color? RED

33. When is the last time you laughed? TODAY

34. Last time you cried? NOVEMBER

35. School? DONE

There you go people, my life...it's actually not as dull as this survey would suggest. There is a lot going on right now, later in the week I will probably write about...

1. The Move
2. Another New Dude
3. Christmas

Until next time...

Single Girl

A BIG BIRTHDAY SHOUT OUT...

TO MOVIE BUFF!!!



Hope you have a wonderful day!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

It's been a crappy couple of months...

As I mentioned in a previous post, the Single Girl family is having some issues. Not so much me, but The Sister. As you may or may not know, I am a worryer (I'm not sure if that's how you spell it, or if it's even a word, but oh well.) So, whenever anyone I love goes through any kind of drama, I go into full on worry mode. I've been like this since I was a child. I'm not going to go into it here, because that's her business and I don't know if she would want her business on the interweb.

So, on top of the worrying about The Sister, tragedy struck my house this morning.

My cat, Miss Kitty, that we've had for 13 years, passed away this morning. Miss Kitty was a beautiful, Russian Blue. She weighed about 30 pounds up until about a month ago. Miss Kitty saw a lot in her 13 years, she saw boyfriends come and go, she saw not one but six different residences, she endured the 24 hour drive to Lufkin, TX during the evacuation of 2005 and through all that she was always the perfect lady...lazy, bitchy and fat! But she had a sweet side to her also, she was especially sweet when she wanted you to pet her or she wanted you to get out of her spot on the couch. RIP Miss Kitty...thank you for 13 amazing years, I will miss you!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Just a quick Tuesday link...

I found this and found it very interesting and quite funny.

Especially number 60...It's true, it's true, it's really true!!!

Hope y'all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Mine was good.

There have been a lot of family things happen lately...I might explain later.

I will most likely post again next week. Have a great week and weekend.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Since tomorrow is Thanksgiving, I thought I might list all of the things I am thankful for this year.



1. My immediate family

In the past year I have come to realize how important my family is to me. My sister and I have become closer. Thing 3 has finally learned how to say my name and I love you. I got to bond with Thing 2 while taking him to and from karate, I never knew how much a 7 year old could talk until a couple of months ago, but it was great listening to all of his stories. Thing 1 and I have I are not as close as I would like us to be, but I plan on working on that. And then, of course, there's The Mother...I've said it once and I'll say it again, SHE'S AWESOME!!!

2. Paw Paw
I am truly thankful that Paw Paw is still going strong! He's recovering quite well from his surgery, he has already graduated from the walker and is now getting around with a cane...GO PAW PAW!

3. My friends
This year Doodlebug and I got back in touch and are now closer than we ever were before. The same goes for Slut Puppy and I. I met Vegan and he has become one of my closest friends. I now call Rice Spice a friend, even though our schedules are so crazy we never get a chance to hang out. I love my friends, they keep me sane.

4. My job and bosses
Thank God Big Daddy and Mrs. Big Daddy decided to open this company. This company has grown so much over the past 7 months that it is almost unbelievable....and I'm so grateful that they gave me the opportunity to be a part of this amazing journey. Hopefully we will get bigger and better in the next 7 months!

So there you have it. I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving. The Sister, Thing, 2, Thing 3, Vegan, my uncle and his wife will be at my apartment for Thanksgiving. I'm not sure where everyone will sit, but it will be nice to be surrounded by people I love and that love me in return.

Oh, and I can't wait for Black Friday! The Mother and I will be getting up around 3:30am to down some coffee and hit the stores...It's a family tradition!

Until next time...

Single Girl

What the hell do they do up there???

I live in an apartment, and I have this fear that the people that live above me are going to come crashing through the ceiling and land on me. Seriously, I don't know if they are training for a marathon up there, if they are olympic weightlifters, or if they are hiding a miniature horse. At night I lay in bed and look at the ceiling, and I always say the same thing, "What are they doing up there?" They have to realize they are loud, right? I really don't want to be one of those annoying people that bangs on the ceiling to let them know they are being too loud and I really don't want to call the office so I guess I will live with the constant pounding, running, dropping what sounds like anvels on the floor. I think they might have kids, and I'm sorry, but if you have small children I think you should request a bottom apartment. It's just common courtesy. If I had small children or a large dog (I'm not comparing children to a dog, just both make lots of noise.) I would request that I be in a bottom apartment. I really hope their floors are strong, my ceiling is solid and/or a combination of the two.

Until next time...

Single Girl

My Weekend ROCKED!!!

So You Think You Can Dance was AMAZING!!! All of the dances were wonderful. I posted my favorite dance last week, but I'm going to let you see two of my other favorites...

Lacey & Danny

This has to be one of the sexiest dances I have ever seen!

Danny & Neil

OH MY GOD!!! Not only are these two guys amazing dancers, they are HOT!!! And, in the program they each had to answer a question...What do you miss most about home? And do you know what they said? My GIRLFRIEND! THEY ARE NOT GAY PEOPLE! Not very often do you come across a hot male dancer that's straight. Of course, their girlfriends could be beards, but I want to believe them.

Anyway, after the show we went to Galveston and I promptly went to bed. I was tired. The next morning, The Mother and I got up got ready and did some shopping on the strand. Then we met up with her friend and went to Moody Gardens and went to the 4D IMAX show, which was incredible. If you've never experienced the 4D thing, you seriously need to put it on your to do list. Then we went to the 3D IMAX and watched a film called Sea Monsters. It was very cool! Saturday night, we went to a little bar at a Marina, but there weren't many people there. I think I drank like two beers then we headed back to the house and called it a night. Saturday we got up and came home. Did some shopping for Thanksgiving and that was about it. All in all, it was a very relaxing weekend. Hope y'all enjoyed yours.

Until next time...

Single Girl

So You Think You Can Dance!!!

Tonight I am going to the So You Think You Can Dance tour. For those of you, not familiar with this show, it is an American Idol type television show but instead of singing they are dancing. I am sitting 4 rows from the stage!!! I will be able to see the sweat flying off their faces. It is going to be AWESOME!!! Hopefully this dance will be performed...


Then after the show I will be heading to Galveston to stay at a friends beach house and go shopping tomorrow. So, I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Pin Ups

I love Pin up girls! When someone asks me what beauty is, I often name my favorite pin ups.


Betty Grable - The number 1 pin up girl of the WWII era

Marilyn Monroe - The Blonde Bombshell

Jane Russell - I think the reason I like her so much is because my grandmother looked a lot like her when she was younger.

Audrey Hepburn - More of a movie star than a pin up, but just as beautiful...and she was in one of my favorite movies of all time, Sabrina.

And my favorite pin up of all...Bettie Page!

These women were seen as the most beautiful women of their time, a time when women were supposed to have natural curves. None of them have breasts that look like they were bolted on their chest, none of them have botched nose jobs, there is not a cheek or chin implant to speak of. Sadly, with the exception of Audrey Hepburn, in today's world they would be looked at as fat. I read an article once that had a picture of Audrey Hepburn and Marilyn Monroe that a cosmetic surgeon had marked up as to what he would do to these women to make them "perfect" Under Marilyn's picture he had lipo (on the hips, waist, arms and chin.) Under Audrey's picture, he would have done a nose job, breast implants and I think lipo on her hips. There were other "modifications" that he said he would make but I don't remember them. So, I will leave you with this...

What do you find beutiful

This


or this


Until next time...

Single Girl

Marriage

I said last week that I was hoping something exciting would happen this weekend that I could post about. Well, nothing happened.

But...

I was sitting at Denny's with The Mother and I looked at her and said, "I don't know if I ever want to get married."

When I was little, like most little girls, I dreamed about my "Perfect Wedding." I just KNEW that when the day came for me to walk down the aisle, I would have my "pretty pretty princess" wedding. I would get married in December, most likely on the 22nd since that was my grandparents anniversary, it would be in a church covered in poinsettas and my bride's maids would be in red dresses. Doodlebug would be my Matron of Honor along with Hoochie, Slut Puppy and Mother of Three. Paw Paw would walk me down the aisle and The Brother would marry the guy and me. Sounds pretty huh? Well, now that I am older and submerged in reality, I have started to think...maybe marriage is not in store for me. I always thought that people that were married were happy and in love. I always thought that there was someone out there for everyone. I truly believed that when you met the person that you were supposed to be with, you just knew it. (I was a total hopeless romantic...can you tell?) Now that I've gotten older, I have become jaded, I've actually got the nickname "The Ice Queen." I have watched friends get married and get divorced. My married friends tell me about their relationships and most of the time what they tell me is not good. One friend says that she and her husband are more like roommates than husband and wife, another one's husband is always giving utlimatums, another one can't stand her husband and to top it all off my sister, who I thought had the most wonderful husband of them all, is getting divorced. I have a total distrust of men. When a man tells me anything good; you look nice, wow you're hot, you're beautiful, I say thank you but in my head I'm thinking, "Wow, you're full of shit!" When I date someone, I can't help but think, "When's this one going to leave?" Or better yet, when things start getting hard, I turn and run. I think I'm my own worst enemy.

Here's a question that I'm going to throw out into the blogosphere...

Why is it that when our grandparents were in their early twenties, they would meet someone, date the person for like 4 months, get married and they would end up celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary. But now, we are in our late 20's early 30's, we date someone for a couple of years, live with them, then get married and the divorce rate is over half. Could someone please explain this to me.

Until next time...

Single Girl

I found this...

and thought of Mr. Sublime Enigma. He is participating in Whiskerino so when I read this he totally popped in my mind. I hope the advice helps while you are growing your facial foliage.

I'm hoping to have a really eventful weekend so I will have something interesting to post about next week. Life has been a little dull lately.

Hope everyone has an OUTSTANDING weekend.

Oh, and one last thing - Thanks to Hoochie for walking me through the linking process, sometimes I think I'm a little on the slow side. Oh well!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Not much going on...

in my life lately. I went out with Big Daddy and Mrs. Big Daddy Friday night and a guy I have gone out with a couple of times met us up at the bar. I'm just going to call him New Dude for the time being. I'm not ready to actually give him a name yet, so there you go. Saturday, I went and had my "hair did." I was sooo needing my hair dyed, it was pitiful! I had a lot of "blonde" going in my hair and I had to get rid of it! I went to a new person, it's actually a girl that I went to school with but never knew. I met her through Doodlebug and found out that she is a cosmetologist but has decided to be a stay-at-home mommy. I went to her house, we went and got the products, we went back to her house, she dyed and cut my hair and she charged me less than half of what the last girl who did my hair charged me...to top it all off, she did a better job, and I've made a new friend too!!! I LOVE MY HAIR!!! My hair is long and I have it cut in layers with very cute, almost Bettie Page bangs, and she dyed it dark brown-almost black and the bottom layer is stop sign red. It looks a lot cuter than it sounds. I didn't do anything Sunday. The life of a Singleton...you can't get much more exciting than this!!!

Hopefully something exciting will happen this weekend and I will have something SUPER GREAT to post about on Monday.

And to Sublime Enigma, thanks again for the site help!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Friday meme

. Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?
I CAN'T REMEMBER

2. What did you dream last night?
I DON'T USUALLY REMEMBER MY DREAMS, BUT THE OTHER NIGHT I DREAMED THAT I WAS HANGING OUT WITH A GIRL I WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL WITH AND HER HUSBAND AND WE WERE ROCK CLIMBING AND HE HAD TO HELP ME DOWN THE LAS COUPLE OF FEET. STRANGE

3. Does your phone ring in the middle of the night often?
SOMETIMES, WHEN PEOPLE NEED TO TALK. I'M A GREAT LISTENER, ESPECIALLY AT 3 IN THE MORNING WHEN THEY HAVE JUST LEFT THE BAR.

4. Give a little whistle?
SADLY, I CAN'T WHISTLE.

5. What are you doing tomorrow?
FINALLY GETTING MY HAIR DONE. CUT AND COLORED - I AM SEEING WAY TOO MUCH GRAY!

6. What is something you've learned about yourself recently?
THAT I CAN COLD-CALL CUSTOMERS. I WAS SCARED TO DEATH TO DO IT 6 MONTHS AGO, BUT NOW IT'S NO BIG DEAL. WHAT'S THE WORST THEY CAN SAY...NO? I' CAN LIVE THROUGH THAT.

7. Do you like anyone?
I LIKE A LOT OF PEOPLE. AM I INTERESTED IN ANYONE, WHO KNOWS, MAYBE.

8. Do you know anyone who is married?
MOST OF MY FRIENDS

9. What's your favorite number?
I REALLY DON'T HAVE ONE. WHAT'S THE POINT OF THIS QUESTION?

10. Who was the last person to make you cry?
NOT REALLY A PERSON, I CRIED DURING MURIEL'S WEDDING ABOUT A MONTH AGO.

11. Are you outgoing?
I DON'T THINK SO, BUT OTHERS SAY I AM.

12. When was the last time you cried?
ABOUT A MONTH AGO.

13. What is one thing you miss about your past?
I MISS THE GOOD TIMES WITH THE EX.

14. What is one thing you've learned about life?
EVEN WHEN RELATIONSHIPS LOOK GOOD ON THE SURFACE, USUALLY THEY'RE NOT AS HAPPY AS YOU THINK.

15. Are you jealous of anyone?
JEALOUSY IS DUMB!

16. Is anyone jealous of you?
I DOUBT IT.

17. Have you ever used a friend?
I DON'T THINK SO.

18. Do you think anyone likes you?
WHO KNOWS, I CAN'T EVER TELL.

19. Who was the last person you drove with?
THE GUY I WENT OUT WITH TUESDAY NIGHT.

20. What are you looking forward to?
SPENDING TIME WITH DUCKY!

21. How are you today?
THE DAY JUST STARTED, SO WE'LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS.

22. What's your worst experience?
BREAKING UP WITH THE EX.

23. Are you currently single?
SINGLE AND LOVING IT!!!

24. How many things in your past do you regret?
LETTING A BOYFRIEND TALK ME OUT OF TRYING OUT FOR THE RANGERETTES AND GOING AWAY TO COLLEGS...NOT GOING TO COLLEGE.

25. Do you have a best friend?
YES, I HAVE A COUPLE

26. Have you ever kissed two people in one night?
YES, THAT WAS A GOOD NIGHT!

27. Have you ever been in the emergency room?
THEY KNEW ME ON A FIRST NAME BASIS IN 1994.

28. What's the last movie you watched?
OVERBOARD

29. If you could change anything about your past, what would you change?
I WOULD GO TO COLLEGE

30. Have you ever felt like killing somebody?
ONLY ONE PERSON, THAT'S BECAUSE HE DRIVES ME INSANE!!!

31. Do you like your life?
I LOVE MY LIFE!

32. When was the last time you were extremely disappointed?
LABOR DAY WEEKEND.

What kind of music do you like?
EVERYTHING BUT RAP!

34. Ever have an encounter with the police?
YES

35. Do you have more friends that are girls or guys?
A PLEASANT MIX

36. Have you ever fallen asleep with someone of the opposite sex?
MANY TIMES.

37. What's one thing you wish you could be better about?
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT BETTER, BUT I WISH I HAD A LITTLE MORE SELF ESTEEM.

38. Have you ever had feelings for someone who lived in another state?
YES, THERE WAS A GUY IN ARIZONA AND SPICOLLI, BUT WHEN HE LIVED IN MARYLAND
39. Whats one of your biggest fears of your life?
BURNING TO DEATH - SCARY!

40. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep
WHEN I WAS YOUNGER, I AM THE ICE QUEEN NOW - EXCEPT FOR WHEN I WATCH MURIEL'S WEDDING.

41. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head?
YES

42. Do you play any instruments?
I PLAY A MEAN AIR GUITAR!

43. Do you like to sing?
I LOVE TO SING, ALTHOUGH PEOPLE DON'T LOVE TO HEAR IT.

44. What's the one thing you hope to accomplish in your life?
I DON'T KNOW, I'M STILL WORKING ON THAT.

45. Are looks important?
NO, IF YOU CAN MAKE ME LAUGH, WE'RE GOOD TO GO.

46. What are you listening to?
NOTHING

47. What does the 8th text you sent on your mobile say?
WHY?

48. Do you believe in love?
NOT SO MUCH.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

To quote Britney Spears..."HAPPY HALLOWEEN Y'ALL!"

Until next time...

Single Girl

The question women never want to hear.

Saturday night I had to work with the Alumni Association at the Fall Festival at my old high school. Nothing says AWESOME SATURDAY NIGHT like working at a face painting booth having to touch little kid faces all night. I don't mind touching kid faces that I know, but kids that I don't know...well, I just don't enjoy it. I don't have any kids, therefore, I'm not around them all that much so my immune system is not that of someone with little ones and as you all know it is cold and flu season. There was a lot of snot Saturday night. Yuck! Luckily it was not me that was painting the face of the little boy that threw up all over himself while the painting was going on. Thank God it was one of the members with kids, she handled it quite well...if it would have been me, there would have been a chain reaction of puke. So, since the projectile vomiting had already happened, I figured that that was the worst thing that was going to happen. I WAS WRONG!!! I was sitting in my chair and asked the next little girl, dressed as a princess to sit down. Her mother was a woman that I graduated with, I can't remember her name, she looked me right in the face and said...

"When are you due?"

I looked at her with total and complete disbelief and politely screamed, "WHAT! I'M NOT PREGNANT, DO I LOOK PREGNANT???" She looked at me and started crawfishing. She stammered, "Uh, nnnooo, I thought I heard you say you were pregnant." I looked at her and said, "NO, I'M NOT!" I finished her little girl's face and sent them on their way, and I know she felt the knives flying from my eyes into her back. But she didn't turn around. Now, I've explained that I am not a stick figure, but Idon't think I look pregnant. My boobs stick out way farther than my stomach does. So, here's a little tid bit of advice, if you ever look at a woman and she looks like she's about to pop, not even then is OK to ask when she is due. But, I'm sure you all know this already.

Until next time...

Single Girl

We should all be born with titanium joints!

First, I would like to say thank you to all of you that have sent happy thoughts Paw Paw's way! I went to the hospital today after work and Paw Paw looks great! He is no longer on pain medication that makes him loopy and he was in regular pj's, not the butt exposing hospital gown. Seeing him in a hospital bed freaks me out a little, but I found out that he is going home tomorrow and will have a physical therapist come to house a couple of times a week. I wish all of you could meet him! He is the most wonderful man I've ever known. I know that I never post pictures of people's faces, but I decided that since the majority of you that read this have known me since I was little, I would post a picture of dear, old Paw Paw so you can see how he's doing. And for those of you who have never met him, let me introduce you...





Everybody, this is Paw Paw. And just to let you know, that's how I introduce him to everyone. All of my friends called him Paw Paw and called my grandmother Nanny.

I told him this afternoon that once he gets better and can get back in the bay, I want to go fishing with him. I've never been fishing, he wouldn't take me before because I talk too much, you know, that scares the fish. And to tell you the truth, I never had any desire to go until now. I'm 31 years old, it's about time I go and who better to teach me.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Thank you...

Thank you for your happy thoughts and prayers. Paw Paw is doing great! My mom called me around 1p and said that he was in recovery and the doctors said that everything went exactly the way they thought it would. When my mom called me back around 3p she told me what room he was in and that they already had him up WALKING!!! (With a walker of course.) I couldn't believe it. Paw Paw is a stud! I left work early and went by the hospital, whatever they are giving my grandfather...I want some! He was so funny, I won't go into conversations we had because none of you know him but it was pretty comical! It's weird seeing him in a hospital bed...the man is 83 years old and he still gets out in bay and wade fishes, he still mowes his own lawn, he does all his own grocery shopping and can you believe this, this is only the second time he's ever been in the hospital. The first time was just two years ago. He's not even on any kind of medication. It blows my mind. I'm so lucky to have him as a Paw Paw!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Please Send Happy Thoughts!!!

Just a quick request for happy thoughts and prayers...Paw Paw is in the middle of hip replacement surgery as I type this. Everyone keeps telling me it will go fine, but I worry about everything. So, as soon as the surgery is done I will post on how he is doing.

Thanks,

Single Girl

I must be getting old...

As I told you all in a previous post, I attended my high school's 50th homecoming. It really was amazing. But, I also made mention of the fact that I was appalled at some of the happenings at the bonfire the night before. Before I go any further, I have to say that I never discuss politics. I'm a firm believer in, I'm not going to change your views and you are not going to change mine, so when the subject of politics comes up, I try to quickly change the subject. With that being said, some of you might not agree with how I feel on this subject. Again, I am not talking politics, so here we go...

I was raised in a predominately blue collar area of Houston. It's more of a suburb of Houston, it's not actually a city. Anyway, when I was in high school (1990-1994) when the National
Anthem was played people stopped talking, stood up and took their hats off and put their hand over their heart. This was not the case on 10/4/07. The announcer announced that the band would be playing the National Anthem and all of the adults stood, removed their hats, put their hands over their hearts but the students sat their and talked and laughed. One jackass even had the audacity to start jumping up and down on the aluminum stands. I'm sorry, but this is unacceptable! If my mother or grandparent (especially my Nanny) saw me acting like that when the National Anthem was played I would have received a beating like no other. When did parents stop teaching their children about respect for our country, our flag and our anthem. I wanted to cry, even though our community has never been known for being the "rich" area, we still had pride. I can even remember back in 1991, when Desert Storm was going on, we had a rally in our stadium for the troops. The rally recognized the families of the alumni that were in the military at that time. We had oak trees in front of our school and every one of them had a yellow ribbon tied around them. We had a board in the main office with a list of all alumni that were serving at that time. If memory serves, there were rallies all over the city of Houston at that time. I just don't understand how so much can change in 17 years. And, before you start leaving angry comments about how could I sit here and support the war etc...go back and read what I've written. I have not said that I am for OR against the war, and I'm not going to discuss my feeling on this war here.

So, after the anthem was played, they played the school song, fight song etc... Then they introduced the football team one by one. OH MY GOD!!! You would think that the coaches would sit the players down and explain that there would be A LOT of alumni in town because 50th festivities. You would think the parents would want their children to look nice when they are being introduced. This was not the case. Every member of the football team had to hold their pants up with one hand. Can someone explain to me why young men feel the need to wear their clothes 5 times too big? Couldn't someone have told them that the school was making a really BIG deal of this homecoming? I wanted to scream, "Take those damn sunglasses off. It's 8:00 at night. Is the moon blinding you???" Why couldn't someone have said, "You might want to tone the thug down just a tid bit." Maybe I'm just old, maybe I've become a prude of some sorts, but there has to be others out there that think the way I do.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Walking with Single Girl #3

I know that I said that the pictures featured in my "Walking with Single Girl" series would be pictures of my feet, but this was too cute not to post...




Killer Feet

This is a picture of Thing 2 at karate practice. I used to think there was nothing cuter than 7 year olds playing T-ball, I think I was wrong. Watching him in karate class is pretty damn cute.

Until next time...

Single Girl

50 Years & Still Struttin'

That was the theme for the Homecoming festivities Friday night. It was AWESOME!!! Friday marked the 50th homecoming game at my high school. Before the game started we had alumni walk across the field from the graduating class of 57-58 to the class of 06-07. The line of alumni stretched from the 50 yard line on the visitors side of the stadium all the way around the track to the home side of the stadium. It was amazing to see how much things have changed. (I was appalled at the bonfire on Thursday night, but I will save that for another post.) Anyway, the community I grew up in has grown tremendously since I was there. Anyway, after we walked across the field, the drill team alumni took the field with the current drill team girls. It was fun, but I will say this...if anyone ever suggests that alumni perform on the field ever again, with only one day to learn the dance and clean it, I will say NO! It was hot, humid, sticky and nerve-racking. After the game, there was a reception at the local hotel in our town. We had the lady who originated our drill team and 6 of the original line members there. I know that it was just a high school drill team, but Friday night it seemed like so much more. This little team that started in 1957 has meant so much to so many girls, ladies, women, whatever you want to call us. I can remember being little and looking up to some of those ladies that were there that night. Anyway, not only did we honor the first director, we honored a director that was there from 1962-1982 and the current director, who was my teacher/director/friend, she has been there since 1990. A week before the celebration, I got the news that I would be giving an award to my director. I agonized all week about what I would say about this woman; this woman who at times I hated, pushed me to limits I never knew I had, made me cry, but ultimately I loved unconditionally. So, I will share with you all what I said about The Director...

It doesn't seem like it's been 18 years since I met The Director. My freshman year was The Director's first year at "Our High School" and as a director and over the past 18 years, she has not only been my teacher and director she has become a very close friend. I hope she realizes how much of an impact she has on her students' life. She definitely had a huge impact on mine. For many of us, when we look back at high school the majority of our memories revolve around "the drill team" and for those of us, who were lucky enough to have her as a director, know that that was because of The Director. She taught us so many things that the average high school student will not learn until they are actually in "the real world." As a line member, she taught us to have pride: Pride for our country, our community, our team and ourselves. She taught us that with hard work and perseverance, anything was possible. She taught us the importance of team work. She helped our parents instill morals in us. She was one of those rare teachers that not only cared about her students, but also got to know them and their families as well. As an officer, she taught us the art of having tact. You learned how to keep the peace, and anyone who has ever been around 50 teenage girls at one time knows that this is no easy task. She taught us to be leaders not tyrants and she taught us that our critiques should be constructive not condescending. Because of The Director, I know the importance of lipstick, I know that PDA is not only tacky but also very unlady-like, I am one of a select few that know the meaning of "Mary Jane Curly," and I know that a sequined belt pinned in a V on a black unitard is not only fashionable but also quite slimming. I would like to take this opportunity to say thank you. Thank you for coming to our "town." Thank you for making us better dancers. Thank you for being such a positive role model. Thank you for encouraging us to dream. Thank you for always calling us ladies not girls. And thank you for never letting us settle for anything but our best. I sincerely hope that "the high school" knows how much you mean to this community and to your ladies, past and present.

Then the awards were over, there was dancing and a slide show with pictures of the last 50 years of our drill team. All in all, it was a pretty cool night.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Lost & Found

It's a known fact that every single girl has to have her gay best friend. (I think it's a law.) Well, let us just say that I lost mine about four years ago. I don't mean we had a fight or anything like that, I mean I literally lost him. When I was with the ex, i did one of those stupid girl things...I devoted the majority of my time to him and neglected my friends, so we kinda lost track of each other. Last time I talked to him he and his partner lived in Galveston. Well, when I called the number I had for them, *gasp*, they were gone! I have searched high and low for them, but sadly, I never could find them. Everytime I would drive around the lower Westheimer area or down Fairview, I would think of my friend. (Oh, by the way, his name is Ducky. When he was younger he looked and dressed like Ducky from Pretty In Pink.) Anyway, Wed. night when I got hom from taking Thing 2 to karate, I checked my email and noticed I had some messages on myspace. I checked my myspace page and to my surprise, there was a picture Ducky looking at me. I HAD BEEN FOUND!!! When I opened the email, it had his phone number asking me to call him. As tears welled up in my eyes, I dialed the number and he answered. It was my Ducky! I found out why I couldn't find him...He and his partner, we'll call him Doc, were legally married a couple of years ago in Cape Cod so he now has his husband's last name. We talked like no time had passed. Unfortunately, he is going out of town this weekend, so I will be going to their house next Saturday. I can't wait to see them, I don't think I've ever been this excited about seeing anyone.

So, my single life is complete...
I have my best friend: Doodlebug.
The guy friend I went out with, but realized friendship was best: Vegan
The woman who always gives me the best advice, but I refuse to listen: the mom
My cat
and now I have my Ducky back!

I feel so "Carrie Bradshaw." Only taller and chunkier and not as great of a shoe collection.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Walking with Single Girl 9/17/07

Friend Date

This is Vegan and me at the movies waiting for Super Bad to start. Vegan splurged a little and ate popcorn with extra "buttery goodness." Although, is the butter they use at movie theatres REAL butter???

A video review of my weekend.

Friday: Vegan & I went on, what I call, a "friend date."



Super Bad was extremely funny! Before we went to the movie, we...went to IKEA, then ate mexican food, then headed over to the theatre. After the movie, we went back to his house and went to bed...he slept on the right, I slept on the left and his boxer slept in the middle. I snuggled with her all night long!

Saturday night: Escort & I went to the Meridian and saw these people...



For those of you who don't know, this is the Reverend Horton Heat. This band puts on one of the best shows EVER!!! If you have never checked them out, you should. I highly recommend them!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Congratulations are in order...

I would like to send a big Congratulations out to Hoochie! She and her finace were married yesterday! So, now if I need to talk about her husband, his name will be Mr. Hoochie.

I am raising my glass to you...

Here's to the both of you, I hope you have many years of wedded bliss!

Love ya,

Single Girl

A Man with a Beard in NYC

A couple of posts ago, I mentioned a man that I named Short Timer. Well, Short Timer will be leaving for NYC in a couple of weeks. One thing I did not mention is that Short Timer has a beard. I'm not talking boy band, skinny beard, I'm not talking Miami Vice "stubble"...no, I'm talking full-blown, thick, letmerunmyfingersthroughyourbeard beard. There are a lot of men who could not pull this look off, but somehow it works for him. With that being said, here is what I think will happen once he makes the move to NYC...

When our hero arrives in New York City with his two children (dogs) he doesn't know what to expect. Like so many others, he has come to "the Big Apple" to start a new life. All of his posessions belong to others in Houston now. All he has is his clothes, his dogs, his computer and a dream.

It's a beautiful autumn day, the sun is shining, there are white, puffy clouds in bright blue skies, leaves are starting to turn from green to red and orange and there is a cool breeze in the air, so Short Timer decides to take the dogs for a walk in Central Park. As he is looking around and playing with the dogs a man walks up to him and starts studying Short Timers face. Short Timer looks at the man and notices that he has a beard also and thinks to himself, "That guy looks very familiar." Just as Short Timer starts to walk away the bearded man starts talking to him...

The Man: (shaking Short Timer's hand) I'm Phil Olsen, founder and self-appointed captain of Beard Team USA.

Short Timer: Hi, I'm Short Timer.

Phil Olsen: Has anyone ever told you that you have a magnificent beard? Have you ever thought of registering it and competing?

At this point, Short Timer looks at him with shock and disbelief.

Short Timer: As a matter of fact, I have considered doing that.

Phil Olsen: Come with me, let's go get some lunch and talk.

They go to a small bistro and sit outside. Short Timer sets a bowl of water on the ground so the dogs don't get parched.

Phil Olsen: Have you ever heard of Beard Team USA?

Short Timer: I actually have, I've been reading the Beard Team USA blog for several months now.

Phil Olsen: I think you are exactly what the team has been looking for.

Short Timer: What do you mean?

Phil Olsen: We have been looking for someone to be the "face" of Beard Team USA. What do you do for a living?

Short Timer: I just moved here, I'm currently looking for a job.

Phil Olsen: Well, look no further...I've got big plans for you.

Short Timer's life was never the same after that brief meeting. It all started with his first competition...The World Beard and Mustache Championship in Anchorage, Alaska. For a year, Short Timer had taken care of his beard, he made sure to shampoo and condition it every night, he combed it once a day (100 strokes to promote shine.) Once he arrived at the Championship, people started to take notice. No one's beard compared to the one that Short Timer had. At the end of the championship they announced the winner...SHORT TIMER! It was at that moment that Phil Olsen knew that he had made the right choice for the "face" of Beard Team USA. Not only did Short Timer have a beard that far surpassed everyone else's, he also had boyish good looks and a sense of humor that made everyone instantly like him. After the first competition, Short Timer started going on interviews...There was Live with Regis and Kelly, the Today Show, The Howard Stern Show, and E! News Daily. He was an immediate star! Soon after all the media attention started, Beard MADNESS began. Every man in the U.S. started growing beards and every woman wanted to be with a man who had a beard. Short Timer knew that with his beard and his dry wit he was destined for more than the poster boy for Beard Team USA, then the call came that he had been waiting his whole life for. VH1 called him while he was on his way home to visit friends and family in Houston...they wanted him to be one of the people that talked about current events on "The Best Week Ever." He told them he would have to think about it, because he didn't want to sound too eager...he called them the next day and accepted their offer. He has since become one of the more popular commentators on VH1 and can be seen as one of the segments on VH1's "I Love the 2000's: 2009 - Beard Madness." I will be able to say, I hung out with that guy a couple of times.

So, there you go...my prediction for Short Timer. You never know, it could happen.

And yes, I do know, I am a dork.

Until next time...

Single Girl

I am retarded...

I went back and read my blog and realized that I had a couple of typos...I hate when I do that. I guess that teaches me to not blog at 4:30am. I went back and fixed what I saw, hopefully I caught them all.

Single Girl

Getting Old...

It's funny to me that when I say I'm getting old people come back with, "You're only 31, that's young!" Well my friends, I might only be 31 but my body feels like it is about 60. In my last post, I told you all about the dance class I went to and how my body just doesn't bend like it used to. I knew I would be sore for a couple of days, one thing I didn't count on was past injuries coming back to haunt me. Since last Tuesday, my back has been hurting. Saturday, I had to go to a wedding with Escort, and like an idiot, I wore 3" heels. (Skinny not stacked.) Sunday, as I walked around in a hungover haze, I realized the right side of my back was KILLING me. I'm fine as long as I am laying down, which is not going to help me much at work today. And, to top it all off, I'm a freak when it comes to taking medication. I REFUSE to take anything in pill form. If I have a headache I just let it run it's course, unless I start feeling sick then I'll take an advil or something. My thinking is, if you take aspirin (or advil, aleve, etc.) whenever you have a slight twinge of pain, your body starts to build an immunity to the pain relieving properties of the aspirin, but if you only take it when you REALLY need it, it works faster. I know there is no logic to this, but I can't help it. I will say this, my back hurts bad enough that I think I am going to stop this morning and pick up some advil. I know, I'm strange. So, my friends in blogger world, please send good thoughts my way and let's hope that I can make it the whole day sitting in a chair in front of a computer.

Until next time...

Single Girl

I don't bend like I used to!

As most of you know, I took a belly dancing class last month. I remember saying it was fun and I was going to go back and take more. Well, as usual, I changed my mind. The more I thought about it, the more I thought, "I haven't taken any kind of dance class since 1994, I should have been sore and I should have been sweating." I had taken the class to get some sort of exercise, but realized that there were women in there that had been taking the classes for over a year and they were bigger than me. So, I scratched the belly dancing. Still wanting some sort of exercise along with a little bit of artistic expression, I talked to my old drill team director about a dance studio that she and her daughter go to. She was telling me how wonderful the classes were and that the teachers were amazing. So, last night I took my first jazz class in 13 years. OH HOLY JESUS, my body hurts!!! I forgot that I actually had hip flexers. Not only did this dance class point out how out of date the dancing I did is, it also made me feel extremely LARGE! I have clued you all in on the fact that I am not a small person, I never have been. I have never had the "dancer body" that most girls have when they take dance as long as I did. I was standing in that dance class last night looking around at all the waif thin girls surrounding me. Don't get me wrong, I think I kept up with all the 15-20 year olds reasonalby well. I was actually shocked that I was still able to do a double pirouette. (A turn on one leg with the foot of the free leg under your knee.) We learned some choreography and by the end of the class I had it for the most part, except for looking like an oaf. Seriously, I looked like a defensive lineman compared to these little girls. There was one part of the choreography where we had to jump and I could have sworn after I jumped, I felt the building shift...the stick figures at the other end of the studio went flying in the air, you know, kinda like the seesaw effect. I've always said that I'm surprised I never had an eating disorder. My ballet teacher and drill team director were constantly on my ass to lose weight. It was so bad that, in the sixth grade, when other kids were eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on Wonder Bread I was taking salad and iced tea to school for lunch. But now that I look back at pictures, I don't know where they wanted me to lose it from. Seriousely, you could have bounced a quarter off my ass. After all the years of battling my weight issues, I thought I had finally come to grips with the fact that I will never be what society sees as "thin" and I thought I was ok with that. I think was fooling myself. But, as large as I felt I still had a good time. I have paid for the month of September, we'll see how it goes after that.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Happy Birthday!!!

To the most important man in my life!

Today is my Paw Paw's 83rd birthday. Can you imagine? He has lived through so much, probably more than any of us will see in our lifetimes. He is the one man that has been a constant in my life, he was my father-figure when the one that was supposed to be walked out, he gave praise when it was earned, and bless his heart, dealt with all the weirdos I dated when I was growing up.

So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAW PAW!

Thank you for being there for Mom, the Sister and Me.

Love ya,
Single Girl

Words to live by.

I thought I would share with you my two favorite quotes...

"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." - George Santayana
Although, my Paw Paw told me, "Those who forget the past tend to repeat it."

And I found this one today, and I fell in love with it!!!

"A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left." - Marilyn Monroe

Until next time...

Single Girl

Candy Panties

I was cleaning up my bedroom this weekend and found a "gag" gift that my sister gave me on my birthday. It was a pair of candy panties along with a t-shirt that says, "It's better to have loved and lost than live with the psycho the rest of your life." I have actually worn the shirt out and have received numerous compliments on it. So, kudos to the sister. I have never actually even tried the panties on.

So, like I was saying, I came across these panties and actually looked at the box and it made me laugh. I took a picture of the box so I can explain to you why I find these things so humerous...


Here's the front


Here's the back

There are two reasons why I find this comical...

1. There are actually Nutrition Facts printed on the side of the box. Apparently, each serving of these delicious panties have 80 calories, the only bad thing is there are 5 servings per container. So, if you are watching what you eat, no pun intended, you would have to feast on these panties 5 different times.

2. Please check out the back view of these panties...it's a thong! Notice the print on the back side of the panty box...The sweetest thing you will ever taste! I don't want to sound like a prude or anything, but I don't think I would want to eat that part of the panty off of someone, much less let someone eat that part of the panty off of me. There would have to be A LOT of love involved.

I will say this, they are Vegan friendly! (Even though I fell off the vegan wagon about a month ago.)

Here's a big thank you to the sister for both gifts, they both made me laugh A LOT!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Thursday Meme

1. Can you cook?
*I'm not good at cooking meat. Cooking meat kinda freaks me out, I never know if it's done all the way through. One time I was baking 2 bonelss, skinless chicken breasts and by the time I was done, I had 8 chicken fingers because I had cut into them so many times to make sure they were done all the way through. I will say that I have learned how to prepare some very awesome Vegan dishes.

2. What was your dream growing up?
*When I was little I wanted to be a dancer. (Rockette not pole) Sadly, the older I got the curvier I got. Have you ever seen a dancer (professional not pole) with an hour-glass figure??? Neither have I.

3. What talent do you wish you had?
*I wish I could sing, because if I could sing then I would be perfect in the cast of Rent. They'll hire any body type for that show!

4. Favorite place?
*I don't really have a specific "favorite place." I'm happy anywhere, especially if it is a place that serves beer!

5. Favorite vegetable?
*My all time favorite vegetable is spinach...cooked not raw.

6. What was the last book you read?
*I can't remember the exact title, I think it was something like 100 Stupid People That Are Srewing Up America by Bernard Goldberg.

7. What zodiac sign are you?
*Pisces

8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
*I have one tattoo that up until a couple of months ago I hated, then I found out how much it would cost to have it removed. Now I have accepted it's presence. Both of my ears are pierced and so is my right nipple. My nipple has been pierced since I was 21 years old, I took it out last summer for about an hour, because I thought I was too old for it, then I decided that I missed it. Plus, what's wrong with having an adorned boob???

9. Worst habit?
*Smoking! I quit in June for two weeks, then I started again. I really need to quit.

10. What is your favorite sport?
*Dancing. Some of you might not think of this as a sport, but dancers are some of the most athletic people you will ever meet. And, unlike your typical "sports athlete" they will perform injured. Have you ever tried leaping with a twisted ankle??? It's not fun, but the show must go on!!!
11. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
*I like to think I'm optimistic, but I have my negative side also. So, I guess a little of both.

12. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
*I don't really know. Anything bad that has happened to me has happened for a reason and good things normally come from that.

13. Tell me one weird fact about you:
*Everything that I look at has to be symetrical. Even when I choreograph a dance. If the group does 4 buffalos to the right, they have to repeat it to the left. Everything has to be balanced.

14. Do you have any pets?
*I have one really big, fat cat. She probably weighs 30lbs. When she steps on me, she leaves bruises and when I pick her up...I have to use both hands.

15. Do you know how to do the macerana?
*Sadly, yes. Although, I don't do it anymore! And you shouldn't either!

16. What time is it where you are now?
*The time is 8:03 am CST

17. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
*I think they're kinda scary.

18. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be???
*I would probably be thinner.

19. What color eyes do you have?
*I have green eyes!

20. Ever been arrested?
*Yes, I told y'all about that in June.

21. What is your favorite drink?
*Water or Diet Coke, unless I'm at a bar then it's beer or dirty martinis

22. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
*Probably shop, I have a serious addiction.

23. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
*I'm more of a chewing gum kinda girl...Orbit for me!

24. What 's your favorite place to hang at?
*Anywhere as long as I'm hanging out with my mom or Doodlebug.

25. Do you believe in ghosts?
*YES!!! And they freak me out!

26. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
*I shop, A LOT!

27. Do you swear a lot?
*You could say that. I've worked with truck drivers for the past 5 years, what do you expect?

31. Biggest pet peeve?
*People who breathe heavy and people who shovel food in their mouth.

32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
*AWESOME!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Houston Weather SUCKS!!!

I am so sick of Houston weather! The entire summer it has either rained like a son of a bitch or been hotter than hell! When you put the two together, you have weather that is very reminiscent of an armpit.

Why, why, WHY does it have to be so friggin' humid in the Bayou City??? Why, why WHY do I have to have naturally curly hair??? Why, why WHY do I have to have oily skin??? For those of you who don't know, I straighten my hair EVERY day. This morning was no different. I looked in the mirror and thought, "Wow, I'm having a pretty good hair day today." I also apply makeup every morning, again, this morning was no different. After the makeup was applied I thought, "Wow, my face looks pretty good!" You know, it was one of those mornings that the hair and makeup was as close to perfect as you can get. I had no wispy, fly-away hair...the black, liquid eyeliner I had applied was even and the same width on both eyes. (I know y'all have had these days.) So, I was feeling pretty good...Then, I walked outside. Instantly my face become dewy and my hair, well let's just say by the time I got to my car I looked like a walking microphone. And it's gone downhill from there. As a matter of fact, I'm looking outside right now and it's raining. Beautiful! By the end of the day I'm going to look like Rosanne Rosanna Danna.

Wish me luck with fitting my hair in my car on my way home.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Something different

I have done a lot of thinking about my blog lately. Like, what can I do to add some "spice" to it? Well, I came up with an idea this weekend...I don't know how well it will be received, but I kinda like it. As you all know, I have not revealed my name or a picture of myself yet. I kinda like being anonymous. (Although; a lot of you know who I am and what I look like, but that's beside the point.) I have decided that I am going to have a weekly photo of my feet in different locations. I like to think it artsy and avant-garde, but most likely it will just be retarded and dorky, and I'm ok with that. (Also, I have a lot of cute shoes!) Each picture will be named, because it is "art," and I will give you some background into what I was doing at the moment the picture was taken. I am going to call this weekly segment..."Walking with Single Girl."

Here we go...


Stop! Collaborate & Listen.

I took this picture sitting in my car outside of Doodlebug's house. I went over there this evening for her birthday. You are probably wondering about the name...well, I drive a mustang and as you all know in Vanilla Ice's "Ice Ice Baby" he asked us all to "Stop! Collaborate and Listen." Then proceded to describe his 5.0 with the rag top down so his hair could blow. Now, my Mustang is not a 5.0, it's not even a GT for that matter, and it's a hard top. I have way to much hair for a convertable, when I got to my destinaton I would look like a lion and a Mustang GT would be totally wasted on me since I drive like a maw maw.

So, there you have it. The first picture in the series...

WALKING WITH SINGLE GIRL

Until next time...

Single Girl

Happy Birthday Hoochie!!!

I almost forgot!!!

Happy 30th birthday Hoochie!!!

It's not so bad!!! I promise.

Love ya,

Single Girl

Happy Birthday Doodle!!!

I would like to send a big birthday hug to my dear, sweet Doodlebug!!!

Happy 32nd.

Hope you get lots of good stuff!!!

Love ya,

Single Girl

Can I get a beer and a shot of tequila please!

The first thing I would like to say on today's post is Thank You! Thank you to Rice Spice, Hoochie, Princess Pixiebell and Sublime Enigma for your kind words. I will have you all know, I'm doing better.

So, on to Saturday.

Originally, I had planned to spend Saturday with Vegan. We were going to do some shopping then probably go to a bar that evening. Well, sadly, he had to work on Saturday...So, I went out with a guy that I have gone out with a couple of times. We went to a couple of sports bars on the north side of Houston so we could watch football with some of his friends. I will say this, I WAS BORED TO TEARS!!! This gentleman is very nice, but very boring. Something I find rather strange is that he tells a lot of stories, but they are never stories about him. Usually it's stories about situations his friends get into, and I'm sure these stories would be funny if I actually knew the people he is speaking about. So, the date ended about 9:45 Saturday evening. I was not ready to call it a night so I called Vegan. Lucky for me; he was home, he wasn't doing anything and he didn't have any company. I went and picked up a 12 pack of beer and headed to his apartment. By 4:00 in the morning we had finished the beer and taken 3-4 shots of tequila. The whole night was a mixture of talking, laughing, picture-taking, dancing and crying. We talked about how neither one of us were "lucky in love" but decided that that was ok since we had each other, we laughed about stupid stuff, as we started to get a good drunk on we took picures of each other. Then the fun part of the evening started...we were listening to music and started dancing around his living room. Let me tell you, trying to teach someone to waltz while drunk is not an easy task. Then we were looking around on myspace and he showed me his ex-fiancee's myspace page. That got us talking about our exes, thus starting the crying. He pulled out what would have been his wedding ring and some things she had given him, I walked to my car and got my ex-box and we looked through that. I know it sounds absurd, but I think it was a good thing. Apparently both of us needed someone to talk to about all the thoughts rolling around in our heads and fortunatly we were there for each other. As crazy as it sounds, Saturday night will go down in my memory as one of the best Saturdays ever. I am so glad that Vegan and I found each other and have become such good friends, he has become one of those people that I will always be there for and I know he will be there for me. I've said before, I don't fully open up to anyone but for some unknown reason, I feel comfortable talking to him about anything. Maybe it's getting the male perspective on men that I go out with, people I associate with, and the things I do day to day. I don't know. We've only known each other since April, but it seems like a lot longer. A friendship like ours doesn't come around very often, hopefully everyone gets to experience this kind of friendship at least once in their life.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Wrong Number

Have you ever called anyone by mistake??? Everyone has, right? Well, this morning I thought I was calling a friend and when the person on the other line answered the phone, it was not my friend...it was my ex! I had mistakingly called my ex-boyfriend, I did what any person would do in that situation...I hung up. As soon as I hung up, tears started welling in my eyes. The last time I talked to him was last October and he was friendly, but cold. Does that make sense? I think I misdialed because August 23 would have been our 7th anniversary. Sometimes I think about our relationship and I think, "Did I make the right decision?" Ultimately, I know that it was...but there is still that little piece of me that wonders, what if. What if we would have stayed together, I know that I would have had a good life. I know that I would have been taken care of. I know that I would have been "content." But, is that enough? The main reasons I broke up with the ex was because we were in the same place we were in when we first started dating, he still lived in Humble and I still lived in Clear Lake, he traveled 4-6 months out of the year for work and I didn't feel there was any "passion" in our relationship. He and I both had severe commitment issues. (I know mine stem from a father that left and didn't look back, his were because his family was just plain nuts.) Over the six years we were together, we started trusting each other and were happy for the most part but there were other issues that I won't get into here. It's hard to go from talking to someone every day for 6 years to not talking to them at all. Is it normal to do this still after a year of being apart?

As I type this, I'm getting teary eyed again...So, I'm going to stop for now.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Just Say Nope to Dope!!!

I was watching Fox & Friends this morning and they mentioned this story...

ROCHELLE — Do drug dealers issue gift cards if their buyers aren’t satisfied with the product?
Apparently a Rochelle woman thought so when she called the local police to help “get her money back” after she was unhappy with the crack cocaine she had bought Thursday night.
Juanita Marie Jones, 53, of 957 Gordon St. called Rochelle Police late Thursday night after she purchased what she thought was a $20 piece of crack cocaine, she said.
She told officers she broke the rock into three pieces and smoked one, only to discover the rock was “fake.” She told Officer Joel Quinn and Deputy John Shedd of the Wilcox County Sheriff’s Office that she wanted them to get her money back.
Jones took the officers into her kitchen and showed them the alleged “fake” rock at which time they arrested her on charges of possession of cocaine.
She was taken to the Rochelle Police Department where she is awaiting a bond hearing.

What the hell is wrong with people??? This is why drugs are bad!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Hello

Well hello all!

I don't know why I've been so uninspired lately. But, apparently I'm not the only one. Hoochie and Rice Spice seem to be going through the same funk as I have. Although, Rice Spice should have something today since she just got back from Jamaica...lucky girl!

So, for your reading pleasure, here is what's been going on...

The Brother
Anyway, as you all know I have a sister, but you probably don't know that I also have a brother. We have the same father but different mothers. I have mentioned before that my parents divorced in 1980 and after that we didn't see my father or his family. I got back in contact with my brother when I was 19 years old, I drove to his home in Hull, TX and spent the day with his family. I remember having so much fun getting to know my nieces, nephews, brother and sister-in-law...at that time there were 4 kids, 2 girls and 2 boys. A couple of years later they moved to the Lake Jackson area, then a couple of years after that they moved to the Witchita Falls area and we lost contact. Well, about a week ago, I was on myspace and decided to search for his kids, I found his oldest son and then got an email from my brother. I found out that they have added an adopted son and 2 foster children. And, to top it all off, my oldest niece has gotten married AND had a child! I can't believe so much has happened in 10 years. Hopefully, we will keep in touch this time around.

The Vegan
I am so glad that Vegan and I did not try to force a relationship, he has become one of my closest friends. We talk to each other every day, and it's kinda cool. We can talk about anything. He is the one guy I can be a total dork with and he accepts me in all my beautiful dorkdom. Tuesday night, I went and had dinner with him...it was the first time we had seen each other since June. I wish he didn't work so much so we could hang out more often.

The New Friend
I recently started emailing back and forth with a friend of Movie Buff's and we hung out Tuesday night and Sunday night. (His name will be Short-Timer, he is moving to NYC in a month and a half.) I am so envious of him, I wish I had the nerve to sell all of my things and move to a different state. I find him intriguing, he is different from any of the people I normally associate with. It actually makes me a little sad that we didn't hang out sooner, I think we could have had and interesting friendship.

Doodlebug
I have said it before and I will say it again...I love Doodlebug! She and I are closer now than we ever were before. She and her family have become my family. I am the Jackie to their Dan and Roseanne. (Although, we are MUCH better looking!!!)

Until next time...

Single Girl

Just to set the record straight...

Apparently, to people who do not know me, my last post came across that I don't like children. This is not the case. I am a firm believer that there are some people that are meant to be mothers. For example...

Mother of Three - She is a wonderful mother. She has a wonderful family and I really do need to spend more time with them.

Doodlebug - Another awesome mom. All three of her Little Doodles are great, and I have come to look at them as my little nieces and nephews.

My sister - One of the best moms I've ever been around. She has sacrificed a lot for her kids and has been very supportive of Thing 1's soccer, Thing 2's karate and we haven't found out what Thing 3 is going to be into. (Although, I really think she needs a tapper in the bunch. Hey, Aunt Single Girl can dream.)

Hoochie - Another good mom. She's had to deal with her little girl's dad for the past nine years, that right there shows that she has the patience of a saint.

My mother - The BEST mom I have ever seen. Others should aspire to be the kind of mom I had growing up and the kind of mom I have as an adult.

I also know that there are some people that are not cut out to be a mother. For example...

Me.

I had an anonymous person post a comment on my last post saying that because I don't want kids, people don't look at me like I'm a freak. Well, I beg to differ. When you are a woman and you make the comment that you don't want kids, people automatically assume that it's because you don''t like kids. Just to set the record straight; I love kids and usually kids love me. The reason for this is because I am a big kid. I will get on a trampoline and jump as long as I can with children and laugh the whole time. I have taken Thing 2 to Moody Gardens just the two of us and we ran around the whole aquarium part like we were both 5 years old. I will sit there and sing Old McDonald's Farm in the car for hours making up new sounds for all the animals. Another thing people say when you don't want kids, "You should try it, just have one." What the hell kind of statement is that. Do they not realize that when you have a kid, you can't give it back? It's not like you have a choice in the matter. Can you imagine if I went to work and someone asked me, "Hey Single Girl, how's the baby doing?" And I came back with, "Oh well you know, I took your advice and I tried it and decided being a mother just wasn't for me, so I dropped it off at one of those safe havens." Why is it so difficult to understand when a woman has made the decision to not have children. So, to say that people don't look at you like you're a freak when you say you don't want kids is a little on the ridiculous side. I will say this...just because I like kids, doesn't mean I like all the things that go along with the kids. Like diapers - yuck, spit up - yuck, crusty booger nose - yuck. Other things that I don't do...Baby Showers. A dreaded event for most of the singletons I know. People ooohing and ahhing over little socks and onesies, don't get me wrong their cute...but I don't think I've ever felt the need to oooh or ahhh over tiny clothes.

Now for some things that annoy me about people with children.

1. When you are at a store and your child is screaming or yelling "momma, momma, momma, momma" Please answer your child. Just because you can block them out, does not mean the rest of can. We would like to enjoy our day of shopping too.

2. People with children in a restaurant that allow them to scream the whole time they are sitting in a booth, allow them to stand in the booth and stare me while I am trying to eat, and my favorite when the parent allows the child to start throwing food. Those of us without the children would like to enjoy our meal too.

3. People who take their children into a grocery store, or any store for that matter, with no clothes on. I have issues with parents dragging their kids around in nothing more than a diaper, crusty snot nose, and dirty knees and feet.

When I referred to the Duggars as freaks, that is my opinion. For one thing, I don't see how a mother can nurture 17 children all at once. Let's just say that the whole family sleeps on average of 7 hours a night, that would leave 17 hours left in the day. If my math is correct, each child would receive about 1 hour of attention a day. Now, those of you who are parents with small children know that a small child requires more than just 1 hour of attention throughout the course of the day. So, the older children don't get their hour. How is that fair to the older kids?

Why is it that married couples with children can look down their nose at singletons, such as myself, but if you are single and don't have any children and you make one comment about a family, that by today's standards is a little odd, you get people like anonymous that assume you don't like kids or there is something wrong with you?

Think about that kiddos.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Oh Dear God...

I was looking on Yahoo this morning and came across this story...

Arkansas couple welcomes 17th child
By JILL ZEMAN, Associated Press Writer 19 minutes ago

It's a girl — again — for the Duggars. Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar welcomed their 17th child, and seventh daughter, into the world Thursday.
Jennifer Danielle was born at 10:01 a.m. at Saint Mary's Hospital in Rogers, Ark., the Duggars said in an interview. Jennifer weighed 8 pounds, 8 ounces and arrived five days after Michelle's due date.

Less than 30 minutes after giving birth, the Duggars already were talking of having more.
"We'd love to have more," Michelle said, adding that the girls are outnumbered seven to 10 in the family. "We love the ruffles and lace."
Jennifer joins the fast-growing Duggar brood, who live in Tontitown in a 7,000-square-foot home. All the children — whose names start with the letter J — are home-schooled.
The oldest is 19 and the youngest, before Jennifer, is almost 2 years old.

"We are just so grateful to God for another gift from him," said Jim Bob Duggar, 42, a former state representative. "We are just so thankful to him that everything went just very well."
Jennifer joins siblings Joshua, 19; John David, 17; Janna, 17; Jill, 16; Jessa, 14; Jinger, 13; Joseph, 12; Josiah, 11; Joy-Anna, 9; Jedidiah, 8; Jeremiah, 8; Jason 7; James 6; Justin, 4; Jackson, 3; Johannah, almost 2. The family includes two sets of twins.

Michelle Duggar said that Joshua, Janna, Jill and Jessa were at the hospital, but that the rest of the family planned to visit their new sister later Thursday.

Michelle Duggar said she started feeling contractions Wednesday night and went to the hospital at about 5 a.m. Thursday. "It actually went fast," she said. "I guess once I started progressing, it went within 30 minutes."

Jennifer was born via a VBAC — or vaginal birth after Caesarean, Jim Bob Duggar said.
The Duggars have been featured on several programs on cable's Discovery Health Network. The next special, the Duggar Family Album, is scheduled to air next month, Jim Bob Duggar said.
Among the "fun facts" listed on Discovery Health's Web page devoted to the Duggars: A baby has been born in every month except June; the Duggars have gone through an estimated 90,000 diapers, and Michelle, 40, has been pregnant for 126 months — or 10.5 years — of her life.

What the hell is wrong with these people? I understand that people love babies and all, but that just seems a bit excessive. And to top it all off, they say they want MORE!!!

Check out the picture of these freaks...

When I look at this my chest tightens a little. What the hell would possess someone to want 17 + children. Maybe it's because I have made the decision to not have children, maybe these two parents are just plain, ole wackadoos, I don't know...what I do know is if this family were ever at a restaurant, the hostess would sit me right next to them.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Life

So, it's been a week or so since my last post...a lot has happened.

Since Escort and I got back in contact and started hanging out again, I have gotten to know several of his friends. The first couple from his group that I was introduced to, I fell in love with. They had two children, the oldest was her son from a previous relationship and the youngest was their's together. Then a couple of months later, the couple started having some problems and they split up. Since I was closer to the female half of the couple I, naturally, started hanging out more with her. I wasn't close to the male part of the couple, we would hang out every once in a while when he was at Escort's house, but I didn't talk to him on a regular basis. He was one of the funniest guys I had ever met, but I didn't agree with a lot of his decisions or the lifestyle that he led. He reminded me a lot of the guy that I dated right out of high school, so that probably had a lot to do with my attitude toward him. Last Saturday, I got a phone call from Escort telling me that this guy had died. He had just turned 30 in June. He had started dating a girl from Baton Rouge and had moved there to be with her, they came to Houston for the weekend to spend time with his son. He had his son for a couple of hours Friday night, then Saturday the girlfriend woke him up around 8:30am and he asked her to just let him sleep, the girlfriend woke back up around 5pm and tried to wake him up and he was dead. This is the first time that I have known someone who was my age that has died. Friday was the memorial service for him, it was a very nice service. He was not an overly religous person, so there were no prayers or sermons, it was his friends coming to the front of the chapel and speaking about him. It is very difficult to watch men that you know get up and talk about one of their dearest friends and witness them choking back tears. Everyone was laughing and crying at the same time, although I thought there were some thngs were rather inappropriate. This is going to sound petty, but those of you who were raised in the south will understand what I'm talking about. His girlfriend that was with him when he died said some things that I thought could be hurtful to some of the people that were there and she wore white. There were people in blue jeans and flip flops. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I think our generation has totally lost their mind. What would make anyone think wearing white, blue jeans or flip flops to a funeral/memorial service would be appropriate??? Afterwards, everyone assemled at Escort's house and there was a party. Everyone was drinking and telling stories, that part of the day seemed like what he would have wanted. I think what hit me the hardest is that his son is 2 years old, so he won't have any memories of his father. Oh, and I didn't mention, the female half of the couple that I am friends with is 5 months pregnant with their second child. (It's a really strange situation.) So, that child will never have contact with it's father. Luckily, my friend has a huge support system and all of their friends will be able to tell their kids stories about their father. So, to all of my friends out there, thank you for being there for me. We really need to get together more often, you never know what life will bring.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Here's a Blast From the Past

It's raining, it's pouring
the old man is snoring
bumped his head
on the foot of the bed
and he didn't get up in the morning.

I am so SICK of the rain. It has to quit raining eventually...Right?

I think I'm going to trade my car in for a boat, I think a boat is more logical right now than a car. Is it just me or does it seem like there has only been 4 days that it has not rained this summer.

This weather makes me feel blue, and I hate that!

I have nothing else to say.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Ahhh, Memories...

I have a very strange memory. I can remember details about things from things that happened to me when I was very small. I still have memories of when my mother was still married to my sperm-donor and their divorce was final in 1980. (I was born in 1976, you do the math.) But some of the most vivid memories I have are when I hear certain songs and when there are certain scents in the air. When one of these two things happen, memories come flooding back. I don't know why I was thinking about this this morning, but I felt the need to get them into print.

The smell of fall, you know when the temperature finally gets down to about 72 degrees and the air feels crisp, that always makes me think of my friend from Cleburne, TX. We met when I was in the 8th grade and remained friends up until I was about 21, then we lost touch. He always came to Houston for Thanksgiving and then was here for Christmas and usually most of the summer. He was the guy that took me to my senior prom and didn't even have a problem with the Mickey Mouse vest and tie that I asked him to wear. Sadly, around 21 we lost touch and I haven't talked to him since.

"Swinging on Parade" - You've probably never heard of this song, this is the song my high school drill team did the opening "strut" to. Since I am so involved with the drill team alumni association, I attend a couple of home games every year, then leave right after half time. This always takes me back to when I was in high school, there was nothing better than getting on the field and hearing the crowd cheering, the smell of fresh cut grass, and the band playing that song.

"Do You Love Me" - I love this song, mostly because this is the song that my mother and I have a whole dance made up to. I told you all I am a big dork...well, so is my mother. When the band that we used to go and listen to would start to sing the song, the entire band would look over at us. They usually waited until about the third set to play it to ensure we had enough liquor in us to actually get up there and start dancing.

"Lady in Red" - This is the song I danced with Consierge guy for the first time at the hotel Christmas party. Three months later, he broke my heart.

"The Dance" - The first time I danced with my cowboy in 1994 at Wilson Road Dance Hall and at the end of the song, we shared our first kiss.

"Why" - The dance that was choreographed to this song was the most beautiful dance I've ever performed. To this day, whenever I hear it, it always brings tears to my eyes.

"Wonderful Tonight" - This was the first song that Spicoli and I danced to.

The smell of chlorine - When I was growing up, we had a swimming pool. Whenever I get around a pool and can smell the chlorine I remember all the weekly vollyball games in the pool with my mom, my sister, my grandparents, my neighbors and myself. Every weekend we would all get in the pool and play 4-5 games of vollyball. It also makes me think of my group of friends that I hung out with. My friends were at my house every weekend during the summer and we would be in the pool at all hours of the day or night.

"Crazy" - This reminds me of my Nanny, when she would cook she would either whistle or sing this song, it was her favorite. She loved Patsy Cline, so much so that we played all Patsy Cline music at her funeral.

The smell of Swisher cigars - Every time I smell a Swisher cigar I think of my boss Mike and all of our conversations at Pappacito's over drinks and our meetings on the breeze way of our old company.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Part II

So, as you all know, I spoke with the guy Saturday afternoon. Before I talk about our conversation, I'll give you a little more background on him.

As you know, when I met him, he was going to school in Maryland. His major was Molecular Engineering. He had aspirations of being in the Secret Service and was very conservative. When I spoke to him a year and a half later, he had moved to Colorado and was still going to school but he had changed his major to Geology. The last time I talked to him he had taken up snowboarding and he really enjoyed it. Now, on to the conversation from Saturday...

When he answered the phone I said, "Hey, this is Single Girl." His answer to me was "Uh-uh!"

He did not sound like the same person. He uses words like rad and sick and stoked. It cracked me up. Here is an excerpt from our first conversation...

Single Girl: So, you have a little boy now, huh?
the guy: Yea, he's SICK!!!
Single Girl: Aw, what's wrong with him?
the guy: No, I mean he's AWESOME!!!

You get my drift.

Anyway, he told me that he quit calling me because he thought the ex and I were getting married. We talked about all the things that have gone on in our lives up to this point. He told me that the invitation was still there to come to Colorado. He actually told me that he wanted to teach me to snowboard. I told him that I didn't know if that was such a great idea, seeing that gravity and I don't get along too well. (If you don't believe me, go back and read the True Colors post.) All we kept saying was how good it was to talk to each other again. Even though he speaks differently, I can tell that he is the same person that I went out with so many years ago. We spoke again on Sunday evening and he said that I should come to Colorado again and I told him that he should come to Houston. He said, "If I come to Houston, I would melt." I assured him that he wouldn't and that he was here for a whole summer and he was just fine, one weekend wouldn't kill him. He replied, "Hell yea, I'll come to Houston. I'm going to Houston, I'm STOKED." So, I guess that's a good thing. He emailed me this morning and said that he was sorry he had not had a chance to call me back, he is going out of town this weekend but when he gets back he is going to look into flights to Houston next month. So, it seems I will have a visitor in about a month...I'M STOKED!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

P.S. Don't think I'm getting my hopes up that something will come of this. He lives there and I live here. At least I'll have someone to visit in Colorado. Oh, and one other thing, his name is Spicoli.