Sex, V-day, and the single girl
If you have ever dated me, wanted to date me, or even thought about dating me- I feel for you. I am a pain in the ass, I admit it. I am controlling, argumentative and confrontational at times, and I expect you to know what I want without me telling you. I expect you to read my mind when I am angry, I crave constant attention, I hold grudges if you hurt me, my kids ALWAYS come before you AND us! But I am also very caring and loving, very kind and honest, I really "throw" myself into a relationship. I fully support you and feel that if it's meant to be-it's worth it. I am a hopeless romantic. I love flowers!!
I am alone again on V-day this year, and it sucks!! I have my kids-but sometimes I need the attentions of a male. My mom told me when we had "our talk" as a teen that sex was hard-it changed everything, and once you started having sex it was hard to stop. She was right!! I have replaced sex with great workouts (my 1 year celibersary is next week
But I did realize that even though I haven't been single on many Valentine's Days, my worst ever Valentine's Day was with a boyfriend. Also I don't know that I ever treated to a "Valentine's Day" the way I feel it should be. OK- not often. For me I think a Valentine's Day should involve devotion, adoration, compassion. A dozen roses are definitely a plus- but I would LOVE a handful of hand-picked daisies. (my favorite) Candlelight dinner-prepared by my guy-music and soft lighting, great mood setters. V-day doesn't need to be expensive, just rich in preparation and thoughtfulness. That is what makes a great memorable V-Day. I hope you all have that tonight!
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One time I hand picked some daisies for this guy. I had jumped out of the car and ran over to this embankment and picked a half dozen or so. I brought them back to him. He took one and said "Momma had a daisy and her head popped off...and "deheaded" one of my daisies. I grabbed them out of his hand and threw them right out the window. Jerk. Either way, some day you are going to meet your knight and you can make up for this last year of keepin it to yourself! But don't expect them to always by flowers. I buy flowers for myself and tell Jake HE bought them for me. Ha.
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