This guy made a vow but is now finding peace messaging someone else... that someone, being me, brings immense guilt. Do you know how hard it was to tell my best friend of 14 years that she is on the verge of alcoholism? It was AS hard as breaking off an engagement, but I did it. If things are that trying in your relationship, you've got to set that other person free before hindering them further. Yeah. I think things can sometimes deteriorate and change a perspective. Sometimes it comes down to when you feel you gave up on someone. That's exactly what I asked this wandering gentleman.
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After our magical date to Aladdin, he sent me these series of messages:So after a great date and receiving messages like this, I was pretty surprised of this Millennials inability 2 send a text message confirm plans. Saturday, I hadn't heard from him, so I reached out because, ain't nobody got time for that. Crickets. I called him later that night, leaving another date. Still crickets. Wishing I would have remembered at that moment his favorite phrase of what he knew he deserved. I went to bed and awoke to two missed calls and a text saying to meet him at the beach for breakfast. "It supposed to rain all day, I responded. So..." Going to the beach in the rain is the most fun, he practically squealed via text. Or at least that's how I interpreted it. You're pretty hard-pressed to get me to deny an invitation to the beach, so I was ready, suit tied, sunscreen lathered, and backpacked. He took me to a beach about 45 minutes away since it was more private and he thought he got the military discount. Apparently, when you're inactive, you lose that status. I laughed it off that he certainly not his uncle's favorite nephew. Like he's never heard of Uncle Sam joke before, he laughed. We stopped at a cute little seafood shop on the way to the beach since I was famished. This meal was kind of a game changer. He revealed not only does he have divorce on his books, but the girl immediately following the divorce, cheated on him. This was only revealed through her Clinic from an infection she received. Girl that's got to be the worst. He said he was clean, yet incredibly betrayed. This relationship ended in March or April. Kind of recent, but being as empathetic as possible, but then he hit me with the truth that he resided in Virginia. When the fuck were you going to tell me that? This is why I don't date military or recently inactive military guys. He's only here for 3 months for work training.That is some shady, shady stuff. So, after divulging this information a little hard to swallow, we proceeded to the beach. We had a great time in the water.... or so I thought. The over-analyzing, slightly hyper-aware side of me noticed that he didn't touch me...not more than once. He didn't swim closer than two feet from me most the day, but we had fairly consistent conversation. I certainly don't have the build to be wearing an itty bitty teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini (nor have I shown my stomach like that near water since I was 13), but I'm not repulsive in a tankini (long two piece bathing suit). Well, he made me feel like it. It's kinda something I can sense... especially from someone not the least bit shy about conveying his surface values. 90% of the guys I know would have had no problem being closer than two feet from me in the OCEAN and wouldn't have discarded me because my body isn't a size 4. I know because following this date, I asked a couple of my guy friends to make sure. When he suggested we leave the beach, he suggested another adventure. Why does this sound familiar? Obviously, I was up for the challenge, even though my self-esteem was a tad low. I was curious if he was just saying it so I reiterated, "Hey, be honest. If you've had enough Stephanie for the day, no worries. I can just shower at home and chill." "No. Let's just reconvene. I'll shower at my house, you at yours, and I'll text you." Yet another hint he's losing attraction towards me. Guys that are into me, even the respectful ones, would have at least made a joke or suggestion about, I don't know getting a rub a dub dub together ( rubber duckie may be required). I knew then I wouldn't see him again. The ride home, he played Tom Petty and beamed saying, "See? I listen." Smiling, I knew this didn't change anything. Maybe it was something he did so his conscious would simmer down. As we pulled up to my house, he kissed me lightly and with no emotion. I didn't look back after closing his door. He just closed it on me, why bother? I wasn't surprised when it took him over an hour to text: "Not to be an asshole but, I'm just gonna stay and get food here." As my fairwell and reassurance to both myself and him that he did not break me and I knew I deserved honesty and values beyond skin-deep, I said: "oh! lol I've been in my pj's over an hour! When you make adventures, I just assume you're gonna renege ;P" I didn't expect a response, but he managed a: "Damn. Sounds comfy." Nothing like a blow to the ole self-esteem. I guess he couldn't handle that my hips didn't lie about the couple burgers and fries. Remember the crumbs from last night's post? Here's your use for Mr. Deserted. He deserted a Miss Dates and Cakes.... if only he knew I had the other s....
I don't think this is what mom meant by "get a man that can clean up nice."Can't claim the guy doesn't know what he wants... explicitlyApparently, infidelity is in this season and class is out.I'm slightly perplexed by the octopus emoji... he eats ass, held in position by his tentacles? I do appreciate the clarity regarding my soulmate though... can you imagine if I would've mistaken him as such?Full moon tonight. Who can decline tan lines and wholesale prices? I'm practically doing cart-wheels.Why do I feel like I've seen him on Sonic commercials?Tinder's "great thinker"I have so many questions. So... But... Is? Is the cheese block included in the 2 for 1? Like, if you buy Cheddar, he'll throw in Havarti?Jaw-dropping that this gator-wrestling mate is single. His name sounds like a drink so, he's building a solid exotic image...Thanks for the pep-talk.... how does no mutual swipes make you feel? What was your childhood like? Do you feel entitled hiding behind a screen?Even with a bionic arm and hair longer than mine, I still couldn't advert my eyes from that bologna-looking nipple. Ohmygosh! Totally reminds me of Pitch Perfect....I could be Sparta... I could.....A couple or a third? Reading between the lines and adding them seem to be a weakness of yours. And the bulge. aligns with your theme... At least you're consistent.At first, I thought this was Adam looking for his Eve but that is definitely a wreath.... maybe he's pine needle fresh? Ekkk!But Stephanie, don't think you're "above Tinder?"
It's only for hook-ups Meet people in real life Wait for someone to come to you. Try bumble. Try hinge. The ones you pay for lead to relationships. Try Coffee and Bagel Why I still have this horrendous app still activated on my phone:
As far as slapping myself with a spoon or another less-than-sharp inanimate object to stay awake, I hit the trifecta with these guys. There's no doubt in my mind these guys are "good guys..." but their conversations were criminal! No, they didn't brag about going to big pen instead of an over-sized British clock but did make the clock fell like it stopped-- in the worst way possible. There were long gaps of silence in our conversation. But he was so sweet and genuinely excited to spend time with me. Anytime he could inch himself into my schedule, he would eagerly click his #2 mechanical and write his name in all caps. I had been accustomed to so many flakes, so naturally, I couldn't resist... At least for a month until I fell asleep on one of our dates. It's humorous, because my mom has had a similar experience with a guy. Whenever she told me that as a kid, the car filled with a shrill Elementary giggle. Now, 20 years later, I can relate to my mom more than I ever thought I would. The guy from Ohio or Indiana or I don't know-- some Midwestern State I can't even remember, would gloat about how the Midwest superior to the South. My response was simple and slightly sarcastic, "Bless your heart! Y'all don't know what y'all talking about." It got to the point that for his dates to be tolerable, we would have to have movie dates with a bucket of non-buttered popcorn. Then when his prideful conversation agitated me, I would just kiss him. That pacified him for a little bit, but then I realized: you can't spend all your time with someone making out... I mean you can but, there was no potential for future. So I left him to chase girls aligned with his Northwestern expectations I thought a psychiatrist would be fun with the perks of a free health assessment...Not really- okay maybe a little, but this only evoked an anxiety attack, while on our first date. Not to mention, his drone conversation drove me to drink. Of course literally... do I really have to explicitly state that? He dating history was obsolete, so if I would have pursued anything with him, I would have been his first everything....in which, I already was his first kiss, and it was awkward to say the very least two words: he moaned. See, finding a good guy (or good girl) is just entry level guidelines. Then you have to assess their:
I'd Rather Bake Fruit Than Attend One More Date With These Duds (no offense- I know, that doesn't refute the insult) Fall asleep to this healthy stuff stuffed into this healthy thing
2 peaches 1/2 cup oats, 1/8 cup olive oil; It's NEVER a good sign when a dessert calls for olive oil 1/8 cup I will never be his honey Pinches of cinnamon 1/4 cup of chopped pecans. In a small bowl, combine oats, oil, honey, cinnamon, and pecans. Slice peaches in half. These dates were the pits so remove them. Fill with oat mixture and bake at 400 F for 15 minutes. Dr. Pie Why? 2 apples (any kind, preferably from the talking trees in "The Wizard of Oz" #desperate4entertainment) 1/4 cup brown sugar Pinches of cinnamon 1/2 sheet of puff pastry; all puffed up about your lips... Awkward down to the very core-- core apples and slice in half. Paint the inside with brown sugar. Slice puff pastry into thin strips and create a lattice design over the apples. Thread interest into this dish (see, it's not hard) Sprinkle with more sugar and cinnamon (desperate to sweeten, spice, even zest it up). Bake at 400 F for 18 minutes until pastry is golden, unlike silence in this case. Tart Midwestern Boy: You Won't Wanna Kiss No More-No More This boy is getting minimal effort from me. 2 grapefruits and a "western-amount" of brown sugar. Slice grapefruits in half and remove excess pride and seeds. Make incisions in each division of the grapefruit. This allows for tact-- I mean, sugar to soak in. Sprinkle with sugar and bake at 400 F for 18 minutes. https://abeautifulmess.com/2012/10/bake-fruit-3-ways.html |
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