I'm just saying...

      Dating in your 30s is tough business.  It seems that guys revert back to that horny teenage mind set no matter how old.  When it says on my profile that I am not interested in booty calls, sending a message that says, "You are hot.  Wanna meet up at Holiday Inn?" isn't going to convince me otherwise.  I mean come on now, I am an attractive girl and if all I wanted was a night of bumping uglies I could go down to the bar. 

     I have had some real doozies and slowly I will share with you, I mean I gotta keep you coming back.  Right?  Today I am remembering a guy I was dating and we were actually on date number 3.  I took him to a work thing and went out with 2 other couples afterwards.  We had a pleasant evening and I thought that maybe this could roll into something good. 

Until...

we were relaxing at my house one Sunday afternoon and started talking about exercise and about how much I HATE IT.  He looked at me and said, "You know, you would look really hot if you lost 20 lbs." 

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 Have you had enough time to digest this? Need a little more time?

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Yes he actually said that.  Now though I wanted to grab my gun and shoot his kneecaps off I simply said, "I really need to get over to Teresa's and help her paint."  Did I really need to help Teresa?  Nope.  I am not even sure she was in town that weekend....  

Yes another one bit the dust.

Dating does suck and when you are successful, professional, and have morals it rates at  around 10 on the suckage meter.  I am lucky enough to have a friend who is sharing the dating experience with me and you should check out her blog

http://30sdatinglife.blogspot.com/

New Year's Resolutions.... YEAH RIGHT!

I will stop over eating. I will stop smoking.  I will be more efficient. I will blah, blah, blah.  How many of us make these resolutions only to break them a week later?  I promised myself that I would never, ever make another resolution because I only let myself down when I fail.  So...

Thanks to my Prom Queen friend, I still can't believe I am friends with a former homecoming queen, I am now working out during my lunch instead of enjoying a nice, delicious, calorie filled pulled pork wrap.  Have I gained the dreaded holiday weight?  Yes.  Do I hate the way I look? Yes.  Am I going to gripe and complain about working out. Oh hell yes.

Friends... the Peanut Butter to my chocolate



     People come and go in our lives that we all know.  I know that I talk to at least 100 people a day on some days and according to my Facebook friend list I have 157 close acquaintances.  In that 157 are some REALLY close friends and some friends I want to keep on simply because I am nosey.  Don't judge me, you know we all do it. 

Now these three are my BFF's from jr high and high school.  We have been into some trouble but a lot of fun and I can count on them to give it to me straight and not BS about it.  They never hesitates to ask, "WTF Amy?!  Stop overthinking!" or "You should really think about it before acting."   and don't forget "Amy just go with it damnit!" (you girls know who says what ;))







Over this past year I have had to learn how to be me again and as silly as it sounds I couldn't have done it alone.  I needed and continue to need my BFF's there to remind me who I am and to call me out when I am acting like an ass.  Naturally I have picked some pretty important people to pay homage to in this ranting.  Just because I chose these people doesn't mean that others have not offered me advice or guidance in my life.  These people made the most wanted list because they love me no matter how big of an ass I am being.  As you can see I have known some of these ladies since dirt was new and others have meandered into my life via being the new girl (and girlfriend) at a company party  and "WTF" meetings at work.

 A good giggle fit can cure what ails a broken heart and these wonderful ladies are always there to provide me with medicine.  As I start my new life and everything is so brand new they are here to hold my hand and gently guide me (drag my ass) to the ultimate goal of happiness.  All five of these ladies tell me I think to much, over analyze..blah, blah, blah (which I don't really think is a bad thing) and that I only have one life.  That I should just let go and love with my whole heart.  The strange thing is that I often finding myself telling a few of them the exact same thing.  Funny how that happens huh.

     I am sure that I am not the only one in the world that has wonderful friends and I am sure that there are a lot of you that have had to lean on your friends from time to time.  It is wonderful to know that no matter what happens these girls will be there to help me no matter what. I am forever grateful for these ladies.