saturday mornings for a single girl
if i'm not going to church, i love to do what i do best on saturday mornings...everything that i like!
this morning i slept late, got myself a nice hot cup of coffee (with ghiradelli's chocolate in it) and settled down to read birds & blooms magazine in the sun & dream of country living. then i did my spa day things. now as i let my spa treatments settle in, i'm sitting down with another good book...a favorite from college: vice & virtue in everyday life.
nothing like a good refresher on ethics to get one's weekend started. this was one of my favorite books in college/grad school. the other two being macroeconomics (including the study of the welfare system which was totally fascinating) and in grad school management theory cases.
today i'm going to decide whether or not i'm kantian or utilitarian in views & practice. i'm sure you can't wait to hear which way i swing...
later on today we're going to the park & the over to see friends in the country. all in all, will be a fun day in the sun day. hmmm...speaking of sun, maybe i should sail again this year. it looks awfully tempting looking out of my window at work at sailing in the harbor.
May 01, 2004
April 30, 2004
it's raining men, hallelujah
ever since i decided that to get more love, i have to give more love (and this is not in the 70s kind of way), i seem to be attracting love like a magnet.
in the "who's new" section of my life i have a date on tuesday with a guy off yahoo personals, some lawyer who does auto racing on the side.
in the "who's out" section of my life, i have a funny story about a guy who i was writing to on yahoo for months. a gyn-oncologist who works like a dog, as he puts it. since the dog-days of summer are coming up, that doesn't appeal to me too much. but in any case, he wrote well. and seems, that's all he did. after writing to me for months (god only knows why i wrote back that long) he decided it was time to get back with his ex girlfriend again. so fine, bubye. then i saw him on the site again a couple months later & decided to see what was up. no more ex? so i wrote to him. he wrote aimlessly again once or twice, and then since he doesn't have the cahunas to meet me, decides that he is "planning" and i quote, to date some girl exclusively and therefore won't be able to meet me. in my head i wrote back the following response: "dear workaholic doctor, that's good that you wouldn't want to meet me because you are planning to date someone. it protected me from cheating on my soon-to-be-husband, which i plan to meet and marry in the next couple years or so. i'm so glad you protected both of us from throwing ourselves at each other in the coffee shop and engaging in wild sex, and dishonoring those we are planning to date at some point in the future."
in the "who's still on section" two of my buds are keeping in touch, more than usual, and it's awesome. i wouldn't mind a little more of the touch, but it's a little hard across a dozen states.
in the "who's on first, what's on second & i dunno's on third" section, is a friend who i've gone out with a few times but can't figure out what he actually thinks. that seems to work ok for me too, so seems we'll leave it right with the bases loaded & no one knowing what the hell is going on. much like the world series last year.
and of course, in the "you can't touch this section" there is a new guy at work who is to die for.
all of which is useless of course, me still being single and all, but very entertaining and whatnot, leaving endless possibilities for nothing to happen.
ever since i decided that to get more love, i have to give more love (and this is not in the 70s kind of way), i seem to be attracting love like a magnet.
in the "who's new" section of my life i have a date on tuesday with a guy off yahoo personals, some lawyer who does auto racing on the side.
in the "who's out" section of my life, i have a funny story about a guy who i was writing to on yahoo for months. a gyn-oncologist who works like a dog, as he puts it. since the dog-days of summer are coming up, that doesn't appeal to me too much. but in any case, he wrote well. and seems, that's all he did. after writing to me for months (god only knows why i wrote back that long) he decided it was time to get back with his ex girlfriend again. so fine, bubye. then i saw him on the site again a couple months later & decided to see what was up. no more ex? so i wrote to him. he wrote aimlessly again once or twice, and then since he doesn't have the cahunas to meet me, decides that he is "planning" and i quote, to date some girl exclusively and therefore won't be able to meet me. in my head i wrote back the following response: "dear workaholic doctor, that's good that you wouldn't want to meet me because you are planning to date someone. it protected me from cheating on my soon-to-be-husband, which i plan to meet and marry in the next couple years or so. i'm so glad you protected both of us from throwing ourselves at each other in the coffee shop and engaging in wild sex, and dishonoring those we are planning to date at some point in the future."
in the "who's still on section" two of my buds are keeping in touch, more than usual, and it's awesome. i wouldn't mind a little more of the touch, but it's a little hard across a dozen states.
in the "who's on first, what's on second & i dunno's on third" section, is a friend who i've gone out with a few times but can't figure out what he actually thinks. that seems to work ok for me too, so seems we'll leave it right with the bases loaded & no one knowing what the hell is going on. much like the world series last year.
and of course, in the "you can't touch this section" there is a new guy at work who is to die for.
all of which is useless of course, me still being single and all, but very entertaining and whatnot, leaving endless possibilities for nothing to happen.
April 26, 2004
it's all about the love
sometimes you have certain friends of whom you are not sure why you have them. you can count on 10 short but talented violin-playing fingers the number of times they annoy you. and then you can count on 10 sexy red-polished toes all the great things about them. (if you're my friend, i'm kidding, i really don't do this.) but oddly enough, the more they annoy you, the more attractive they become over time until you start to see their annoyance as endearing quirks about them.
in the midst of all the counting though, there are times when you know without a doubt why they are your friends: they speak to you like no one else can. either because others don't care, they don't dare, or they're just not observant enough to see through you. it's those moments that you forget all about annoyances and just feel the love of your friends.
sometimes speaking the truth in love is the best quality a friend can ever share with you.
sometimes you have certain friends of whom you are not sure why you have them. you can count on 10 short but talented violin-playing fingers the number of times they annoy you. and then you can count on 10 sexy red-polished toes all the great things about them. (if you're my friend, i'm kidding, i really don't do this.) but oddly enough, the more they annoy you, the more attractive they become over time until you start to see their annoyance as endearing quirks about them.
in the midst of all the counting though, there are times when you know without a doubt why they are your friends: they speak to you like no one else can. either because others don't care, they don't dare, or they're just not observant enough to see through you. it's those moments that you forget all about annoyances and just feel the love of your friends.
sometimes speaking the truth in love is the best quality a friend can ever share with you.
not meaning to be mean
oh the misunderstandings that arise between genders when men and women try to communicate. right now i am in the midst of three misunderstandings. one that will likely cost me ever meeting someone, another that is making "trouble" between me and a longtime friend, and the third, one that could have cost me a friendship, which seems to at the moment be back on track.
i don't tend to be the kindest person or one who beats around the bush trying to find the nicest way to talk to the bush. it's not something i ever heard my parents do nor that i know how instinctively. i tend to say exactly what i mean, which is sometimes just that (mean), because i don't know how to ask for what i need in a nice way.
anyhow, if one were to look at communication as a utilitarian feature, which it usually is, with the intent of delivering one piece of intended information to another person who can receive it with the same intent in which it was originally packaged, then i fall far short of success. which means i need to change how i communicate.
how does one negotiate change? or communicate intent?
there are three things good about my current troubles:
1) i am communicating much more to have gotten into this many problems.
2) those guys who know where my intent really lies will manage somehow to muddle through the communication part with me until we come to some understanding. the man who does that best will be the man i will marry. the one who hears my intent, regardless of my words, because sometimes it just doesn't come out right, no matter how hard i try. and the one who will respond back, sharing his intent, no matter how it all comes out. at least it is reciprocal.
3) all the guys who are my friends have forgiven me at one time or another for being a bitch, just as i have forgiven them for being jerks. what counts is are we actively changing for the better and treating each better every day?
i guess the key to success is to keep on trying...if you're both talking, at least you're still having the conversation...
oh the misunderstandings that arise between genders when men and women try to communicate. right now i am in the midst of three misunderstandings. one that will likely cost me ever meeting someone, another that is making "trouble" between me and a longtime friend, and the third, one that could have cost me a friendship, which seems to at the moment be back on track.
i don't tend to be the kindest person or one who beats around the bush trying to find the nicest way to talk to the bush. it's not something i ever heard my parents do nor that i know how instinctively. i tend to say exactly what i mean, which is sometimes just that (mean), because i don't know how to ask for what i need in a nice way.
anyhow, if one were to look at communication as a utilitarian feature, which it usually is, with the intent of delivering one piece of intended information to another person who can receive it with the same intent in which it was originally packaged, then i fall far short of success. which means i need to change how i communicate.
how does one negotiate change? or communicate intent?
there are three things good about my current troubles:
1) i am communicating much more to have gotten into this many problems.
2) those guys who know where my intent really lies will manage somehow to muddle through the communication part with me until we come to some understanding. the man who does that best will be the man i will marry. the one who hears my intent, regardless of my words, because sometimes it just doesn't come out right, no matter how hard i try. and the one who will respond back, sharing his intent, no matter how it all comes out. at least it is reciprocal.
3) all the guys who are my friends have forgiven me at one time or another for being a bitch, just as i have forgiven them for being jerks. what counts is are we actively changing for the better and treating each better every day?
i guess the key to success is to keep on trying...if you're both talking, at least you're still having the conversation...