OK...
...my sleep is so screwed up. I just woke up. I woke up at 4 because a friend called me to wake me up, and then I fell back to sleep. I haven’t been up too long. I got up and immediately had a big spoonful of frosting. Did you know that they make it in individual serving sizes now? Yep. A big ol’ tub of frosting all to yourself, and it comes in many flavors. Mine is Cream Cheese. Damn...it’s some good stuff. I'm going back for more.
I just saw Martha Stewart on TV, she is such a hoot. She has her own Apprentice Show where she gets to fire people and try to be rude to them. Is there anyone on the planet who wants to see Martha angry? Why would someone take a woman like that and put her on a show where she has to be a bitch? Apparently, it comes easy enough to Martha, but seriously, aren’t there enough nasty people on TV? Why should we take this woman and watch her be nasty? I wouldn’t want to watch Mary Tyler Moore act like a bitch, why Martha?
I’m still in my jammies and if I play this right, I never have to get out of them at all today. I can wash clothes, and I think I will. Friday is the day that my kids will be here so I need to clean everything today and tomorrow. Oh, I probably should clean my room, you never know when I might have to sleep on my own bed. My daughter and I will probably get all girlsy and change clothes a few times everyday so we will be needing a clean dressing room anyway.
Oh...to the sweet little guy who thinks that I am blowing him off....AU CONTRAIRE DUDE! ‘Twas I who thought that you were blowing me off. I figure that if I put it up here, you might take me seriously...everyone knows how serious I ALWAYS am...so I shouldn’t have to prove it but I shall. OK? We’ve had far too much fun for me to start trying to lose you. I will say, you should have called...but I’m willing to let it slide. Remember what you said about “guys never call the day you give them your number?” You said that it’s a pride thing, an unwritten rule amongst men. Well...here’s another one for you...women, at least the women that are not going to end up on American Justice, try to avoid being pushy. We won’t make unrequited contact twice. Now, I realize that there is a possibility that you made last contact and it was up to me now. I get that. But, I am a female and we are a bit unpredictable.
Therefore, my logic, if you would be so kind as to call it that, was this...I’m a nice lady and we did have fun. Now, I'm waiting to see if you are going to write me back because by Monday afternoon, I was worried that you wouldn’t write to me again. But...I can’t let YOU know that, another unwritten rule. So, I had to sit there. You see, when you allow a female to sit there, she starts on a slow burn and that’s never a good place to START. So, by early Monday evening, I was annoyed. So, I stopped worrying about it and went to bed.
Then, on Tuesday, I was just acrimonious. But I knew that, should you suddenly call, I had to play it off like I was just playing croquet out back and be pleasant for the entire conversation. That just rubbed me the wrong way. I couldn’t take it anymore. We were threw. I had already argued about 4 times for us both and I felt as though we couldn’t really go anywhere but down after all that was said. After a late night "heated discussion" with you, I was a little sad. We both said things we didn't mean and that was just wrong. But somehow I finally fell alseep.
This morning I woke up a new woman. Ready to start life again. Everything was going well and then I saw your email in my inbox. I read it to myself and just had to give you some advice...I would have gone for funny before I went for assuming bad crap. But that’s OK, it means you took everything seriously. Cool.
Well, that was exhausting.
Meg
To the guy who wanted to know what he did wrong, you should have let your wife know that you cared in one way or another. We women can take a little love and go a very long way with it. That little bit is all we need. But if you refuse to give even that tiny bit, you send a message much louder to us. You can leave a women to stew all weekend or you can leave her to think of you with a smile on her face...you decide by how you treat her on Friday. One little I love you goes a long way.
...my sleep is so screwed up. I just woke up. I woke up at 4 because a friend called me to wake me up, and then I fell back to sleep. I haven’t been up too long. I got up and immediately had a big spoonful of frosting. Did you know that they make it in individual serving sizes now? Yep. A big ol’ tub of frosting all to yourself, and it comes in many flavors. Mine is Cream Cheese. Damn...it’s some good stuff. I'm going back for more.
I just saw Martha Stewart on TV, she is such a hoot. She has her own Apprentice Show where she gets to fire people and try to be rude to them. Is there anyone on the planet who wants to see Martha angry? Why would someone take a woman like that and put her on a show where she has to be a bitch? Apparently, it comes easy enough to Martha, but seriously, aren’t there enough nasty people on TV? Why should we take this woman and watch her be nasty? I wouldn’t want to watch Mary Tyler Moore act like a bitch, why Martha?
I’m still in my jammies and if I play this right, I never have to get out of them at all today. I can wash clothes, and I think I will. Friday is the day that my kids will be here so I need to clean everything today and tomorrow. Oh, I probably should clean my room, you never know when I might have to sleep on my own bed. My daughter and I will probably get all girlsy and change clothes a few times everyday so we will be needing a clean dressing room anyway.
Oh...to the sweet little guy who thinks that I am blowing him off....AU CONTRAIRE DUDE! ‘Twas I who thought that you were blowing me off. I figure that if I put it up here, you might take me seriously...everyone knows how serious I ALWAYS am...so I shouldn’t have to prove it but I shall. OK? We’ve had far too much fun for me to start trying to lose you. I will say, you should have called...but I’m willing to let it slide. Remember what you said about “guys never call the day you give them your number?” You said that it’s a pride thing, an unwritten rule amongst men. Well...here’s another one for you...women, at least the women that are not going to end up on American Justice, try to avoid being pushy. We won’t make unrequited contact twice. Now, I realize that there is a possibility that you made last contact and it was up to me now. I get that. But, I am a female and we are a bit unpredictable.
Therefore, my logic, if you would be so kind as to call it that, was this...I’m a nice lady and we did have fun. Now, I'm waiting to see if you are going to write me back because by Monday afternoon, I was worried that you wouldn’t write to me again. But...I can’t let YOU know that, another unwritten rule. So, I had to sit there. You see, when you allow a female to sit there, she starts on a slow burn and that’s never a good place to START. So, by early Monday evening, I was annoyed. So, I stopped worrying about it and went to bed.
Then, on Tuesday, I was just acrimonious. But I knew that, should you suddenly call, I had to play it off like I was just playing croquet out back and be pleasant for the entire conversation. That just rubbed me the wrong way. I couldn’t take it anymore. We were threw. I had already argued about 4 times for us both and I felt as though we couldn’t really go anywhere but down after all that was said. After a late night "heated discussion" with you, I was a little sad. We both said things we didn't mean and that was just wrong. But somehow I finally fell alseep.
This morning I woke up a new woman. Ready to start life again. Everything was going well and then I saw your email in my inbox. I read it to myself and just had to give you some advice...I would have gone for funny before I went for assuming bad crap. But that’s OK, it means you took everything seriously. Cool.
Well, that was exhausting.
Meg
To the guy who wanted to know what he did wrong, you should have let your wife know that you cared in one way or another. We women can take a little love and go a very long way with it. That little bit is all we need. But if you refuse to give even that tiny bit, you send a message much louder to us. You can leave a women to stew all weekend or you can leave her to think of you with a smile on her face...you decide by how you treat her on Friday. One little I love you goes a long way.
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