It Sucked, and Then I Cried

Dating.  It is such a horrible game. I would like to personally thank my ex for the roller coaster ride I've been on lately.

I met a guy online in December.  We've chatted online and over the phone and texted too.  I really felt we were connecting.  We laughed together and even teased each other.  We finally met this week and went on TWO dates. Yes, that is correct.   I was so happy to be with him.  We had a great times together-all two of them.  Today he sent me an e-mail saying that there is someone else he feels closer to.  Okay.  Fine.  Whatever.

All I really want is someone to come home to who loves and appreciates me.  This is the time of life where I should be comfortable in my relationship.  Instead I'm on a roller coaster of ups and downs.  My heart has been so full of joy and excitement and then been let down and even irritated.

I have also been chatting with another guy.  He knows that he's not the only one I've been chatting with-he wanted to meet me too.  So I had 3 dates in one week.  Yes, three.  Good thing too because at least he wants to see me again.  Up up and away...

Wing Man

DISCLAIMER: Any and ALL typing/ grammer errors are the result of using my iPad to write this post on account of I'm just too lazy to go fire up the computer right now! I claim full responsibility for my mistakes and ask you to please overlook them.

 wing·man /ˈwɪŋmən/ noun plural wing·men /-mən/ [count] : a pilot or airplane that flies behind and outside the leader of a group of airplanes in order to provide support or protection — often used figuratively ▪ She was my wingman [=she helped me] on the project.

 Tonight I was the wing man for a friend. We are both single -she lost her hubby to cancer- and you all know I'm divorced now. We decided to go to a dance. Do any of you know how long it's been since I've been dancing? Seriously, comment and make a guess-I'll let you know in my next post.

 Well I got all dressed up. Had my slacks, my asian/eastern inspired shirt (with sparkely studs!), my chandelier earrings and my hair was pumped up and curly. After I finished accessorizing with a cocktail ring my friend picked me up. I asked her how she felt about body glitter and she said we should go for it. A couple quick sprays later we were sparkly and ready to go.

 We went to dinner first and I tried so hard not to think about dancing. When we got to the dance it was kinda slow going.  We weren't the FIRST ones' there but the crowd was thin. I was nervous. My stomach was doing a dance of it's own-a thing something like nausea and then butterflies. Perfect justice would be having my ex feel all the emotions he's put me through or that have stemmed from this divorce. I prayed I wouldn't throw up on anyone.

 After about 20 minutes of canvasing the area and more people coming I got asked to dance. This in itself was HUGE for me. My friend is way cuter than me-at least I think so-so that was a good shot in the arm for my confidence. WoooHoo! I danced three songs with the guy and it was good. I kept trying to talk myself into asking someone to dance and then felt like such a chicken. I am one to take charge of situations and get things done, but when it comes to guys...I prefer someone who will at least meet me half way. I like a take-charge kind of guy. I felt like I was in high school again, building up the courage and then rationalizing that right when I ask them the song will change. Does it really matter? No. Yes?

 I thought I saw one of my clients from the place where I do corporate massage. It turned out not be him for which I was grateful. Although 1/2 way through a guy from that office came over and asked me to dance- what are the odds? I ran into 3 other people that I know, so that was fun.

 My friend and I had worked out a secret signal if we needed each other to swoop in and perform wing man duties. I walked by and noticed her and signed and she signed back. I signed again to double check but nothing, so I went away. A few minutes later the guy I know from work came over and we went outside on the patio for a bit. My friend was there, but I guess she didn't notice me, cause she was talking to the same guy out there. My guy was going on and on about his past relationships and I kept glancing at my friend to make sure she was okay-she just didn't see me for some reason. I feel bad cause on the drive home she said she was stuck wtith this guy for like an hour. I guess I need to work on my wing man skills. Don't worry, I'll hone them and swoop in and rescue her next time for SURE!

 So, gotta tell you the highlights of the dance:
 - The hair. Seriously saw 40 year old women rocking their high school hair styles. Can we say bad perms?
-The clothes. Mom Jeans. Burn them baby and get something flattering!
-muscle shirts-never has a shirt said so much about so little
-finally getting over my butterflies and asking some people to dance (unfortunately one of them had the same name as my ex-and I found out he didn't have the same standards as me-must be something about the name-note to self: avoid at all costs.)
-getting asked to dance by two complete strangers!!!!! WOOT- this old girl's still got SOMETHING!
 On the downside-I think I pulled an ovary. Goodnight :)

Still Kickin'- Kinda

Hello to my 16 readers.  How are you?  I'm sorry i've been out of blogland for a while. It's been a rough summer.  I had divorce mediation to attend. Having to decide who gets what and how to arrange my new life hasn't been easy.  My divorce was finalized mid August.  2 days before my 14th anniversary.  I made it 13 years 363 days-but the last time I remember us both being happy was probably 2007.

Part of me feels like a complete failure.  I tried everything in my power to keep it together,  i really did.  But ultimately it comes down to the fact that it takes two people wanting to work on a relationship to make it work.  For what ever reasons my ex decided to check out.  So be it.  I want you to know I'm not whining or bitching here-I do wish him well, and I hope he finds whatever it is he is looking for in life.  It's just that I miss how he used to be with me.

I have decided that I deserve a happy life too.  I am finding strength in motherhood.  I love my children so much.  They are my most precious accomplishment and my greatest achievement.  I wish that they didn't have to suffer any pain and frustration and hurt.

Do you ever feel like you have everything and nothing to say at the same time?  Sorry for my ramblings...

All I can tell you is it's been an awful August.  I know of 3 deaths,  my aunt got in a bicycling accident and broke her leg so bad she required an operation, a very good friends' 3 year old girl fell out of a 2 story window and required surgery, another good friend was hit by another car on the the freeway and crashed into the wall totaling her car and getting whiplash.  My divorce was finalized and a friends is just beginning.  Another friends newborn baby was diagnosed with heart problems.  It has been c ra zy.  Earthquakes on the East Coast and now a hurricane. I'm just bracing myself for the next thing.  When did the world get so topsy turvey?

Well, come what may, we need to carry on.  I wish you all well and may your news be good!

How to Almost Get Thrown Out of a U2 Concert

 Oh - My - Gosh!  All I can say is that I laughed, I cried, I almost got thrown out by a security guard....  Details to follow.  But first, kinda hard to see I know but the bottom line of the screen in the first photo reads "Blog posts today 3,421,179"  I thought how apropos!  Sorry the pics are sorta crappy I took them with my piddley blackberry camera.  Then I had to upload them to Facebook before I could get them to iPhoto.  I need to get one of the card adaptors that makes your teeny tiny SD card fit into a regular SD card slot and not get lost.  Oi.  Technology.  

Let me say that the 360 Tour did not disappoint.  The opening act was The Fray. They performed some popular songs like "Never Say Never" , "How to Save a Life" and "Over My Head".  Between The Fray and U2 the screen was rotating with all sorts of information and time from places across the globe.  

 The show was spectacular.  AMAZING 

 and

LOUD

 "The Claw" is a jaw-dropping feat of physics in action.  What didn't this stage have?

 The screen was spectacular.  It expanded and contracted and images rotated.  I have more pictures of this but can't get them to upload right now. grrr.

The performance was out of this world.  There were some lesser "radio" played songs that true U2 aficionados would know and appreciate.  At times it was a flashback to the 80's but kept true to the music of today as well.

Highlights of the show:

*Bono acknowledges the one year wait we had to endure due to his emergency spinal surgery.  Acknowledges and THANKS us for hanging in there and supporting him TONIGHT (at the show)

*Pulls 3 sisters on stage and has them read a poem he wrote about Utah.  I Love that they do a local flare everywhere they play.

*Tells the story of how The Edge had problems with the hot water in his hotel room shower.  And how he bought a teakettle to make hot water and then other items to fix the shower with.  He didn't have a hissy fit and charge out of the hotel or rant and rave at the manager-he just found a quiet solution to the problem.  KUDOS to The Edge!!! 

(puts these diva rock stars nowadays to SHAME)

*When the 500,000 led panel screen expanded for the first time

* Vintage video of U2 during their "Joshua Tree" days playing on the screen during one song.

*How Bono and U2 have a knack of making you think globally and of more than just yourself.  It puts your "problems" into perspective for sure.

*Bono coming swinging down from the middle "rocket ship" out over the crowd on that blue microphone contraption.

*And seeing for myself that they do get better with age-be still my heart!

Now for the almost getting thrown out part:

My sister was going to the concert too.  Well, she managed to procure some back stage passes (through her work).  I told her to just take her friend who was with her- really  it was OKAY.  So, along with the passes came better tickets.

She sent me an IM to tell me where her new seats were.  I was only in the third row back in the stadium,  NOT on the floor.  She was on the floor, but in the platform so she was a little closer than me but not pressed with the general admission peeps.  I IM'd her back and told her I was super close.  So she comes walking over and I go down to meet her at the railing.  I'm asking her how the backstage thing was (she said she didn't get to meet the band, and I thought that was the POINT of a backstage pass).  And I'm crouching down and she is by the barricade on the floor.  There is at least 12 feet between us. I asked her if she wanted me to take her picture with the stage in the background and she said yes.  I take her camera and snap a picture.  

Next thing I know the security guard from the floor is screaming "Give me your ticket".  I kinda panic because I'm thinking maybe it's not okay to take a picture.  I reply "What ticket?"  He just yells again and I tell him I don't have any ticket except the one in my purse.  I told him I was just taking a picture.  He said something about "I'll THROW YOU OUT" and I was like "For taking a picture?"  He left me alone after that.  

As I was heading to my seat it occurred to me he might have thought that my sister was passing me a ticket to try and get both of us down on the platform or that I was trying to sneak down, which I WASN'T!!!!  Stupid guy was on a power trip I think.  

There was a group of people on the row in front of me and they asked what happened.  I told them the guard thought that I was trying to sneak down or something.  They were really cute and when the guard made his way back up by our area they heckled him.  I got support from complete strangers! So thank you to the guys from row two right in front of me!!!

BEST NIGHT IN A LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG TIME!!!!!

High Heels

Okay peeps,
I just gotta put this out there to all of you.  WHY do people wear high heels in impracticable places?  Maybe it's just me, but why would you want to torture yourself at the amusement park, or walking the sprawling gardens stretched out over endless acres, especially when the path is cobblestone or gravel?  The home improvement show at the Expo Center with concrete floors, heck, ANYWHERE with concrete floors.  I just don't get it.  I don't.  My feet and lower legs ACHE after wearing heels for more than an hour.  I'm feeling it for days afterward.

For me, heels are worn to special occasions.  A wedding (not the whole time though), for taking pictures, and sometimes to church.  I am just on my feet so much that wearing heels is an affront to my health.  How about you?  I'm curious to know, so comment below!

That's One Big Baby

I clipped this out of the newspaper and forgot about it.  As I was cleaning up today I knew I had to post it on my blog.  All I have to say is either that is one big baby or one SMALL big sister.  They do have different dads apparently.

What's the Point?

So today I went to lunch with a friend.  We went to Cafe Rio.  A semi-casual dining establishment.  The kinds where you stand in a line, get to the counter and order your food.  Drinks are from a cardboard cup filled at the drink station.
My friend and I both just wanted water.  The drink station was swarming with people, due to the fact that it was lunch hour for the business park near by.  The water button is the kind you push down with your finger right in front of the lemonade.  We both filled up and ate lunch.   On the way out we both wanted a refill.  Once again it was swamped by people.  I filled up my cup and noticed my friend filling hers up too.  I looked closer at the button she was pushing.  It was marked soda.  I asked my friend if she knew she was getting plain soda water, she hadn't noticed.

Then it hit me,  I have NEVER seen anyone fill up with just plain soda water.  Seriously, what's the point?  Can you imagine "Yes dear, I'd love a refill, just plain soda water".  I don't get it.