Dating: A Child’s POV

This was sent to me by a friend:

okay…have you ever asked a kid between the ages of 5 and 10 whether they have a boyfriend/girlfriend? if not, try it some time (I have..it is as hilarious as this story!). i have done this with several of the kids i babysit for, and, most recently, my 8-and-a-half-year-old cousin. the conversation is always the same, and it goes something like this (spot on!):

me: ben, do you have a girlfriend?
ben: yup.
me: really? what’s her name?
ben: audrey.
me: how do you know her?
ben: she’s in my class.
me: that’s awesome. do you guys hang out a lot?
ben: nope. not at all.
me: what do you mean? you’ve never had a playdate with her before?
ben: nope.
me: but she’s your girlfriend?
ben: yup.
me: does she KNOW she’s your girlfriend?
ben: nope.
me: you’ve never…mentioned this to her?
ben: nope.
me: but she’s your girlfriend.
ben: yup.

wouldn’t that be great, if we could just pick someone and DECIDE, without their consent, that they were our significant other? i am fascinated by the world of elementary school children in which this is possible.

It so would! So, Bradley Cooper, heads up! We’re engaged!

Surprise! The announcement will be in The New York Times and People Magazine next week!

Waxing Philosophical

WARNING: Avert your eyes if the idea of waxing, hot wax, bikini lines, or anything of that nature is scarring to you. And note, in the clip below from Friends, I am sure the only reason Mon and Pheebs (yeah, I like to pretend like they are MY friends, got a problem with that?) are waxing their legs is because it is on network tv…and not HBO!

Singlitis: A disease I made up

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P. D. Ewwwwwwwww!

I would assume by now (although, as my father always says “assuming is making an ass of u and me.”) you all know what PDA is.

No, not this type of PDA! But looks like someone just got a text from that boy she met last night...


Public Displays of Affection. Although to this Single Gal, in my single state, it feels more like Public Displays of “you are alone and we are not!” I can deal with the far to happy couple walking by me on a Saturday afternoon, the weird couple that chooses to sit on the same side of the table so we all have to look at their “love” and I can even deal with seeing annoying facebook pictures on my wall of you and your boyfriend that I have never met, girl from summer camp 12 years ago that I haven’t seen in 11 years. Continue reading