Thursday

Not a good sign

It is only Thursday and already I am losing my voice. When I woke up this morning and tried to talk to Roomie, nothing came out. It is a bit better now, but the plan is to start drinking at around 4pm today so I have a feeling that I won’t be able to speak tomorrow.

Don’t worry; I have never let illness get in the way of a good party, or more importantly a good party weekend.

My thoughts are with you, you poor working bastards.

The Single Girl

Wednesday

The dream is alive, but it might be killing me

I am actually too busy to post. There is a lot to come including a lovely night at a hotel with the SSM, hiking with GB and throwing an impromptu dinner party, driving a convertible into the country side for a day and the upcoming debauch weekend with friends from University.

Look for me next week when all the activity dies down and I have a chance to get you all caught up.

Kisses

The Single Girl

Thursday

The Red Dress Effect

I wore my Red Sun Dress to work the other day and I was shocked at the response it received. Almost everyone whether male or female had a comment for me. “Nice Dress”, “Love the Red”, “Wow that’s vibrant”. Awesome called me Red Dress or Red all day. It was sort of nice, I do love my sun dress and really who doesn’t like a little attention now and then for their fashion.

All that changed when the dirty old man in the office gave me an up and down and told me I looked good and slapped me on the arm … but in a way that made me feel that he was trying to slap my ass. I don’t think I will wear that dress to work again.

All it takes is one guy to ruin it for everyone.

The Single Girl

Monday

Drinking with Awesome

I realize that it has been a while since I have chronicled any adventures with Mr. Awesome. You might think that he has disappeared from my life for good but let me assure you that he is alive and well and emailing me daily. Since taking an office job in the downtown core about five blocks from my office we have become very good friends. We email daily – even more than the lady and I do –, we go for lunch two or three times a week and we sometimes even talk on the phone on weekends. Not having sex has made us the best of friends.

All that being said it was still a bit of a surprise to me when he texted me on Friday to tell me to meet him at the beer garden for some serious drinking. I had the day off and thought, why not, I haven’t had a good drunk with Awesome in months and now is a good time as any to find out if I get drunk with Awesome and NOT fool around or have sex with him. I was still feeling blissful from my all night adventure with the SSM two nights earlier, and believed my will to be strong even in the face of many over priced watered down beer, so threw on a halter top and jeans and headed out the door.

By the time I got to the grounds there was a bit of a line up so I opted to get some pizza in me before tackling the line and the beer. The line ended up being about a half hour wait so I was glad I ate the pizza (really glad later in the evening). Once inside I grabbed two beer and found Awesome with a group of his friends all had been there about 1 ½ hours already. Awesome was fairly drunk and being hit on by his ex girlfriends boss. Actually I don’t think hitting describes what she was doing justice. He had a bite mark on his face from her, she was grinding him much of the evening and at some point I turned around and she was elbow deep in his pants. Sadly for her he really wasn’t that interested.

We partied in the gardens for about six of seven beers, watched the tribute bands, danced a little, he groped at me, his ex and his ex’s boss for fun, repeatedly told me how drunk he was and then we left for food and water. Home you say… nah! We went to Awesome’s Best Friend’s house for Martinis. After Five or Six drinks, some water and a few more partiers with us we headed to the dance bar.

There was a bit of a line at the dance bar so we were standing outside waiting for about ten minutes. At about minute five Awesome announced he was done for the night and walked off. His Bet buddy and I looked at each other shrugged and waited to get into the bar. Once there we hit the bar for a mixed drink, a vile shooter and some dancing. After about an hour on the dance floor we decided we needed a little sustenance so we grabbed a slice on the go and headed of to the pub to finish off the evening with one more shooter (which of course we all really needed) and a final pint of beer. At about 1:40 they were announcing last call and I realized I had already had mine and bid my farewell to ABF and found myself a cab. Actually it was one more slice of pizza to sop up the shooter and then a cab.

A great night of partying, beer, dancing, friends and no messy business with Awesome. This single girl feels as though she has turned some little corner of maturity with this night of binge drinking. Don’t you?

xo

TSG

Saturday

My Sex and the City Boy

On Wednesday night the SSM and I went on a date for the evening. We went to the midway and rode a bunch of rides, watched the show GB is working on and then wandered the city for the evening. At some point during the night we started talking about our courtship and how slow it was to start.

He admitted to me that he has had an interest in me since the first night he met me with Fireboy way back here (he would be fireboy’s buddy). So I asked him if that was why he started sending me emails and asking for my “professional” advice on things. Then I mentioned he could have moved things a long a little quicker and we could have had more time together, as that was two months of emails, and poking and chatting before the first date. He sort of smiled, hummed and hawed, and then he asked me if he would have his own Sex and The City episode. I paused and looked at him a bit confused and started to come up with an answer.

“Well …” I started, as I thought you only want one episode. “No wait, would I have a season or two?” he said with a little more excitement and proceeded to launch into how the episodes would break down beginning with a two episode sub plot about this guy who was in contact and my character spends the entire time trying to figure out if this guy want to be friends or actually likes her. From there he would be a regular boyfriend for my character and the episodes would reflect our current relationship.

Boys say the funniest things.

The Single Girl

Wednesday

Too Busy to Share

I realize the blog is less than stellar this week but I am busy. Sorry.

Here are the posts I started and abandon because I haven’t had time this week to really focus and write something worth reading.

Taking Cougar to a Whole New Level
- This is the story of how a three year old tried to make out with me after I helped him to clean cupcake off his face by licking it off. I had to let him down gently and distract him with toys.

The Art of a Good Wager
- Just a little random piece about how I love to make a bet, for as little as a nickel and as much as dinner and a bottle of wine. It just makes life more interesting. If you don’t do it, you should try it.

The Summer Blockbuster
- Umm … yeah … so deep down (well maybe not so deep) I love a good action flick with lots of cheesy dialogue and a good geeky love story and a happy ending.

Digging up the Dirt
- CMG and the SSM work at the same place and I am still waiting for dirt. I don’t think I will find out anything scandalous but a little dirt could be fun.

And that, as they say, is all she wrote.

xo
The Single Girl

Monday

Happy Fat

Have you ever noticed when you start a new “relationship” you gain a little weight? You aren’t going to the gym as much, you are eating out more, you assume sex burns a lot of calories (which it doesn’t really) and you end up with a little bit of Happy Fat.

I am currently engaged in a losing battle with my happy fat. I am not impressed with the situation. I refuse to gain weight. I have worked way too hard over the past two years to lose weight and get in shape to let one Slightly Strange Man destroy all that.

Tomorrow I resolve to get up early and go for a run and do some crunches.

Don’t laugh, it could happen.

TSG

Thursday

Finding the Balance

When I start dating someone and things seem to be going well I do a pretty good job of sabotaging things in my own head. One of my classic errors is that I want too much time from the object of my affection and when they don’t want to spend time with me 24/7 I get frustrated and leave, or start seeing someone else, or in the worse cases I push it down pretend I don’t want to be near them and just make myself crazy seem uninterested and then they leave.

Right now, with the SSM – who isn’t a boyfriend but is definitely becoming someone I like to spend my time with - I am trying to remember to keep balance in my life. My full, rich, keeping the dream alive life that involves spending time with lots of people and having many adventures. For years now I have been a woman who doesn’t have or need a boy to spend time with – and I seem to do alright (read blog for further evidence.) Right now I just have to remember that for two reasons 1. I do not want to be one of those people that gets into a (dare I say it) relationship and abandons their friends for months at a time and 2. I strive for balance in the rest of my life, so I should find it in this part to. Some days it is easy to remember, other days it is hard, but I am working on it. I think if I can figure this and a few other small things out, I may be on the road to having a relationship again … someday.

Baby steps people! It is all about baby steps.

TSG

Ps. I know I promised a story about last weekend, but everytime I try to write it down, the words aren’t flowing. I might do the Coles notes version soon, but we will see.

Wednesday

Save your Scissors

Going on a road trip is always fun. Especially when you get to spend the night RVing. It is fun to pack a cooler with your favourite foods and picnic for 24 hours. Part of the weekend adventure last included spending the night in the woods at a big party.


Roomie had packed a small cooler full of food and wanted to put hte beer in another cooler. In an effort to save space I suggested we consolidate and put everything in the big cooler. Great idea, until we got on the road and realized that the little cooler had the knife. We stopped at a gas station and they had two options ... straight razors or scissors. We picked the scissors. What is it like cuting fresh bread and cheese with scissors? See for yourself.




One tip. If you are cuting fresh bread with scissors, just cut the crust and then rip out the center, otherwise you end up with really smooshed bread. I learned that the hard way.
The Single Girl

Tuesday

A lot of stories and very little time

Here is the problem with keeping the dream alive, sometimes you have too many adventures in one weekend and no time to write about them. I am hoping the day is slow at work so I can at least draft the story of the bush party from Friday night, or maybe I will put them out of order and tell the tale of my Sunday night dinner party. We will have to see which story inspires me more. So please hold tight, good stories are on their way.

TSG