Today was not the best day in my single girls life. I feel as if I must stick to my 30 things to do by 30 so I don't do stupid things that I shouldn't just because I am bored. I must keep up with the task at hand. Keeping busy, being social, and having fun. So because it was such a bad day, I called a girlfriend, we went to the new hot spot in Dallas to have a drink to feel invigorated. We happen to sit next to two guys in business attire. We look over, make eye contact, and continue on our conversation about our day. We talk about gossip, and then somehow strike up a conversation with 'the guys next door". We will call them "white and stripes" because of the button down shirts they were wearing. Whites and stripes start taking to us saying, "I know you have been ease dropping on our conversation the whole time. I have been listening and watching you talking about our conversation". My friend and I look at each other, not sure what he is talking about, but it is somewhat true but we really tried to listen, just wasn't interested in what they were talking about. We did talk how they were cute and why we need to come down there more often to check out the cute boys. So to be honest, he was not far from the truth. We started talking about what we do, he mentions he has a girlfriend(boo) and he says, "I bet you blog about us tonight". Little does he know, yes I will blog about white and stripes and he is now technically famous. He goes on to make an observation that I am bitter. Dagger to the heart, he said it, and to be honest, I think he is right. I, Rhinestone Cowgirl, am bitter...but just a little bit. Ok, a lot. It really hit home for me, because this is not the first time in the past few months that a guy has said that. So here I am, bitter. How am I ever going to find Mr. Right if I am bitter? So, today, I vow, to work on my non-bitterness. And to be much more open and excited when talking to the opposite sex.
Here is a quote a friend shared with me:
Sometimes it's okay to want to refresh your mind. Delete all your problems, undo all your mistakes and save all the happy moments.
I need to let go of the past relationships and hopefully Mr. Right will be right around the corner. If not, he will keep passing me by because I was bitter. :(
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
A Trip Down Memory Lane
So every single girl in her twenties gets dumped. It happens. But today I get a call from my dear friend. The first thing she says is, "I got dumped!" This happens all too often in a single girls life so I was there, ready to pick her up to go have a drink. It's my duty as a single friend to help a girl out in time of need. We go to the bar and we decided that we need to make a bucket list. Thirty things by thirty. I encourage everyone in their twenties to do the same. I for one, want to take that trip I never took to Europe, and do things like take a cooking class or start my own small business on the side. I mean, being a dental hygienist is not going to make me a millionaire (as the song by Bruno Mars plays in my head, "I wanna be a millionaire so freakin' bad).
As my friend tells me about how it feels to get dumped and start back at square one. It took me back to memory lane when I was dumped. The story goes something like this:
I dragged my friend to the bar with me. I remember it not being very packed. We went straight to the bar, sat down, and ordered a drink. I noticed a cute business guy sitting a few stools down from us. He was smoking a cigarette, not my ideal type. Did I mention I am a dental hygienist? I then proceeded to say something to my girlfriend that was somewhat slutty like, "I don't care what happens tonight, I just need to have a good time." Not realizing that the guy down the way heard me. Slowly, he came and sat right next to me, introduced himself and started to strike up a conversation. I mean really, it was that easy. We proceeded to get to know each other. I then told my girlfriend, I needed a picture with this guy so I can send it to my ex to make him jealous. We got together really close, snapped a picture on my iphone and sent it to my ex. How lame is that? It gets worse... I then decide that its time to go. The guy says he is in town for work and is staying at a hotel down the street. He then tells me that he took a cab to the bar and then asked if he could get a ride back to his hotel. I, being the naive person that I am say sure, my girlfriend drove and she can drop you by. My friend now put out, says, "Whatever". We leave, guy in tow. My girlfriend says out loud in the car ride to his hotel, "You guys should at least make out!" I thought to myself, "Smoker???? No, I don't want to, really". But as peer pressure sets in, I lean over from the front seat to the back and before I knew it I was making out with the guy in friends car as she drives up to the entrance of his hotel. I let him out, and say goodbye. He is probably thinking to himself that I am a sure thing, remembering my slutty comment at the beginning of the night. But unfortunately, he was disappointed when I got back in my friends car and drove away. As we drive away I say to my friend, "Thanks for saying out loud to make out with that guy!" She says, "Well, you made me take him home, you might as well have made out with the guy."
I reminded my friend of this story as we sit at the bar and she shares her sorrows of her getting dumped. We laugh as we reminisce of that crazy night and I try to make her smile as I relate to her situation. All of a sudden, we both realize, it happens, it's a part of a single girls life. And it somehow makes getting dumped not seem so bad. And I am now excited to start on knocking down my bucket list.
Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breath more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours!
- Rhinestone Cowgirl
As my friend tells me about how it feels to get dumped and start back at square one. It took me back to memory lane when I was dumped. The story goes something like this:
I dragged my friend to the bar with me. I remember it not being very packed. We went straight to the bar, sat down, and ordered a drink. I noticed a cute business guy sitting a few stools down from us. He was smoking a cigarette, not my ideal type. Did I mention I am a dental hygienist? I then proceeded to say something to my girlfriend that was somewhat slutty like, "I don't care what happens tonight, I just need to have a good time." Not realizing that the guy down the way heard me. Slowly, he came and sat right next to me, introduced himself and started to strike up a conversation. I mean really, it was that easy. We proceeded to get to know each other. I then told my girlfriend, I needed a picture with this guy so I can send it to my ex to make him jealous. We got together really close, snapped a picture on my iphone and sent it to my ex. How lame is that? It gets worse... I then decide that its time to go. The guy says he is in town for work and is staying at a hotel down the street. He then tells me that he took a cab to the bar and then asked if he could get a ride back to his hotel. I, being the naive person that I am say sure, my girlfriend drove and she can drop you by. My friend now put out, says, "Whatever". We leave, guy in tow. My girlfriend says out loud in the car ride to his hotel, "You guys should at least make out!" I thought to myself, "Smoker???? No, I don't want to, really". But as peer pressure sets in, I lean over from the front seat to the back and before I knew it I was making out with the guy in friends car as she drives up to the entrance of his hotel. I let him out, and say goodbye. He is probably thinking to himself that I am a sure thing, remembering my slutty comment at the beginning of the night. But unfortunately, he was disappointed when I got back in my friends car and drove away. As we drive away I say to my friend, "Thanks for saying out loud to make out with that guy!" She says, "Well, you made me take him home, you might as well have made out with the guy."
I reminded my friend of this story as we sit at the bar and she shares her sorrows of her getting dumped. We laugh as we reminisce of that crazy night and I try to make her smile as I relate to her situation. All of a sudden, we both realize, it happens, it's a part of a single girls life. And it somehow makes getting dumped not seem so bad. And I am now excited to start on knocking down my bucket list.
Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breath more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours!
- Rhinestone Cowgirl
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust....
My great friend just got married this weekend. Although I am happy for her and excited that she has found the perfect person for her, but I am now the last girl of my high school friends to find love. The sad part is, I am not even currently dating anyone at the moment, and no prospects. But I still have faith that I will find Mr. Right when the time is right. I now get questions from my friends after weddings asking, "So did you meet Mr. Right at the wedding you went to last night?". Or friends asking at the wedding, "Hey I have this guy friend who is single, would you be interested?". As if that is a dagger to the heart that now all my friends feel sorry for me and feel it their duty to play matchmaker for their one and only single girlfriend. Not that I hate that my friends are trying to help a girl out because, what better way to meet a guy than through your friends!
- Rhinestone Cowgirl
My great friend just got married this weekend. Although I am happy for her and excited that she has found the perfect person for her, but I am now the last girl of my high school friends to find love. The sad part is, I am not even currently dating anyone at the moment, and no prospects. But I still have faith that I will find Mr. Right when the time is right. I now get questions from my friends after weddings asking, "So did you meet Mr. Right at the wedding you went to last night?". Or friends asking at the wedding, "Hey I have this guy friend who is single, would you be interested?". As if that is a dagger to the heart that now all my friends feel sorry for me and feel it their duty to play matchmaker for their one and only single girlfriend. Not that I hate that my friends are trying to help a girl out because, what better way to meet a guy than through your friends!
- Rhinestone Cowgirl
Get Ready cuz here I come
Get ready cuz here I come! After much request from friends and family to start my blog, here it is. I am 29 and Single and livin' Sassy in Dallas. This is my most inner thoughts, trials and tribulations that I and ideally, what other girls my age are going through. I welcome you to follow me, and tell your friends. This is in hopes to inspire others, or to just be the topic of conversation over morning coffee or late night drinks!
Rhinestone Cowgirl
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