Pour Your Heart Out Wednesday

Happy Wednesday.

I think "Pour Your Heart Out Wednesday" is my new favorite topic.

Just a few updates.. (because I Haven't felt like blogging lately).. went Nashville.. partied with some of Casey's friends, drank too much, hit on ugly guys for free drinks.. Even got one of their numbers. Apparently (judging by his text) his name is Ben. I have it in my phone as "Some guy named Dan" How did I get Ben from Dan? Not sure. Maybe I was just labeling him as a d-bag because he looked like one, hence the name.. buuut I don't remember.

I just got done reading Chelsea Handlers new book "Chelsea Chelsea Bang Bang". I LOVED it. The first chapter is all about her experience with discovering the wonderful world of masturbation. And her twisted love affair with herself, STUFFED to the brim with sexual satisfaction. I for one think it's wonderful that she discovered something that some women don't until their 40's. gross. Kind weird she was in third grade? yeah. But, who am I to judge? YOU GO, GIRL!

As for pouring my heart out.

I have felt an immense sense of.. loss at what to do lately. Dave, mentioned here, has told me that he wants to be with me. Which I have put a lot of thought into lately. We dated, as you know, and haven't had anything remotely close to anything more than a friendship in six years. NOW... its all coming to a new head.

This is what I know:
I know that Dave makes me laugh
I know that I can't stay mad at Dave
I know that Dave will forever be there for me
I know that I would be happy with Dave

so what am I waiting for?

WELL!!! I moved once for someone and look where that got me. I know hes gonna want me to move with him.. and I just don't know about all of that. Also, is it moving too fast? I don't know. But I am going to Florida on May first to drive back here on the second.. then he is going to visit for a few days.. then move to Tulsa. After that? I don't know. I know I miss Dave. I talk to him all of the time... and I can't wait to see him. I just don't know if I am ready for something so serious again. Dave says we are perfect.. What do I think? I'm just confused.

Then there is Drew. Drew who is tall dark and handsome, a nice guy.. good intentions. But not for me. Hes falling head over heels.. and I am standing upright with no intention of swaying.

Plus, I mean, we could be talking about the rest of my life. wtf. who does THAT!?!?! I guess I should be soon. uugghh. Its not bad, its not great. I hate being confused.



I went for my first workout in... two years? Not bad. I felt pretty good afterward.

I saw a lady walking her child today. Not walking with her child, but literally walking her child. as if it were a pet iguana. I hate it when people put their children on leashes. They are not pets! AND if you can't control your child while on a leisurely walk.. put it in a stroller, hold it, don't go for walks, or DON'T HAVE CHILDREN if you can't control a child to the point that it needs to be tethered to a rope. Do you start to feed your child out of a bowl off the floor because they make messes? no. Do you take your child outside to pee because it can't learn to use the toilet? no. Why? because they are kids, not dogs. Keep riding the tide, don't jump on the doggy owner wagon when you feel it is comfortable, then change your mind and decide that the breathing, crying thing that moves and came out of your vagina should start being treated like a HUMAN when you want it to shit in the big girl potty. If I was that child, I would pee on my mothers shoe. That's what she gets for treating me like Dido.

Excuse me while I go quit smoking... it's really doing wonders for my new workout attempts.