Monday, May 31, 2010

Happy Memorial Day all!

This was another fun/crazy/busy/drunk family weekend! We just never seem to get sick of each other, making plans, or making drinks!

It was amazing to have the entire family together again, including our newest member "the lil nugget" (sister #3's new puppy!!). Also, not to take the spotlight away from sister #1 (who in all aspects of her life strives to be #1, trust me she did not stop with birth order) completed her first FULL marathon this weekend! 26.2 miles in 4 hours. We are all very proud of her.


Saturday, May 22, 2010

Battle of the EXES

So, since recently breaking up with my CT boy CG, we have decided to take time apart and perhaps see other people. When I suggested this, I was only thinking about ME seeing other people, not him. Well I was corrected when he told me that he has taken some girl out on two dates... that's right TWO. No longer is that going on a date...that is datING. Not sure how to feel about that. AND he invited her to the casino this weekend, let's just hope he doesn't get lucky.

I think the real problem here is that I ASK him this stuff. I'm just so self-destructive is sickening, I decided I no longer want to know what he's doing. Ignorance is bliss.

PS- I HAAATE losing the "who's more over who" game.


The first date.

So, please do not freak out, but I went on a date with bartender D. We JUST went mini golfing, really it was nothing crazy. He picked me up. He paid. Oh and he won. Go figure. It was actually better than I anticipated, he is much better in person than he is via text messaging, so perhaps there is hope for him yet, but I won't hold my breath.

Other than that, not much else to say, he has since texted or called me daily. He wants to go out again, I figured I'll let him sweat it out a bit then accept, I mean what's the worst that can happen? I realize I don't want to date him? Already know that, may as well get some food and drinks out of this thing.

Last and LEAST is that I have discovered he DIPS. SUCH a dealbreaker. . . .not only from a nursing perspective because that sh*t causes cancer of the mouth. . . .but from "a girl who potentially kiss this guy" perspective...ugh so unenjoyable! However when I made a SIIIICK face at him when I saw his spit cup...he responded with "you should like me for who I am, not what I do." So that's that, but I think that what you do makes you who you are. But I try to judge, so I guess we'll agree to disagree.


Friday, May 21, 2010

It's my birthday!!

Another year older, and I'd like to hope all the wiser. As far as birthdays go...this was a FABULOUS day. I did not have to work so sister #3 and I laid out at the beach all day then went shopping and out to dinner. I opened presents (which included a pandora bracelet, danskos, lacoste wristlet, and pedicure giftcard. . . .like I said, fabulous). Although sisters 1 and 2 could not be here...they called me about 3 times well as text me, and sang happy birthday, so they were here in spirit! And I will be seeing them next weekend! =) I will also be seeing my best friends from school and my best friends from home for our party tomorrow night...details about that later!

Also, went on my first date with bartender D today (on the birthday! I know, a little bit much) details about THAT later too!

That's all for now.


Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Friends don't let friends date bartenders.

So, in case the last THREE chances I gave the bartender to prove me wrong about my fairly established opinion of him weren't enough....he just blew his fourth. God, there should be a sign in that place that says DATE responsibly. Pretty sure I can handle the shots he gives me MUCH better than I can handle the bullshit he gives me.


Tuesday, May 18, 2010

This just in....

So after my official write-off of Bartender D, I did not expect to hear from him all day, and I didn't. Then at around 6:00 he called me (as if I would magically forget that he sucks? Nope. I remembered). His opener, this is a killer, "What are you doin tonight?" HAH! Does this guy HONESTLY think I don't remember last night. . .I mean come on? ESPECIALLY the very next night, at LEAST give it a couple days for it to not be so fresh in my mind that you're a HOT MESS when it comes to planning a date. I OBVIOUSLY will not be seeing him tonight. His excuse was "I left my phone at my Grandma's. . .I didn't know you texted." Yeah ok, clearly a crock of shit, sorry D. . .I'm just not that into you.


Monday, May 17, 2010

The single life.

So, my family likes to hangout at this one bar in our town. It's usually fun when were all there and we've gotten to know the people who own it pretty well. One of the guys that works there, D, is younger and pretty good looking, so obviously I turn on the charm when I'm in gets HIS attention and gets ME free drinks, so it's a win win. Well apparently I'm just irresistible because he asked me out on a date. Don't get excited...

This is the sequence of events.... My sister, miss matchmaker, gave him my number at the bar one night and he txt me
"you look hott." What a charmer.
So I responded (do NOT remember this...I was about 7 or 8 vodka diets deep) "how original D, tell me something I don't know."

Went home that night and ate TWO PIECES OF PIZZA WITH RANCH (I could have dieddd), but that's beside the point.

Two days later he txt me to hangout at 11PM. I was like well...I mean I'm not gonna go over that late, that's just suggestive behavior, not into that scene.

Then after that we'd chat during the day, nothing too exciting. So he asked me to hangout again tonight. He called me at like 6 and I was considering it. He went to his grandma's for dinner so he said he'd txt me after. Well it's 930...still have not heard from him (I'm thinkin Gram's gotta be sleeping by now right?). So I txt him to pick me up on his way home....heard nothing. Then he was like "sorry, I'm playing cards."

Like, did I miss something? 1. We had plans. 2. Thanks for letting me know you no longer would be able to keep those plans. 3. Have fun playing bridge with your grandmother and her friends?? Deal breaker. See you never.