Big Girl Panties

It’s already 12 days into the new year and I’ve yet to accomplish anything. Unless you consider memorizing “Bounce That Dick” by Jenna Marbles an accomplishment?! Yeah I didn’t think so either.

I think maybe I should give myself a break.

In the last few months I’ve metaphorically purchased a pair of Big Girl Panties. I’ve made the decision to make a fresh start in a new city where nobody knows my name. I’m also throwing caution to the wind and going to cosmetology school.

Now I have to go and actually put on those metaphorical Big Girl Panties, and that scares me. I’ll have to be. . .independent. I can’t rely on Daddy or (now ex) husband to help me. This is a strange feeling. . .or maybe that’s the sangria I just had. Either way, I’m anxious to what the near future holds for me, but hopefully it’s filled with lunacy and best (sangria) wishes!

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A Good Thing or A Bad Thing?

I was getting off the ferry the other week. As I passed the people waiting to get on the ferry, I made eye contact with an EXTREMELY attractive man. Normally I get pretty awkward around any somewhat decent looking man- but this time a miracle happened. We made some rather intense
contact. It's the first time in years that I've felt butterflies in my stomach. The EXTREMELY attractive man I checked out and thought naughty thoughts about. . . my ex boyfriend.

Was that a good thing or a bad thing I did?!

Now today I crossed the border into Crazy Town. I looked him up on Facebook. Upon looking at his profile picture, I can without a doubt confirm he IS NOT the same man from the ferry.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?!

I thought I was looking at my ex but ended up giving a complete stranger my best bedroom eyes. Is my memory really so bad I can't remember the face of a guy I dated? Now I'm debating looking at that missed connections page I keep hearing about. Or even worse- sending a nonchalant "hey I thought I saw you" message on Facebook.

Both are crazy.

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