Tuesday, November 18, 2008

My Own Best Boyfriend


Yes. I have decided that I am my own best boyfriend. Let's face it, I know exactly what I want to do, when I want to do it and where I want to do it. When I screw up and feel down, I buy myself my own flowers and let's face it, in the sack, I know exactly what works.

Let's just say, I have been dating someone and well... he's a nice guy and pleasant and smart, but anymore I just don't know if I am interested in being with someone more than once every other week. I enjoy taking care of myself and even though there are times, like when my car was broken in to, that I really need someone to cry on, I guess I realized that the best person for me, is me and maybe my dad... and you know... all you girls out there.

Maybe I am coming to the conclusion that, at 33, let's face it, I have figured out other outlets for my emotional and physical needs.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

So young and so wise. Too special for just any old boy that comes along. Nothing wrong with leaning on yourself, but we all know it's easier when there is someone else to lean on. Cousin Erin

Anonymous said...

While boys are nice and all and do come in handy for certain things (like picking up checks and lifting really heavy things) they sadly can not be counted on as well as girlfriends and well ourselves. We can't expect a man to be the be all and end all so hallelujah to us modern women for being what we need for ourselves and each other and that will make any man who comes along the icing on the cake and allow us to wait for the real sugar kind of icing and not settle for the fake stuff.