25 Nov
First, I want you to know that I’m as romantic as the next girl while bearing in mind I also have a practical streak; I can appreciate doing the right thing for the wrong reason. When a couple-dozen of America’s young women are willing to compete ON TV for cash prizes, 15-minutes-of-Fame, and a marriage proposal from a total stranger, well, I get choked up. It’s the American Way!
[Note: having burned my bra in the day and learned to be proud of who I AM, such as it is, as opposed to piggy-backing my worth based on my hubby’s accomplishments, I’ve long since developed a sour taste for those whose human development isn’t as it might be with a little effort.]
What I’m saying is, does it surprise you that a beauty queen wannabe, a Cheerleader–ferchristsake–for a pro-football team, would join the ranks of those competing for the glass slipper….er….ring and proposal from The Bachelor.
Now, for the happily ever after part. You’re gonna love this. Mary Delgado, winner of The Bachelor proposal in 2004, was arrested two days after Thanksgiving for punching out the man she lives with, whom she describes as her fiance (after living with him for three years.) The reason for the assault wasn’t given, nor her fiance’s name–however, it WAS NOT The Bachelor who proposed to her in ‘04. She was released from the pokey a short while later. Ah, romance.
I don’t know about you, but I like my fairy tales with happier endings–after all, the original Cinderella was a mistreated, hard-working stepchild for whom all ended well. Even if you prefer Liberation Literature, it’s plainly not nice to punch a guy’s lights out, spend time in the slammer for it, then expect to ride away in a mouse-drawn pumpkin. But that’s just me; I could be wrong.
26 Sep
Why do only women have guilty pleasures*, like watching Grey’s Anatomy or eating a cup full of peanuts with chocolate sauce poured over it, having sex with the UPS guy, spitefully viewing America’s Next Top Model?
Is it that men don’t feel guilty about pleasure?
Or am I wrong about the gender difference?
So what’s your guilty pleasure? What fun, food, cheap fiction or flight of fancy do you like to indulge in? (God, I love alliteration. Sorry about that.)
Me? I like to go into the kitchen and sneak marshmallows from the cabinet and pop one in my mouth when I’m passing through. I suppose what does it for me is the sneaky secretiveness and the eating something that has absolutely no nutritional value, real or imagined.
*I did a google search for “guilty pleasures” and found that a lot of people, by the way, are very close to mentally ill and I don’t think, technically, that being obsessed with weighing your own poop is a guilty pleasure. I was going to link to the place I found that, but on second thought… umm… no, I won’t. I tell ya… google is a scary place sometimes.
19 Sep
Although we’re technically Blogging for Bitter Women, this one is for the guys.
Quick Tip #3: There is NO Bank
Women might indicate otherwise, for motives I wouldn’t care to speculate on, but when it comes to earning “points” with the woman in your life, there is no bank. The credit you earn now is the credit you have. You can’t point back to a good thing you did a week ago and say “But hey I did the dishes without being asked last week.” It don’t work that way.
Now some might consider this cruel, but it’s not… it’s just simply the way it is, and the sooner you understand the truth of the Chick Point System, the sooner you will be able to achieve the happy status of understanding you so desire.
Let me give you an example:
Now.. the quiz… On Friday morning, how many points does he have?
The novice would look at that and say, “Easy… 40 points!” Oh, you poor, dear soul. ![]()
The correct answer: 0 points.
Don’t cry to me about it. You should thank me for explaining this. You got credits for what you did on Monday-Thursday, no doubt, but just remember.. there is no bank.
Remember this, and your life will get easier. Promise.
(My apologies, by the way, for all the contextual Google “Get Cheap Credit” ads that are undoubtedly going to be appearing for this one!)
10 Sep
Recently I’ve been dealing with a woman that’s an absolute control freak, and sadly, she spends a great deal of her energy trying to change the behaviour of everyone around her.
I’m reminded of the Serenity Prayer :
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
I wouldn’t have thought drunks would like platitudes , but that just shows you how much I know.
The point I’m rather badly trying to make here is that we always have choices.
Here are some prime examples of making life choices when it comes to things we can and we cannot control:
Scenario #1:
Scenario #2:
Scenario #3:
Remember… control what you can. We can never control other people’s behaviour, but we can make them fucking regret it.
7 Sep
I have no clue what’s going on at Amazon these days!
But they have a fun new feature… a little widget you can get to post on a website. Nothing to buy, you just vote for what you like, and you can make a list of ANYTHING, and put it on your site.
So here’s one I found there that was already made up… your votes affect the master list, so vote early and vote often! ![]()
Oh by the way… I’m still expecting to see poems from my last post, so don’t think you’re off the hook! (You =
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