11) Your worst/funniest/most embarrassing date
I haven’t dated much. But I can say that I have had a very awkward date once.
He came to pick me up and had all these plans, unfortunately on his way to my house, he lost the reservations for dinner due to an intimate party the restaurant neglected to inform him about. Or so he says….So I decided to arrange the date myself. I called a friend who worked at a restaurant on a busy Saturday night, she pushed us to the front of the line and got us seats in under 10 minutes. She gave us a discount on the meal and a free dessert. Maybe it emasculated him as I had to maneuver the date myself….who knows. But after that his interests dwindled. During dinner they turned on the TVs in the restaurant, well…so much for my sexy tight sweater dress. He barely could take his eyes of the tele. I sat there and ate my dinner while texting who knows who! After that he dropped me home and I never heard from him since.
Grown ass man like him had a nose ring anyways…not my thing.
Very weird, but hey…it could have been me. Nah, I’m great!
5) The biggest misconception you think people have about single life
The biggest misconception is that we’re lonely. That we’re ultimately crying and dying for someone to fill the void. How about, we like the down time and freedom to chart our own course…never thought about that huh?! And it doesn’t mean that we’re selfish. Maybe we’re working on being self-FULL! There’s a big difference!
And then the other misconception is, they think we’re not having sex. Umm, single-life sex is probably one of the best kinds of sex you’ll ever have! Just saying…
Let’s not judge, that single person might actually be content with their bottle of wine, vanilla candles and handy yet steady vibrator or steady yet handy single-life sex partner!
2) Describe a moment or a day when being single really sucked
Sleeping alone is one of the hardest things for me. When he wraps his arms around you at night, you have no worries and no questions. Security at it’s finest. The comfort of his body is greatly missed. A pillow in my back won’t do it justice. I pray every night that I fall asleep quick so I won’t dwell on what’s missing in my life. If that doesn’t suck then hey, what do I know…I’m just single.
So…I haven’t been on this blog in a while, just a bit over a year really. I’ve been caught up with my recent adventure and journey as a magazine editor at The COCO Magazine. The gig is great! It’s fulfilling, more than I could have imagined. Being your own boss, dictating your own schedule, being creative and meeting new people all at once, definitely a dream job. That all works, but it does not leave room for dating, romance and some good ol’…well you know. Don’t judge me, I’m simply being honest. My beauty editor came across this link recently that made me really look at this single life differently. It’s called, The Single Woman’s 30-Day Blogging Challenge. Who told this lady something was going to come out of this opportunity? Who really cares if I’m single except for the kitty cat down below. Poor cat! I decided to read over what this crazy woman had in store for this 30 day old maid challenge. Some questions were plain and simple and some questions made me really think. So I took her up on the offer, it’s something as editor’s we’re doing together. It’s very much a personal journey but the support is appreciated. So we’ll be answering one question a day. I will be honest, I will be myself and I’ll make it through the next 30 days! Join me on this journey as I tell you why this hot babe is single! 😉
1) Your response to everyone’s favorite question: “And why are YOU still single?”
Why am I single? Because it’s the new thing. Didn’t you know? I am single because I never got the hang of dating. No excuses, just never really had the ability to go through the process. I was either in a relationship or trying to get over a relationship. My older cousins made sure boys never came around. They didn’t trust their intentions, so I was locked up in the house going from school to church to work. When I got into my twenties…it got worse. I mean the men, they got worse. Or was it the ones I was interested in? I hate this question. It usually follows up with, “well don’t you want a boyfriend?”…No shit Sherlock!!! Of course. I mean who wouldn’t want company, conversation, dinner and regular sex. Who wouldn’t want someone to depend on, someone to trust and confide in, pick you up when you’re down and someone to fall in love with?? Love is great, it really is. But I’m single because when a break up happens, it’s the worst feeling ever. Who wants to go through that? You have to force yourself to abandon your feelings. So, I’m single to avoid the hurt, the embarrassment and disappointment. Yes, I’m afraid.