The Other C Word

To women, the C word may be cougar but to men, the C word is worse... way worse... it's the scary, dreaded word that many women are afraid to utter in front of their guys at this point (myself included)... the C word for men is COMMITMENT.
I would like now to take the time to define commitment for the benefit of my male readers only. Webster defines the word commitment as "an agreement or pledge to do something in the future; something pledged; the state of being obligated or emotionally impelled". OOOOHHHHH, SCARY!!!!!
I've read a lot about this and we've certainly all heard a lot about men who can't commit. In fact, anyone who has tried online dating lately would almost certainly agree that commitment-phobia has extended from real time to online. It's getting ridiculous. Below is a link for an article on how to get your man to commit in 10 easy steps. Since I'm having trouble enticing men to show up for dates lately, please give the below a read and if you have any success, let me know!

http://www.selfgrowth.com/articles/Weinberg1.html

The C Word

Someone threw the C word at me today. It was a terrifying experience. It shook me to my core. I was shaky, sweaty and heard the buzzing sound in my ears which usually indicates that I'm about to pass out. Although it was a joke, I didn't really find it funny - I'm EXTREMELY sensitive to THAT word... that dreaded C word..... COUGAR. I hate it with a passion. Grrrrr..........
My greatest fear is that someone will call me a cougar and mean it. When I was younger, I thought that any single woman over 30 who wore leopard print, huge gold earrings with matching necklaces, stilettos and faded denim complimented by blue eyeshadow, bright red lipstick and excessive amounts of fake tan was a cougar. Although I do not fit this description in the wardrobe or makeup sense, I am now over thirty and single. Now that I see my contemporaries in the same boat, I feel that the average age for a cougar is now 40 or over. This number increases as I age... I have a distaste for younger men, so technically I may never fall into this dreaded category (even if I was wearing leopard, red lipstick, stilettos and faded denim...), but still.... I HATE that word. So for any of you who are single and over 40 with a penchant for younger men, please beware of this season's fashion trends towards animal skins of all sorts (cheetah, leopard, zebra) - it's dangerous territory!

Crystal Ball

I wish I had one. I'd simply like to know if I'll ever meet someone and have a family. Or not. Is that too much to ask??? When I think about the amount of money (and time) that I've spent on visiting psychics over the years, it sickens me. Instead of paying psychics to tell me what will (or, most of the time, will not) happen, I could have:
* bought tens of pairs of designer shoes on Ebay
* bought ten pairs of designer shoes
* bought 5 pairs of designer shoes and 5 matching handbags
* taken ten fabulous vacations to exotic destinations with fabulous girlfriends
* made a significant difference towards the payment of my mortgage
* sponsored hundreds, if not thousands, of children in need (but please, I have my own problems...)

Remote Control

One of the most irritating things about not having a man around to fix things is when complicated items, such as the intimidating clicker, break. My clicker broke a few weeks ago and I tried replacing the batteries, pushing all the buttons, banging it on the coffee table and then crying, but nothing helped. It is dead. Now I have to turn the tv on and off manually. I can live like this, but I think it's a shame that there's no one around to help out with these gadget-y things. There are lots of things that need to get done around the house (including me...) and no one to do it except pricey professionals (oh, the implications of that statement!!!).
I should mention, however, that a friend and fellow blogger informed me that once there is a man on the scene, I will lose access to both the tv and the remote!

A New Tradition

I am a traditional girl. I like to be approached by men (but I don't like to be propositioned - please refer to Friends with Benefits post below). However, this doesn't seem to be getting me anywhere lately. So, I have just been very forward and made the first move online! This is a first for me and I will advise you of my progress. I feel like a new woman (yet also kind of scared)!

My Couch

In addition to the fabulous fringe boots in the post below, I've also developed strong feelings for my couch. My couch and I have been spending more and more time together lately, due to the fact that the dates just haven't been working out. Being the main piece of furniture in my place (besides my bed, which I also have a strong affection for), we are together most of the time when I am at home. After a (bad) date, my couch is there to cradle my sad ass. In fact, it is the throne from where I am sitting as I compose these thoughtful posts!

Fabulous Fringe Boots

I would like to say that, at this point, I have more feelings for these gorgeous boots than I think I ever could for any man!