Fire Extiguishiers and Vegetarian Burritos Don't Mix.

I spoke with Vegan briefly on Monday night, but our conversation got cut short as he had just used his fire extinguisher to put out the raging inferno that was his stove. Sadly, he was in the process of cooking his vegetarian, non-dairy burritos...the food didn't make it. :( So, needless to say, he was not in the most stellar of moods on Monday night. So, he called me last night and after about 15 minutes of chit chat, I told him that I needed to know something. I talked to him about the conversation on Sunday night regarding him not wanting to be in a relationship. I explained to him, that I didn't really want to be tied down at the moment either, and hoped that I was not giving signals that I was. He explained that he did not get that feeling from me and that he didn't know why he felt the need to say that. He said does enjoy spending time with (You were right Mr. Enigma!) but he doesn't want to get to the point where he feels he has to tell me where he's going, who he's with, etc. There was a lot more to the conversation but I won't bore you with the details. After this conversation, he asked me if I wanted to go to the Astros game on Sunday, so I guess that's a good sign. :) So, I feel much better about the whole situation...I am actually going to take the advice of Sublime Enigma and stop trying to apply female thoughts to male actions. I am going to just let things happen. Life is way less stressful when you go that route.

Until next time...

Single Girl

In regards to the last entry...

I re-read my last entry and realized that it sounded like I am wanting a long-lasting relationship with Vegan...that is not the case at this moment. Right now, I'm looking for people to have fun with and if eventually it grows into something more then woo hoo, if not then I have a new friend. I think what confuses me is the fact that he felt compelled to have that talk on the third night that we hung out. Sometimes I think that men believe that when a woman goes out with them more than once she is already hyphenating her last name and buying bride magazines. Anyway, just wanted to clarify my stance on the situation.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Memorial Day

I hope everyone is having a more eventful Memorial Day than I am. The weather is poo!!!

So, before I start my story about last night, I have to explain one of my rules...If I am talking to a gentleman, I will call him twice and then after that second call it's up to him. I like to think this shows some sort of pride and dignity on my part. I don't want to be known as the girl that can't take a hint.

So, with that being said...

I spoke to Vegan on Thursday early in the evening, and he told me to call him when I got home. So, when I got home I phoned him and there was no answer. I knew that he had to go to a wedding Friday evening, so I called Friday around lunchish...no answer. Vegan knows about my calling rule, so I did not attempt contact again. Sunday morning, I was on the computer and got an instant message from none other than Vegan that started out..."Hey, what's up sweetie pie?" We IMed back and forth for a little bit and asked what I was doing that afternoon. I explained that I had to go to a BBQ at my uncle's house and he told me to call him when I was done. I responded with, "Nope, I called twice...it's your turn." He said that he had contacted me so that should count. So, I gave him the benefit of the doubt. So, when we were about to leave my uncle's house I called and he asked me to come over. So, I go over there and he hugged and kissed me and told me that he had missed me since he had not seen me in a week. Me being the cynic, said, "Well, you didn't miss me too much you never returned my phone calls." He laughed and said that he was feeling "anti-social" on Saturday. Ok, whatever. So, we hung out at his house and watched tv then we watched Pan's Labrynth. (Really good movie!) Anyway, the whole time I'm there he's hugging me and kissing me. I was getting something out of the refrigerator and he put his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. Then, while we were watching the movie, I was sitting on the floor in front of him and the whole time he was rubbing my neck, playing with my hair, holding my hand, etc... So, it was really late when the movie was over and he asked me to just stay there so I wouldn't have to drive home in the middle of the night. So, we are laying in bed and he has one of his long legs thrown over me and both arms wrapped around me he says, "I'm a really bad boyfriend, a great friend, but a bad boyfriend." Ok, I don't know where that came from, since I have not mentioned being an exclusive couple. So I told him, "Did I say anything about you being my boyfriend?" And he basically goes on and on about how he doesn't want a relationship blah, blah, blah all the while he still is wrapped around me and kissing my head. What is that about? So, needless to say, I'm a little confuesed. I'm starting to do that thing that single girls the world over do....I'm over-analyzing. If what he says is true, then he's really not that interested in me, but if I go by his actions, then that would tell me that he is interested in me. Maybe he's just a weirdo, that wouldn't surprise me since he contacted me. It's like I told Doodlebug earlier today..."I'm like a beacon in the night for weirdos. It's like I have a fog horn on my head that sounds out...
WEEEEEIIIIIIIR-DOOOOOO" (You must say it like a fog horn, it makes more sense that way.) I think I'm going to quit stressing about it, just let things happen. As I type this, I am thinking that is a lot easier said than done. Like I told Doodlebug earlier, I love dating...it's new, exciting and fun, but sometimes I envy those that are in relationships, they pretty much know where they stand with their significant other. Like I said, I love dating but I hate playing games. So, any of you reading this; if you have any comments or suggestions, I would love to hear them.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Tomorrow

Tomorrow is May 26th, tomorrow will be my ex's 39th birthday, I'm not looking forward to tomorrow.

As most of you know, my ex and I were together for almost 6 years. In those 6 years we had some bad times and some very good times. There are times when I miss him and there are times when I'm glad it's over. But, there are still those memories of all the fun we had together when times were really good. As stupid as this sounds, I have a shoebox full of little stupid momentos, you know cards, pictures, notes, etc...and then it hit me, it's sad that 6 years fits in one shoe box. It has been almost a year since we broke up and that box is still in the trunk of my car. If I get it out of the trunk I will feel compelled to open it and I don't think I'm ready to do that just yet.

So, to my ex...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

I wish you all the happiness you deserve.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Happy Birthday Mom!!!

Today is my beautiful mother's birthday. If you read my post for Mother's Day, then you already know how amazing my mom is, if you haven't...go read it, she really is amazing! The one thing I will say about her that I didn't mention before is...she looks really young! She turned 55 today and has very few wrinkles and not one gray hair. ;) Most people say that we look a lot alike. Other than the fact that we both have green eyes, I don't really think we look that much like each other. However, I did seem to inherit her raunchy sense of humor, her very animated mannerisms, the not-wide but bubble butt, and luckily her perky boobs! So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

Until next time...

Single Girl

List of New Things

So, as I stated in my last post, I am going to fill you all in all the new things I would like to try this summer. This list is subject to change, since there are so many things that I want to try. So, here you go...

1. Belly Dancing - I have been talking about this for years, but have never taken the time to actually go to a class. As some of you know, I took dance classes from the time I was 3 all the way until I was 19. When I graduated from high school, I had planned on buying a dance studio, but after all the years of dance and 4 years of high school drill team I had become burnt out on dancing. I made the decision to pass on the dance studio when I was 19 and have since regretted it. Since then, I realized that the dance studio was my safe haven and I felt completely at home there. I have been to restaurants that have belly dancers that perform and it is amazing, sexy, beautiful and elegant all at the same time. There is actually a studio that specializes in belly dancing in my area, so I plan on going and signing up for classes. One other selling point...the curvier you are the better. I'm all for anything that celebrates the curves of a woman and doesn't make you feel like it would look better if you were waif thin.

2. Yoga - Yet another class I have been interested in but never made time to check out. Everytime I see anything about yoga the people that are doing it or talking about it look so relaxed and peaceful. I think I need that. I spend the majority of my time stressed out about one thing or another. It will also help me prepare for when I become a Cirque du Soleil performer. :)

3. Brazilian Wax - Yes my friends, I want to do this. I have expressed interest in this before and have had friends look at me like I'm nuts. But, I don't care. I have no idea why I want to do this, but for some reason it appeals to me. Now, I might get there and have it done and decide, you know what...that wasn't all that pleasant, I don't think I will do that again. But for some reason, it doesn't seem like it would be that bad. Maybe I am nuts.

4. Vegan - I have already informed all of you about this, so there is no need for me to say any more.

So, there you go. I have 4 new things on my list for me to try this summer. If any of you have any suggestions, please let me know.

Until next time...

Single Girl

P.S. Did y'all see my ex win Dancing with the Stars last night?

The Vegan

So, the guy that I have been talking to for the past couple of weeks is the one that got me curious as to whether I eat like a vegan for a month. I met him for the first time Thrursday night. With the exception of Doctor, all the other men I have met through the personals I have opted to meet in a public setting. You know; safety first, you never know if someone is going to be a serial killer or not. Anyway, so he and I met at Empire Cafe for coffee. I got there before he did and as I was walking to go into the restaurant, he pulled up. For those of you who don't know me, I'm 5'8...not amazon woman by any stretch of the imagination, but for some reason the majority of the guys I have met have been 5'9" and under. Vegan is 6'3", I felt like a pygmy standing next to him. Also, when I looked at his picture I thought he was very cute, in person he was even better! We sat outside and talked for a couple of hours. Before we met, when we would talk on the phone we would talk for at least four hours every time. So, I wondered if we would have anything to say to each other, luckily the conversation was just as good as when we talk on the phone. So, the first meeting went well!!!

Friday I didn't do anything.

Saturday I was supposed to go shopping with a friend of mine, but sadly, she had to cancel. So, I went shopping with my favorite shopping partner, my momma. We went to Ikea then we went down to lower Westheimer and went into a couple of shops, I'm surprised we didn't run into Hoochie as she was in that area on Saturday also. Anyway, we went into this antique store and apparently I have REALLY good taste. I found this buffet that I fell in love with, when I picked up the price tag I almost fell over. The price of this buffet was $44,900.00. Have you ever seen a piece of furniture that with tax would cost around $45,000.00? Who has an extra $45,000.00 to go to an antique store and say, "I like that buffet, I'll take it. Do you deliver?" I can't even imagine. Then, I tried to call Vegan to find out what he was doing, and found out that he was at the hospital, his grandmother had had a heartattack. What is it about me, that when I start talking to people they have family emergencies? Remember when Hook-Up's dad passed away??? Anyway, Saturday night I went to the home of Doodlebug and Movie Buff and watched Half Nelson. If you haven't seen it, you should. It's not a very uplifting movie, it's actually a little disturbing, but very good.

Sunday, while I was taking my nap, Vegan called and said he wanted to go shopping. I have found out, in one of our many conversations, that Vegan does not shop by himself. So, in my half-asleep grogginess, I asked him if he wanted me to go shopping with him. He said that he did so I got up and got dressed and went to his house. Now, for those of you who don't know, I live on the Southeast side of Houston, think NASA. He lives over in the Memorial/Spring Branch area. Here's a question, why can't I be interested in geographically desirable men? The cost of gas is killing me! Anyway, so I get to his apartment around 1p. We went shopping and hung out at his house. I did not get home until about 10:30p. I think I kinda like him.

So, all in all, a pretty good weekend.

Until next time...

Single Girl

The Summer of New Things.

I've decided that starting June 1, 2007 I am going to try something new and stick with it for the entire month, then keep track of how I enjoy these new things on here. The first thing I'm going to try is (drumroll)

Being a Vegan.

I've been talking to this guy from the personals that is a Vegan and I started thinking to myself, "I wonder if I could do that for an entire month?" So, what the hell, I'm going to try it. Those of you who know me know that the majority of what I eat is crap. So, I'm going to go to the bookstore and find a book that will tell me what I need to do. The main thing I need to figure out is what supplements I need to take. If you know any vegans will you let me know. I have looked this up on the internet and I'm not going to do the TOTAL vegan no leather thing. I have way too many leather shoes and purses for this. I am going to eat only plant based foods (to the best of my ability) for a month. So, I will be driving from the Clear Lake area to the Whole Foods. I have not been to Whole Foods since they moved, I guess I will be looking them up on Swichboard.com to find an address. One thing I do need to find out, can you drink beer when you are a vegan? The only ingredients I know of in beer are barley and hops, and I don't think either one of those is animal based. If so, please let me know. So, since I will be eating all the vegetables known to man for a month, I am sooo going to load up on meat. You never know, maybe I will like this. Yeah, I doubt it too.

I'm not sure what I will do in July. If you have any suggestions, please let me know.

Until next time...

Single Girl

You don't even want to know...

What evil, dirty, nasty things I would do to Enrique Iglesias.

I am watching Dancing with the Stars as I type this, and the guest singer is Enrique! I thought Apolo Anton Ohno was beautiful, but he does not hold a candle to Enrique! AND...I've met Enrique.

Picture it, Houston 1997...

I was working at a 4 star hotel near Intercontinental Airport in the reservations department. The phone rang...

Me: Good morning, this is Single Girl. How may I help you today?
Guest: I need to book a reservation for your presidential suite.
Me: Ok, no problem. What's the last name of the guest?
Guest: Iglesias.
Me: Ok, the first name?
Guest: Enrique.
Me: Excuse me? As in Enrique Iglesias, Son of Julio?
Guest: Yes ma'am.
(More dialogue that is not really important to this story.)
Me: Ok, I have the presidential suite confirmed for Enrique Iglesias.

(I hang up the phone)

Me: (screaming) OH MY GOOOOOOD!!!! ENRIQUE IGLESIAS IS STAYING HERE!!!!!!!

I immediately had to run to the front desk and let them know that I had just booked a reservation for Enrique.

The fateful day came, Enrique checked in. I was off. FUUUUCKKKKKK! My house was about 30 miles from the hotel, but don't think it didn't cross my mind to just go up there and sit in the lobby. But, sadly, my boss knew what I was thinking and said, "Single Girl, don't even think about it." So, I stayed home that day, calling every thirty minutes to find out if he had checked in.

Fast forward 2 days...

It was Enrique's check out date. I made sure to tell the front desk agents to call me and let me know when he came down to check out. I sat there and thought about all of the things I could say to Enrique...

"I love you"
"Marry me"
"Would you mind if I took my clothes off and mounted you right here in the lobby?"

No, none of that would do, so I decided to play it by ear. You know, just let it flow.

The call came. I jumped up, knocking my chair over, I nearly fell over the chair. Let me tell you, it's hard to sprint out of an office in heels. But, I ignored the fact that I twisted my ankle, I decided that I probably shouldn't run 1. Because it didn't look professional. 2. I didn't want to look desperate and star-struck. 3. My ankle REALLY hurt! So, I decided to walk briskly.

Finally, I got to the front desk. (I was just a little winded.) I thought to myself, I need to look like I came up here for something. I looked around. I found a report that had been run 3 hours earlier, perfect. So, I am looking over this report and I looked up and there he was standing at the front desk. As I stood there, looking at him I realized just how beautiful he was. He had on black track pants, a plain white t-shirt and a black baseball cap. He has to be at least 6' tall, probably taller. I just remember thinking to myself, "Oh my God, this has to be the most beautiful man I have ever seen." So, here was my moment to say something intelligent, witty, illuminatig...I opened my mouth, and nothing came out. Instead of words, the only sound I could make was "ehhh". Then, I started to sweat. I could feel the beads of sweat start to form on my forehead and the ever ladylike sweat mustache. WHY COULDN'T I SAY ANYTHING?!?!?!? Then, in a blink of an eye he was out the front door. I had missed my chance. But, I have to think, if I would have been able to actually form words and didn't start sweating like a whore in church...Anna Kornikova would have never had a chance.

Until next time...

Single Girl

To my Mom!

Since this Sunday is Mother's Day, I thought I would write a little something about my mother.

My mother is probably the strongest woman I have ever met. She raised my sister and I with no help from my father. She started working in a male-dominated industry in the late 70's. She had to deal with men calling her "buns" and working as hard if not harder than her male counterparts and getting paid half the salary. She has since told me a story about getting a letter from my school explaining that with her income I would qualify for free lunches. When she took this letter to the man she worked for, he simply told her, "Well, your dad makes a lot of money, ask him for help." I can remember her wearing the same clothes for years so she could afford to make sure my sister and I looked nice, take dance lessons and have all the Cabbage Patch Kids we wanted. She never missed work even when she was sick, when her kids were sick she was lucky enough to have my grandmother live in front of us so she could go to work. My mother made sure that my sister and I had no clue that we were "poor". We never knew how much she struggled to pay the light bill, groceries, dance bill, etc... My mother brought one man around my sister and I. They dated for a couple of years and we LOVED him. They talked about moving in together, he took all of us to go looking at houses, when we were in the houses he would say, "This will be your room." and "Look girls, y'all wouldn't have to share a bedroom anymore." Then one day he quit coming around. My sister and I would ask my mom, "What did you do, why did you send him away?" She never would really answer us. I found out when I was an adult, that it was not my mother that ended the relationship...it was him. He told her he did not want to raise kids. She didn't want us to know that this man that she loved left her because of us. Since I've gotten older, I have asked my mother why she never brought dates around us and she has given me two reasons... 1. She saw how heartbroken we were when the first man left. 2. She said that she would read stories in the newspaper about "Young girl molested by mother's live in boyfriend or stepfather. In a perfect world, all mother's would put their children first, but we do not live in a perfect world. I can honestly say, my mother did put us first. She wanted us to have the best life we could possibly have. People think that it's strange that my mother and I are not affectionate, we very rarely hug and we don't tell each other that we love each other. But, we don't have to. I'm happy to say, my mother is very successful now. She can now shower my sister's kids with the things she could not afford for us. She is now the plant general manager for the company that is in that same male-dominated industry she started in. Now, she tells the men what needs to be done. To all of the women who are my age, we really need to thank the women of our mother's generation for throwing open the doors and letting us follow behind them into the work force. Because of them, we are paid better, can take maternity leave, birth control pills are covered on insurance, and we are now respected. I would like to say Thank you Mom, thank you for all that you have done for us. Thank you for telling me that I could be anything I wanted to be. Thank you for making the sacrifices so that my sister and I could take dance lessons. Thank you for never missing a performance. Thank you for letting me make my own mistakes, so I can know what not to do the next time. Thank you for sleeping on a cot in the hospital with me when I was 17. Thank you for letting me cry when the losers of my life have left me. Thank you for making all of my friends feel welcome in our home. And last, but not least, Thank you for molding me into the woman that I am today.

To all of the Moms out there...

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Cinco de Mayo

Saturday night I went to the home of Doodlebug and Movie Buff to watch the De la Hoya vs. Mayweather fight. I did not actually watch the fight, but I did partake of the adult beverages. I like to think that I can fit in anywhere. Usually, when a conversation is taking place, I can interject intellectual or even witty dialogue. Saturday night was the first time I was unable to do this. You see, Saturday night I was a Singleton in Married Town. For the majority of the evening the only people that were at the Casa de Doodle were married couples and me. Don't get me wrong, they were all very nice, they never made me feel insignificant because I was not the half of a whole, but married people tend to talk about things that single people do not. For instance, there was a pregnant woman there and of course child birth was one of the topics of discussion. I have NOTHING to add to this conversation. And let me tell you, I heard some things about the birthing process that did not sound pleasant. If there was any doubt that I didn't want kids, believe me that doubt is GONE! If the stories these women were telling about the whole "miracle of child birth" were true, I don't see how people have more than one child. So, like I said, not much for me to interject. So, I did what any self-respecting single girl in a sea of married people would do...I suggested we do shots!!! Luckily, Doodlebug had the ingredients to make buttery nipples. I'm not sure how many we did, but we killed two bottles of buttershots. Now, I might not have a husband but to quote Bridget Jones, "At least in my thirties I am able to hold my drink!" So, while we were in the middle of "The shots heard 'round the East Side" my friend Escort showed up and he watched the end of the fight then we left and went to a party where no one was married. It was quite a bit different. By the time I got there, someone had already fallen out of a chair and broken a lamp! GOOD TIMES!!! So, as you can see, Cinco de Mayo proved to be a very eye opening experience. I love Doodlebug and Movie Buff and even though I was their token single friend, I still have fun with them.

Until next time...

Single Girl

I've been neglecting my blog...

Good morning all, sorry I haven't been writing as much as I would like. There has been A LOT of things going on in my life right now. Some things I can talk about, some things I can't.

Anyway, work is going well. As you know, I am working for a company that opened it's doors in April. We are getting things going slowly but surely. I love working there. There are 3 people that work at my office and I am the only female. I have come to realize that I would much rather work with men than women. Women tend to be backstabbing. Anyway, if you or anyone you know needs any fuel or lubricants, please email me and let me know. :)

Last weekend the alumni group that I am a member of danced in the drill team's annual Spring Show. We had so much fun! I was told by many members of the audience that the dance looked AWESOME, this made me feel really good since I choreographed the majority of the dance. We had alumni on that stage from the class of 2006 all the way back to the class of 1983. We do this every year, and I always have fun. But I will say this, I'm glad it's done. When you don't dance every day, you tend to hurt when you start pushing yourself to get ready for a performance. So, last Sunday I didn't do anything but lay on my back and groan in pain. It was like every injury I ever had when I was dancing full time came back to haunt me. But, enough about my old body and how I don't bend like I used to.

On the personal side...I am no longer seeing Hook-up. After my realization of the drinking I decided to back off. So, I haven't heard from him since a couple of days after Buzzfest. Don't get me wrong, Hook-up was a very nice guy, but there are a couple of types of people that I know I should not be in a relationship with...

1. People who go to the bar every night - I will end up in the bar every night, and that's not good, alcoholism runs in my family (I would like to send a big THANKS! to my sack of crap sperm-donor for that lovely gene!)
2. People that are perfectly happy sitting and doing nothing - I will get extremely bored and end up eating anything that doesn't run away to quickly. (My butt is big enough)


So, there you go. I have been talking to a couple of men that I met on the personals. We'll see how that goes. Maybe soon I will have some more names to add and some more weirdness to write about. (The weirdness is for you Slut Puppy. I know how much you enjoy reading about my luck with men.)

So there you go, not much to write about in my life right now. But soon my friends, things will pick up again!

Until next time...

Single Girl