another one bites the dust...

...otherwise known as "jumping in with both feet wasn't such a good idea..."

as probably obvious from my previous post about rejoining the match.com world, things with this chica i was "dating" didn't work out. the ex-girl in her world popped up...there was talk of getting back together...suddenly calls go unreturned and emails unanswered.

i'm taking a break. i suck at this dating thing. everyone keeps telling me, "quit looking and you'll find what you've been looking for"...

maybe i should try that....

this girl needs a date!

...which leads me to the question: should i give match.com another try? i've subscribed before..done the profile and the whole nine yards. and to be honest, aside from a cool new friend, it hasn't brought me much more than a bunch of mixed feelings and a bruised heart. sure, there were some good first dates...some really hot kisses...and one memorable trip to palm desert. but do these few examples make signing up again worth it? well, i can weigh membership against my alternate options for getting a date...which would be....ummmm...none. neither work or school lend themselves to my meeting someone and those two things are pretty much all i have time for right now...

so, wise blog readers (all 2 of you), what is this cute little lesbian to do? do i jump back onto the information highway of love or have patience (ha!), not push the issue, and wait for someone right to come along? so apparently along with a date, this girl needs some guidance... :)

crazy work conversations (or why i love working with family!)

...as she sits down in her chair my coworker/cousin says... "dang! i know what i was going to ask you to get for me when you went to the store...i remember now that i'm having problems with my crack!"

i wasn't paying attention to what she'd said...i was probably doing something really important like checking my personal email or to see who was logged onto myspace. all i heard was "problems with my crack!" and my third grade mentality kicked in. i started laughing as she says... "shut up! i was talking about my chair. the wheel just rolled into the crack in my chair mat!"

i'm going to miss her when i move to the cube farm in two weeks... :)

i've always wanted to be a mermaid princess...

...thanks maddie!

i had coffee with my friend jami this morning and she brought her daughter madison. jami and i used to work together and hung out all the time but when i left the job i like to refer to as hell on earth, she and i sort of lost touch. she's a busy business professional, wife and mother to a very precocious 8 year old. so when she showed up for coffee this morning with maddie i knew things were going to be fun. :) jami and i sat rapidly talking...telling the condensed versions of stories...trying to catch up on everything that had been going on with each of us in the last 3 months. maddie had brought her hello kitty notebook and as we talked, she was rapidly writing. after about a 15 minutes she tapped jami on the shoulder and presented her with a story she'd written. the story involved two mermaids...aptly named jami and shannon. they were hanging out under the sea..playing in the wreakage and talking. one day they got in a fight because they couldn't decide who had to stay just a mermaid and who got to be the mermaid princess. her story continued on...describing the fight and what words were exchanged. ultimately it was decided that since they were both just cool mermaids, neither better than the other, they could BOTH be mermaid princesses and so they were and they stayed friends forever, ruling under the sea.

i don't know why i liked her story so much. but i keep thinking about it as i go through the rest of my day. maybe it's because an 8 year old can see so clearly what so many adults have trouble realizing. that all people are just people...nobody better than the other. it's as simple as that. if everyone could just approach each other with the understanding that the person in front of you is dealing with their own crap and comes from their own life experiences maybe we wouldn't all be so quick to judge or categorize. maybe we could all be mermaid princesses.