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Thursday, May 24, 2012

Google Me...

So my stolen sister and I were on our way to a baseball game last night and I told her about my idea for a blog topic.  I explained how I've been chastised for wanting to know too much too soon about potentials instead of just going with the flow.  Let me explain...if I meet a guy through a friend or on my own, we usually exchange first and last names.  If I find myself interested in the guy's conversation (and appearance), I start verifying information via Google, Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, etc.  Personally, I don't see anything wrong with putting someone through a vetting process to see if they're worth the time and energy.  Now, I don't interrupt the person when they're telling me about themselves with "Oh, I already know that" or "Yeah, I read that on your Facebook".  I also don't go into some stalker-type research.  I look verify that the information that they've shared with me is the correct information and that they aren't on America's Most Wanted, married/engaged/in a relationship, or have 30 kids (don't act like this isn't possible).  I'm just curious to see what comes up when I put your name into Google and I'm sure that it's quite possible that he might do the same thing with me (which is why I try to be mindful of what I post and what pictures I take).

Bright Side:  Like I said, I don't get stalkerish with it, looking for addresses and the such, I just want to make sure that this person is who they say that they are.  I also am well aware that just because their words match their postings doesn't mean that we're going to be a match and things will end as a fairy tale.  I just want to have my eyes as open as I possibly can... 

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Performance Anxiety

Morning and happy hump day!  I have a confession...I suffer from performance anxiety.  Not in the way that you're thinking, but in another way.  I'll give you the scenario and let you give me the advice.  Here we go...

Like most people on Saturday night, I went to a fight party with my cousin/sister/friend.  We were the first guests to arrive so we were just sitting on the couch watching the pre-pre fight.  As we were sitting, I don't know what came over me but I just turned and asked our host's husband if he had any attractive friends coming.  He kinda looked a little thrown off and responded with I have 2 of my best friends coming...but you'll have to determine how attractive they are because I don't look at them like that. Lol Of course not!  (But I'm sure that our host was happy to know that he's not asking other men if they have something in their eye...reference from the movie "Cover".)  Anyway...he mentions that one is single and the other is married (so now I have to discreetly look for a wedding band or a wedding band tan).  Great!  I'm up for a challenge!  So, after having my eyes glued to the door every time they left to escort another guest into their home, he finally comes in.  Only problem is that after that bold conversation that I started, an overwhelming feeling of shame comes over my body.  So much so that I can't even look at the guy.  So, I turn to my CSF and tell her that I can't look at him and she [strongly] suggests that I at least look at him to see if I'm attracted to him or not.  Well...after another 10-15 minutes of scrolling through my Twitter timeline [plug: follow me at @Vonne716 for real time updates], the pre-fight comes on and i'm given an excuse to look up.  As we all engage in a conversation about how old Sugar Shane is and the poor spending habits of athletes, I finally look at him.  He's attractive and very well-spoken. 

I don't provide much one on one conversation, but we have enough.  I admit that I do find him attractive but that's the extent of it.  Since we are in a group of people (and he's sitting in another chair across from me), it's kinda hard to have an intimate conversation...or even put yourself in a position to be (for lack of a better word) courted.  Well...the big fight ends and he excuses himself to the restroom right as we are leaving.  In my opinion, if he was interested then he could've offered to walk out with us and an exchange of numbers could have happened then...but it didn't. In the car, CSF expressed that she didn't feel that I really gave him the feeling that I was interested since I didn't really engage in a lot of conversation with him.  I don't know...I felt that I did.  Anyway, it was brought to the attention of the hosts that I thought he was attractive but that's where it ended.

Bright Side:  I don't know...I just didn't feel like "Oh my goodness! I just really need to pursue this further!".  Maybe because I'm in one of my "If he was interested then he would've found a way to approach me" kind of moods.  I'm just tired of approaching...especially when it yields the same results.  This can (and probably will) change, but as far as right now...he has been left in Saturday.  If our paths somehow cross again, I hope he has his big boy pants on because, although I might have a more to say, I'm not volunteering any of my numeric contact information...he has to ask for it. 

Thursday, May 3, 2012


Greeting and Salutations!  I have to admit that I am quite smitten with a certain young man that I see on a regular basis.  It's the guy that signed me up at the gym.  He's very handsome and seems to be a nice guy...when we communicate.  Every so often he will ask me about certain aspects of my life, but that will be the extent of the conversation.  We'll call him Brad instead of what I usually call him...(which is my boo, future babydaddy, or something to that effect lol)

I shared my interest with my workout buddy and she decided to inflict a bit of payback one day as we were walking out of our class. (You see...I kinda fronted her while we were out of town...accidentally!)  She decided to pay me back by going up to Brad.  As soon as she announced to me what she was going to do (and that no matter how hard I contested it, she was still going to do it), I made a B-line into the Kid's Club to not have to suffer through the humiliation.  So, she goes up to Brad and asks him about his romantic status...for me.  She then came into the Kid's Club with her report.  Even though I was thoroughly embarrassed that she did it (especially since he kept standing outside of the door watching us for a bit), it was equally good and disappointing to know that he is currently "involved".  I know...bummer, right?!

Well that brings me to Monday.  My little cousin decided to get on the #SummertimeFine train and expressed an interest in joining our workout group.  So I told Brad that she was coming and to hook her up.  She gets there while I'm in class and by the time my class is over, I have an earful of information (that she had to repeat the next day).  So...apparently I'm being watched.  From her story of how Brad confessed that he is aware of my workout schedule (and a few other comments that he made), we came to the conclusion that Brad might be a tad bit smitten with me as well.  Now...I'm not one to break up happy homes (or even unhappy homes), so I'm just going to chill on the knowledge.  Brad and his boo could have parted ways or Brad could just be acting like a man.  Either way...until he comes forward with any type of information then I guess I won't know.  **snaps fingers** oh well...

Bright Side:  Regardless of Brad's relationship status or thoughts/feeling about me, I'm really enjoying going to the gym.  I feel healthier and am elated about the 7.5 lbs that I've shed since I've been going!  It's nice to see that hard work pays off...and it's even nicer to have a little eye candy while I'm walking into the gym.  Work Hard, Play Harder!