Idiosyncratic Confessions

My friend Neil inspired me to write a list of things about myself. Only because he had such a cool one on his blog. While at first my intention was to allow my readers to get to know me better I quickly realized this list was of things I rarely admit. I like to think of this list as things not to say when you first meet someone. My point to this is that I'm not perfect, not even close. But my flaws make me an individual, and I like me a lot.

If I'm in a car, I usually insist on driving. I don't trust anyone behind the wheel, not even my husband. It's a constant need to feel in control.

I worry too much. I'm that person who always says I love you no matter what because I know that might be the last time I see you. 

Dying does not scare me. My family and friends dying does.

I steal change. If you leave coins anywhere in my house, it will be gone.

I have a tradition to steal something from Disneyland every time I go. I swear I'm not a kleptomaniac. It's my small way of sticking it to the man.

I never give a bad driver the finger. I've been on the opposite end of that one and it hurt my feelings.

In hate cats.

I love dogs.

I love kids but typically I'm not a fan of their parents.

I prefer small gatherings with close friends to large parties with people I don't know. Or even people I do know.

Often times my husband and I are polar opposites. This leads me to believe parenting will be interesting.

My favorite time of the year is December. Not because it's my birthday, anniversary or Christmas but because I get 2 weeks off.

I also love summer for time off but I don't get presents so December wins.

Sometimes it's hard not to stereotype people.

I can't use public bathrooms for anything I cant hover over the toilet for. I avoid them like the plague.

I've regifted at least 3 times. But I see it as a sweet gesture because I know that person will use it more than me.

I like shopping for other people more than myself.

I have a hard time trusting people, which is why I drive 25 minutes to get my eyebrows waxed.

I don't like fish.

I have guilty pleasure shows which consist of...Teen Mom, Bachelor Pad and Gossip Girl. I won't stop watching them no matter how much I hate them sometimes.

I talk to my grandma almost everyday. Do you?

I have an irrational fear of dinosaurs. It's a real fear. It's called or ornithoscelidaphobia.

I've never done drugs. Ever. Not even weed.

I've also never smoked a cigarette. The one time I wanted to my husband refused me because I was drunk.

I seldom drink alcohol.

I got drunk at my wedding thanks to my brother-in-law.

I used to not be able to make a decision without asking my mom.

I write to feel better. I've kept journals all my life. This blog is a new form of self expression. Seeing so many people read it boosts my confidence.

If I wake up on my own, it's a good day. If you wake me up, you'll regret it.

I'm scared I will not be able to live without my parents.....once they go.

The Walking Dead series is how I think the world would react to a zombie invasion. I would not survive.

My mom is one of my best friends and does not take any bullshit from me. She tells me what I need to hear even if I don't want to hear it.

^ She is the reason I'm so loyal to my friends but often say things they don't wanna hear.

I fear change but find my life changing drastically every 3 years.

EMM

Slacker Dudes

I recently read an article in defense of lazy men. It of course was written by a lazy man. How lazy can he be if he wrote it, but I am almost certain it took him less time than it's taking me to write this blog.

The purpose of Matt Koff's article was to defend the slacker male. He said, we as women should stick around for men without paychecks and/or jobs because even if they're not working it doesn't mean he doesnt have ambition. He said and I quote "a guy who seems to be screwing around on his iPhone may be brainstorming killer apps of his own." I'm sorry, WHAT! When I see a grown ass man in t-shirts and flip flops playing on his iPhone at Starbucks on a Tuesday afternoon I don't think to myself "oh he must be inventing a new app, good for that working man!" I, along with other women think, he's  single and needs a job or he's a husband on vacation who needs a makeover.

I could not believe this man wanted us women to consider sticking around with a man who is lazy! We want ambitious men who work to create better lives for themselves. I also found it amusing that this man wrote the article for Cosmopolitan Magazine. That's one of the leading women's magazines in the country!

Don't get me wrong, men can have lazy moments...we all do. What men can't do is expect us to stick around while they watch tv, play video games and eat pizza all day every day. I don't care how much ambition you have! Get your ass up and go to school or get a job!
EMM

Bad Boys

A male friend of mine recently asked me if girls like assholes. I was quick to respond that in my opinion we like bad boys not assholes. I constantly hear men complaining that women want assholes, bad boys, nice guys finish last blah blah blah! So I've decided to write about why women tend to lean towards the bad boys, at least from my perspective.

The difference between a bad boy and an asshole is clear. A asshole belittles women, isn't considerate, is rude, immature and selfish. A bad boy is a man who dislikes authority, is protective, maybe a little wild and confident (at times even arrogant).

Men, women want this type of man because they are drawn to men who can take care of them and protect them. We want someone who is interesting and never boring. Sure they may only tell us what we want to hear but that's the beauty of being with this type of man. Men often complain that nice guys finish last and its' true. Women will leave a nice guy if the bad boy is making her feel like a woman. But realistically, most bad boys don't last. They're fun and interesting but they either turn into a nice guy, or get dumped. So be patient guys.
EMM

Pretty woman, walking down the street

It's completely natural for men to gander at other beautiful women. I'd be lying if I said I didn't look too. Realistically I think women check other women out just as much. For different reasons, unless your into the ladies. But I think women look at other women because we compare ourselves to them, we envy them, we admire them or we're talking shit about their outfit. Either way we look too. But.......

Men look because they're checking out their rack, ass, legs, whatever! Mu husband and I were walking into Ralph's in Sunday when this good looking 40ish woman walks out in a tiny dress with her (pretty nice and large) boobies flaunting everywhere. Of course I looked. HOW COULD YOU NOT! As we passed her I said to my hubby, "Did you see those? Jees!" To which he calmly responded "See what baby?" Oh so coy my husband! I know he saw them...he had to have seen them. He did say after that he saw them. We continued our conversation with questions about their authenticity. My internal question was, why did he lie? Was he ashamed, being considerate of me, embarrassed, what?

I never asked him but I really think he was just being considerate. He would never bring up another woman's breast unless I started the conversation. I have to say that in itself is pretty sweet. So even though I know for a fact my husband looks at other women, at least I know he's considerate enough not to flaunt it, make it obvious or disrespect me in the process.
EMM

The Dilemmas

The Dilemma

Just watched the movie "The Dilemma" and it brought up the question...would you tell your best friend if his/her boyfriend/girlfriend was cheating on them? I don't know who wrote this movie but Vince Vaughan could have save himself a lot of trouble by just telling his bf about the cheating. He went out of his way to get any form of proof. Sure the wife said it was her word against his but if she really was cheating then it shouldn't matter. When I asked friends they all said absolutely! Here's the other dilemma....would you tell your best friend's significant other if your best friend was the one cheating? I think that's a harder question.

Personally, I think of my best friend and absolutely would tell her any information I had. I would initially go to her boyfriend and give him the chance to come clean. Should he refuse I would go to her. I would do this for everyone I care for, family and friends.

Now for the other dilemma....hell no! I mean I love my best friend's boyfriend but it's not my place. Here's the thing, I have several couple friends and I care about both sexes very much. If the man or woman was cheating I would confront the cheater and if it came down to it...tell both. But if it came to my best friend and having to air her dirty laundry I don't think I could. Not to say I would condone it, approve of it or see her in a different light but I love her enough to keep her secret.

I asked my best friend and she would absolutely tell me. I know she would, and I would probably believe her. She also said she wouldn't tell my husband if i was the one cheating. It's always nice to know we have each other's backs.
EMM