Friday, April 30, 2010

Happily Ever After...or NOT!

I think I need to explain something. The last blog I wrote was a "Dear Future Husband" letter warning him about the elements of my crazy family and friends. Some of you read this and some did not (which was pretty unfortunate for you because I thought it was hilarious) but I would like to apologize to the ones who took it personally. So, Auntie Susan, I am sorry if I wrote something that hurt your feelings. Happy now? So with this blog I am taking a different approach and not writing a letter to my future husband...read and enjoy!

As little girls, we grew up watching fairy tales. The lonely, little girl who has some kind of messy family situation and then about 20 minutes into the story a handsome, usually rich, man comes riding in to save the day. They call this man Prince Charming. Price Charming is a perfect man who falls madly in love with this lonely girl within 5 minutes of seeing her. Eventually, he saves her from her dysfunctional family situation and they live HAPPILY EVER AFTER. What a life, what a story, what a huge load of BS. My friend Jennifer, we like to call her Princess Jenn, believes that she will find her Prince Charming; and she may. She hopes and prays that her Prince comes driving up in a Mercedes and will take her to Rodeo Drive to go shopping. The chance of this happening is very slim, but, why can’t it happen? Why should Jenn settle? Why should any woman settle? Maybe that is why I am single at 26 because I haven’t settled and praise Jesus for that.

In my 26 years of being a woman, I have dated. Not a lot but I have had my fair share of the ones with issues, to the ones who want to change their ManWhore ways but can’t, to the actual nice guys who are not really sure what they want. As woman, we talk and after a date, we talk a lot. We scrutinize every detail of a date, from the time he knocks on the door, to the moment we close the door at the end of the night. We analyze, we over think, and then we discuss it with our girlfriends only for them to analyze and over think. We will even call up our best guy friend and ask him about it. They will listen and then give us the real truth of what the guy is thinking. It's kinda like that cheesy movie "He's Just Not That Into", where he's not calling you, kissing you, blah blah blah. But, even though that movie was cheesy (I enjoyed "Twilight" more than that movie and that is saying a lot) it is somewhat true. I was dating this guy last summer; let’s name him “Juan.” When “Juan” and I dated we were both unemployed and that was the “excuse” I gave him for not wanting to be exclusive. This was the excuse that my friends gave him too. “A man needs to be secure with himself, meaning that he needs to make money.” Seriously, I look back and think I am a complete idiot for thinking this. One day I was talking to my best guy friend and he was asking me about “Juan.” I told him what I thought about why we weren’t exclusive and he said to me “You’re an idiot. He doesn’t want to be exclusive with you or else he would. Come on Laura, you know his past, he's just playing a game with you” I was shocked (the idiot comment was not necessary but my mom calls me a loser so whatever), my ego was bruised and then, I thanked him because he spoke the truth. “Juan” and I ended things shortly after this. I have come to realize that a guy will date you no matter what. If you live on the moon, he will make it to you somehow. As a girl, sometimes we lack sleep and we change plans just to hang out with a guy. Guys will never do this; they will travel a thousand miles to see you but they will never change plans with their boys to hang out with you or change gym (the sanctuary for men) plans. That is like a death sentence to them. Take them to the gas chamber because they will forever be teased and made fun of for the rest of their lives.

So, lesson learned. Never waste time on a guy or never lose beauty sleep! By the way, I am kinda upset that I deleted my last "Dear Future Husband" letter. I may put it back up. Until next time...

XOXO

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