So I am on “vacation”…well not totally. I am visiting family in Detroit, and my grandmother’s old condo flooded. So we have spent the day cleaning…well once again, that is a bit of a stretch. I have really spent the day going through photos, and scrapbooks, and whatnot. And in doing so I came across this clip from the scrapbook my grandmother kept while my grandfather was away in the war:
So I’m sure you have noticed that I haven’t posted in a while. Well, I have been recovering from surgery…I’m fine. Just not leading the swinging single life as I’m used to. And I can promise you that all of these tv shows that promise you McDreamy, McSteamy, McHot Male Nurse, and McGeorge Clooney before he became uber famous, are a big fat lie. I did not fall in love with any doctors, nurses, orderlies, lab techs, other patients, etc. It was very unromantic as surgeries go…and I guess normal.
I don't recall anyone that looked like that...even under anesthetics!
But something that happens after you go through surgery and feeling shitty, is that you want a change. Something that you can actually see. And feel good about. In my case, I decided a drastic haircut was in order. Now, I am sure many of you think of the same thing as I do when you hear “drastic haircut.” Continue reading
Thanks, Maleminded!
…so I guess no guys have really liked me? Womp, womp..
But for real, take a look at this HILARIOUS tumblr, Male Minded. The author is an 18 year guy, who some how knows more about women that most so called “men” that I know.
So having what I hope you all (when I say all, I mean the three of you that read this…one of you being my sister I presume?) consider to be a humorous blog about my “sad single life,” I do joke around a lot about being sad and lonely. One thing that I do oftentimes take for granted even though I AM sad and lonely, is that no one is prohibiting me by law from being with the person I want to be with or saying hurtful things to me, or in any way protesting my ability to be with someone. (N.B. no one is actually rushing to be with me, so there is also that…maybe there would be protests, who knows?). Continue reading
THE SAD ADVENTURES OF A SINGLE GAL 