tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-177619832024-03-14T05:21:09.760-05:00Big Girl UnderoosSometimes a girl's gotta put on her big girl underoos & deal with it.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.comBlogger856125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-73876193008012282232019-08-27T09:34:00.000-05:002019-08-27T09:34:59.216-05:00Everything old is new again...It's been 10 years since last I posted here. Ten. Years. I guess it is true that things on the internet never disappear. I'm honestly shocked I was able to log in.<br />
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A quick update: Friendster Guy and I split up, amicably, 2 years ago. Since then I've dated 3 gentlemen, the most recent of which lasted a year but once again, ended. Amicably. I'm excellent at breakups apparently.<br />
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I have just reentered the world of on-line dating and was thinking how I used to chronicle my exploits here. A lot of things have changed in the interim - texting, Facebook being open to all, the ubiquity of camera phones, a new generation of dating sites/apps. But, a lot of things haven't. Men are still...men.<br />
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The technology may have changed, but the people behind the scenes are still the same. The main difference is that I'm now 15 years older. Maybe, just maybe, I'm also wiser. And maybe, if I cross my fingers really hard, so are the gentlemen I end up meeting. Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-91913129343961765652009-11-03T16:18:00.003-05:002009-11-03T16:34:22.285-05:00Gone by the wayside<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVEqYvFvFGOlqHk2jtJdMUfUNw62rnZJYiuniyEtmXgKRIaeFrifheSZN93X1ho1BMNSD9HTkDkc4cMi8znmHdEdHg72e5zjTdBVczh6mtSQsnrZ2x-7ugliSYywd1eMZHOTzHfQ/s1600-h/Closed.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVEqYvFvFGOlqHk2jtJdMUfUNw62rnZJYiuniyEtmXgKRIaeFrifheSZN93X1ho1BMNSD9HTkDkc4cMi8znmHdEdHg72e5zjTdBVczh6mtSQsnrZ2x-7ugliSYywd1eMZHOTzHfQ/s320/Closed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399991961115216322" /></a><br />I have no idea if anyone is reading this anymore. If you have been loyally checking back now and again I applaud you. <div><br /></div><div>At one point this blog was a therapeutic outlet for me. I'm glad to have a chronicle of my experiences during this time of my life. Now, however, instead of a creative outlet it's more of a nagging reminder that I should be posting and this girl does not need one more thing on her "To Do" list.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'd love for you to explore the archives if you so chose. If you have already done so, here's a brief update:</div><div><br /></div><div>Friendster Guy and I are still together and co-habitating. We are in domestic, but still unwedded, bliss (that status could be a post or two in and of itself, but, as I've just said, I'm done with that.) We're so domesticated we're in the market for granite countertops. We also just returned from an Aussie/New Zealand vacation and if 8 days in a tiny RV won't solidify (or destroy) a relationship nothing will. We're stronger then ever. </div><div><br /></div><div>So, they lived happily ever after. If that changes, I'll let you know. </div>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-35706441815465006442009-02-27T23:28:00.002-05:002009-02-27T23:36:11.910-05:00I'll offer you $3,701I heard something on NPR the other night that made me literally gasp out loud and say "holy shit!"<br /><br />The commentator was talking about how much money GM has lost in the last year and said, "Put it this way, GM has essentially lost $3,700 on every single car of the millions they sold last year."<br /><br />That's just staggering.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-13852757043508071782008-12-29T20:54:00.003-05:002008-12-29T20:56:29.218-05:00Try this...Say "Irish Wristwatch"<br /><br />Just once.<br /><br />Three times is freakin' impossible.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-71995259277840956072008-12-28T14:45:00.002-05:002008-12-28T15:02:32.863-05:00New Year's ResolutionsI like New Year's Resolutions.<br /><br />Not only that, but I like creating<span style="font-style: italic;"> themes</span> for my resolutions.<br /><br />In 2007 it was "<a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/12/theme-for-2007.html">Git 'er done!</a>" and in 2008 it was "<a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2007/12/use-it-or-lose-it.html">Use it or lose it!</a>" (and <a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2007/12/addendum-to-resolutions.html">addendum</a>). I like blogging about them too because I can look back and both remind myself what the heck I wanted to accomplish and also see what I have accomplished. Looking back right now, I completed 5 of the 9 things in 2007. As for 2008, well, I did manage to get a massage every 6 to 8 weeks. That's gotta count for something!<br /><br />This year's theme is...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">2009: Sassy's Time to Shine!<br /></span></div><br />It rhymes! And it's all about me! Whoo hoo!<br /><br />Here, in no particular order, are the things I would like to accomplish in the next 12 months.<br /><ol><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Start a storefront</span> at <a href="http://www.etsy.com/">Etsy.com</a></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Figure out how to create and write an eBook. </span>I've got a couple ideas rattling around in my head. Something about fitness or organizing. It's TBD, I've got 12 months to figure it out. The hard part is figuring out how to do it.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Write an article</span> for the personal training industry website I have to read an article from (and take a quiz on) every month. </li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Start an IRA. </span>Ok, so this has technically already been done but the first withdrawal doesn't happen until January 12th so I'm counting it.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Go to Australia and New Zealand!</span> I have tentative plans to travel there in August.<br /></li></ol>There you have it - one down, four to go!<br /><br />What are you doing in 2009?Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-87697950205856572712008-12-04T09:59:00.003-05:002008-12-04T10:06:23.899-05:00My own personal chick flickSassy Pants to Friendster Guy: "If you need me I'll be upstairs."<br /><br />FG: "OK"<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">5 minutes pass... </span><br /><br />FG tromps up the stairs and into the office and says, "I need you."<br /><br />Sassy: "You do?"<br /><br />FG: "Yup." He then gives Sassy Pants a big hug and kiss and tromps back down the stairs.<br /><br /><br />That man's a freakin' keeper.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-3237493846206166922008-12-04T09:28:00.004-05:002008-12-04T09:59:29.564-05:00Putting my money where my mouth is.As I mentioned <a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-first-day-of-christmas.html">a few posts ago</a>, I am disturbed by all the commercialism that is the holiday season.<br /><br />Since I vowed to abide by at least 6 of the 7 virtues (chastity, temperance, charity, diligence, patience, kindness, and humility) I had better get cracking.<br /><br />For my first act I will be investing in humanity, not Wall Street, by donating to <a href="http://www.kiva.org/">Kiva.org</a> (see the ad in my side bar). Essentially, you loan $25 or more to an individual or organization to start or grow a business. Once that loan is repaid you can reinvest the money in someone else. It's the gift of giving that keeps on giving!<br /><br />I also plan to give a $25 gift certificate to my 6 year old niece for Christmas and help her choose someone to help. She can follow their story via journal entries and track their progress. How cool is that?Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-35682833363888663252008-12-04T09:24:00.004-05:002008-12-04T09:27:50.242-05:00Bravo!Hilarious! Star Studded! And right on the money. You go Hollywood stars!<br /><br /><object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="40" height="325"><param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="key=c0cf508ff8"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><embed flashvars="key=c0cf508ff8" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="325"></embed></object><div style="text-align: center; width: 464px;">See more <a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/jackblack">Jack Black</a> videos at Funny or Die</div>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-16103093232168567502008-11-29T15:21:00.002-05:002008-11-29T15:49:01.265-05:00On the first day of Christmas...The fact that a <a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/11/28/national/main4637170.shtml?source=mostpop_story">Walmart worker was trampled TO DEATH by people rushing to shop </a> on black Friday makes me absolutely nauseous.<br /><br />It makes me want to boycott Christmas. I had already boycotted store bought gifts this year and plan to give things I've made myself. This just solidifies my choice.<br /><br />I'm not naive. I know Christmas is a capitalistic holiday but I didn't realize just how much the 12 days of Christmas are about the 7 deadly sins. The greed, gluttony, wrath, envy, pride, lust (originally defined as extravagance), and even sloth (indifference) exemplified by this incident is too much to even comprehend.<br /><br />Happily, each of the seven deadly sins has an opposite virtue<b>.</b> I'd like to bring more of them into my holiday season. They are chastity*, temperance, charity, diligence, patience, kindness, and humility. I'm going to start by not shopping, or when I do (for things I need like food), also buying something to give to those less fortunate (such as food for a food pantry).<br /><br />Happy holidays.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />*Ok, maybe not chastity. </span>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-75904908374385497862008-11-22T10:15:00.003-05:002008-11-22T10:20:18.271-05:00Slacker continuedBetween the fact that I don't sit at a computer all day anymore and when I do I'm updating my FaceBook status and occasionally writing posts on a professional website/blog I created for my clients I never get around to hanging out here on this here blog. Also, my life nowadays is pretty boring. I've gone through my divorce and subsequent dating frenzy and ended up on the other side as a homebody. I don't have a lot to write about at the moment.<br /><br />I'm not giving up on Big Girl Underoos though. Maybe my 2009 resolutions will include a resurgence of posting.<br /><br />We shall see.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-4792966268622542662008-11-05T12:10:00.002-05:002008-11-05T12:12:43.181-05:00The Morning AfterAnybody else having a democracy hangover?<br /><br />Luckily, mine comes with a positive result. I'd hate to be a Republican today. Nothing goes with a hangover quite like a side of disappointment.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-4603024876276763612008-11-03T20:05:00.000-05:002008-11-03T20:06:20.228-05:00Hey!<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" >VOTE!<br /><br /></span>Just wanted to remind you.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-36242349067864869882008-10-21T16:25:00.002-05:002008-10-21T16:28:44.557-05:00Whoa. We really are in trouble...Check out this video. You'll be shocked (shocked I tell you!) by who "people on the street" are saying will bring real change to Washington. Seriously. <br /><br /><!-- AARP Vote 08 Widget --><div style="font-family: tahoma, arial; font-size: 12px; color: #0068B7;"><table width="320" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border: 2px solid #EE2D24;"><tr><td style="padding: 8px;" align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 25px;">AARP 08 Video</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td style="padding: 0px 10px 0px 10px;" align="center" valign="top"><img src="http://aarpvote08.org/screenshot.jpg" width="285" height="238" border="0" style="border: 1px solid #B7BABC;"></td></tr><tr><td style="padding-bottom: 5px;"><form action="http://aarpvote08.org/encode.php" method="POST"><table width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" align="center"><tr><td colspan="2">Enter your name to see who can bring real change to Washington.</td></tr><tr><td style="padding-left: 15px;">First Name:</td><td><input type="text" size="24" name="fname"></td></tr><tr><td style="padding-left: 15px;">Last Name:</td><td><input type="text" size="24" name="lname"></td></tr><tr><td align="center" colspan="2"><input type="submit" name="submit" value="See Video Announcement"></td></tr></table></form></td></tr></table></div>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-28279405566219316572008-10-21T16:11:00.002-05:002008-10-21T16:18:06.265-05:00Best Slogan Ever!From an ad I heard on the radio for <a href="http://www.plannedparenthood.org/">Planned Parenthood</a>:<br /><br />"Don't do it without us!"<br /><br />'Nuf said.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-2331566337149477882008-10-10T15:59:00.003-05:002008-10-10T16:06:36.666-05:00Yes, I am still alive.But I would like to talk about the undead for a second.<br /><br />The other day Friendster Guy looked me deep in the eyes and said:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ifyouwereazombie.com/zombie-cards.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUlPqRcT1Y70dujbNj3p95r8DGDlyeuIrb_YOAWYkuBwX7zuAMpwV0N8MCkvxcvwbV_nJYR-h6b1e8Xx8xInbGvLWc38aTQTx3dyzTwIn0pjXLR2DHzm2qrWabc63DLTDt4Of0Wg/s320/zombie_sad1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255633735229658418" border="0" /></a><br />So ridiculous. Yet probably the most romantic thing I've ever heard.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-38999767872020632442008-09-23T15:39:00.002-05:002008-09-23T15:44:07.698-05:00Hear Ye! Hear Ye!Dear men voting for McCain,<br /><br />Just so you know, if McCain and Palin make it to the White House women of the United States will be abstaining from sex for the next four to eight years. Birth control fails, and, since you support it being taught in schools so much, abstinence is the only way to go.<br /><br />Thought you'd like to know.<br />Sassy<br /><br />-----------------------------<br /><br />Dear Women voting for McCain/Palin -<br /><br />Are you f%^$ing crazy?<br /><br />SassySassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-47667539888386560022008-09-23T15:37:00.000-05:002008-09-23T15:38:30.905-05:00I'm going to hell......but I'm going to be one of the first in line to see this.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qB8fPJ6zds8&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qB8fPJ6zds8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-53619555158754438332008-09-18T13:21:00.002-05:002008-09-18T13:32:06.087-05:00Anxious?You ever have one of those days where you're anxious for no apparent reason? It feels like you had too much caffeine or sugar but you didn't have any?<br /><br />That's me all day today.<br /><br />I'm guessing it's coming from a big presentation/performance thing I have going on this weekend wherein I have to rap. Yes. Rap. Like <a href="http://www.lesmills.com/northeast/en/members/bodyjam/wax-lyrical-competition.aspx">this</a>. Have I mentioned I'm a white girl from New Hampshire? I can't seem to control my nerves as much as I'd like to and it's annoying me. I really don't need to have butterflies 48 hours in advance. I'd be happy with just a couple hours of pre-performance freak out thank you very much.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-58787837215735203002008-09-14T08:31:00.004-05:002008-09-14T08:43:11.747-05:00Just call me Carrots<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWirXWfmviXNLdt0IB3vKTthyphenhyphenEPDov5mCL5jnn9h9iFZ68E7dHJfG9ajzUXX53dD32onBKXU_8qva1PASof53EYWfB88mxUG9rTaBZpAezfqkfIzD4rO5939ixqd1cBxwtlJufA/s1600-h/anne+of+green+gables.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWirXWfmviXNLdt0IB3vKTthyphenhyphenEPDov5mCL5jnn9h9iFZ68E7dHJfG9ajzUXX53dD32onBKXU_8qva1PASof53EYWfB88mxUG9rTaBZpAezfqkfIzD4rO5939ixqd1cBxwtlJufA/s320/anne+of+green+gables.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245869783393863682" border="0" /></a><br />I was told yesterday that I look like Megan Follows, the woman who played Anne in the PBS series <span style="font-style: italic;">Anne of Green Gables</span>. I don't really see it; however, since I longed (who am I kidding, <span style="font-style: italic;">long</span>) to be Anne and have Gilbert Blythe fall in love with me I'm going to take it in the flattering manner in which it was intended. Puff sleeves and all.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-91393746510254610862008-09-05T20:15:00.003-05:002008-09-05T20:24:24.373-05:00Literature or Decor?I stole this verbatim from Joolya at <a href="http://joolya.blogspot.com/">Naked Under My Lab Coat</a>.<br /><br />"What we have here is the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing’s users. As in, they sit on the shelf to make you look smart or well-rounded. Bold the ones you've read, put in blue the ones you read for school, italicize the ones you started but didn't finish."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell</span><br />Anna Karenina<br />Crime and Punishment<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Catch-22</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">One Hundred Years of Solitude</span><br />Wuthering Heights<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The Silmarillion</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Life of Pi : a novel</span><br />The Name of the Rose<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Don Quixote</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Moby Dick</span><br />Ulysses<br />Madame Bovary<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The Odyssey</span><br />Pride and Prejudice<br />Jane Eyre<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The Tale of Two Cities</span><br />The Brothers Karamazov<br />Guns, Germs, and Steel: the fates of human societies<br />War and Peace<br />Vanity Fair<br />The Time Traveler’s Wife<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The Iliad</span><br />Emma<br />The Blind Assassin<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Kite Runner</span><br />Mrs. Dalloway<br />Great Expectations<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">American Gods</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius</span><br />Atlas Shrugged<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Reading Lolita in Tehran : a memoir in books</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Memoirs of a Geisha</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Middlesex</span><br />Quicksilver<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wicked : the life and times of the wicked witch of the West</span><br />The Canterbury Tales<br />The Historian : a novel<br />A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man<br />Love in the Time of Cholera<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Brave New World</span><br />The Fountainhead<br />Foucault’s Pendulum<br />Middlemarch<br />Frankenstein<br />The Count of Monte Cristo<br />Dracula<br />A Clockwork Orange<br />Anansi Boys<br />The Once and Future King<br />The Grapes of Wrath<br />The Poisonwood Bible<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1984</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Angels & Demons</span><br />The Inferno (and Purgatory and Paradise)<br />The Satanic Verses<br />Sense and Sensibility<br />The Picture of Dorian Gray<br />Mansfield Park<br />One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest<br />To the Lighthouse<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Tess of the D’Urbervilles</span><br />Oliver Twist<br />Gulliver’s Travels<br />Les Misérables<br />The Corrections<br />The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dune</span><br />The Prince<br />The Sound and the Fury<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Angela’s Ashes : a memoir</span><br />The God of Small Things<br />A People’s History of the United States : 1492-present<br />Cryptonomicon<br />Neverwhere<br />A Confederacy of Dunces<br />A Short History of Nearly Everything<br />Dubliners<br />The Unbearable Lightness of Being<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Beloved</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Slaughterhouse-five</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The Scarlet Letter</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Eats, Shoots & Leaves</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Mists of Avalon</span><br />Oryx and Crake : a novel<br />Collapse : how societies choose to fail or succeed<br />Cloud Atlas<br />The Confusion<br />Lolita<br />Persuasion<br />Northanger Abbey<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Catcher in the Rye</span><br />On the Road<br />The Hunchback of Notre Dame<br />Freakonomics : a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything<br />Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance : an inquiry into values<br />The Aeneid<br />Watership Down<br />Gravity’s Rainbow<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Hobbit</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">In Cold Blood : a true account of a multiple murder and its consequences</span><br />White Teeth<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Treasure Island</span><br />David Copperfield<br />The Three Musketeers<br /><br /><br />I may have missed a couple since I can't remember if I read them or saw the movie or both. Especially all the Emma, Pride and Prejudice, etc...Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-8767693690507788782008-09-05T19:46:00.003-05:002008-09-05T20:12:01.386-05:00'Scuse me, your mysogeny is showing.I'm not going to vote for Sarah Palin.<br /><br />However.<br /><br />I think it's bullshit when people comment that she shouldn't be running because she's got 5 kids and a lot on her plate (granddaughter on the way, a 5 month old with Down Syndrome). If someone said that about a man, well, I just don't know what I'd do because it <span style="font-style: italic;">wouldn't</span> be said about a man. In fact, Obama got the opposite kind of flack for going on vacation and spending time with his daughters*.<br /><br />Kids, can you say double standard?<br /><br />Would I want her life? No.<br />Do I want her to win? No.<br />But do I think she has a right to run for political office? Absolutely.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*<a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/printedition/asection/la-na-campaign7-2008aug07,0,3244814.story">A spokesman for McCain</a> painted the Hawaii trip as an indulgence. "Americans are facing sky-high gas prices, and instead of Barack Obama taking the initiative to call his allies in Congress back from vacation to carve out real energy relief, he's joining them at the beach," Tucker Bounds said.</span>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-78473489341341879612008-09-05T13:00:00.003-05:002008-09-05T15:24:56.236-05:00Something I ate?I've been having the weirdest dreams lately. Last week I dreamed my niece went into a mine (or something like that) where bad (paranormal?) things had happened to kids over decades but instead of bad things happening to her she ended up being the "chosen one" and when she came out she brought all the other kids out with her. They were still the age they were when they went in and they were wearing their outfits from whatever period they were from. Hoop skirts, suspenders, etc...<br /><br />Then, I had another dream where my Dad was morbidly obese. As in home bound. As in bring on the crane to get him out of bed. (I have to stop watching the Discovery Health channel.)<br /><br />Finally, last night, I dreamed that Friendster Guy joined the military and was heading for Iraq. Without telling me. Boy was I pissed.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-68607264138673040612008-08-30T12:00:00.005-05:002008-08-30T12:27:13.577-05:00Psychic or self-fulfilling prophesy?In the next few weeks I will be attending my 10 year college reunion. Coincidentally, I was recently going through some old files and found something I had to write for my Senior Honors Seminar way back in '98. If I remember correctly, the assignment was to write a parting message about what you expected you'd be doing in the future or what you saw as the future of your chosen profession, possibly to be read by your future self.<br /><br />As my future self, I read it and thought, "Holy crow! If I had really listened to what I was writing then, I might have gotten to this point sooner." If you've known me for a long time, or been reading this here blog, what do you think about my powers to predict the future? I think it's freaking eerie how well I already knew myself at 21. Hello? Quitting my PhD and getting divorced. Yeah, I already knew it was going to happen, just not consciously.<br /><br />Note: Everyone else wrote boring essays on the future of their field, like teaching or accounting. I took a different tact and I'm glad. Here it is in all it's glory (and not quite 100% on the beat):<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"When I grow up...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Five years from now I hope to be</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A professor with a PhD</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Or maybe I will change my mind</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and get a Masters of some kind</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'll still be married, that I hope</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But if I'm not I'm sure I'll cope.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'll have spent 5 years in Texas State</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I've heard it's nice, I hope it's great.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ten years from now inside my home</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Souvenirs from Paris, China, Rome</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'll have traveled near and traveled far</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(But hopefully in a better car!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">My house will be built by a lake</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">With acres of land I'll have to rake</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Two stories tall, a porch and garden</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with infrequent bills to get all marred in.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">When fifteen years from now have past </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I won't believe they've gone so fast. </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">My jobs have changed, I've written books</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">For children, teachers, even cooks.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'll own a store and sell my wares</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Like stain glass lamps, mosaics, chairs?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I now give lessons on how to make</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The things I sell and draw and bake.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">20 years have past, I'm forty-one</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">My life half over? Just begun!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I have no kids, but that's ok</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I didn't want them anyway. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I've taken classes, done some theater</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I couldn't feel much more completer : )</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">People know just who I am</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And better yet, I agree with them. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">The year 2048</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It's been some time since '98</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">S.U.'s a memory of the past</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I wished that I could make it last</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm still real close to those I met</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As are you I'm going to bet.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">They were the best years that I've had</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And that I went, I sure am glad!"</span><br /><br />See! Earlier this summer I found a quote from Frances Mayes in <span style="font-style: italic;">A Year In The World </span>(she also wrote <span style="font-style: italic;">Under the Tuscan Sun</span>). She wrote, "Only in looking back do you find those crumbs you dropped that marked your way forward." I agree, but I'd add that only in being mindful of your present do you keep moving and dropping those crumbs to be found.<br /><br />I wonder about all the thoughts currently in my head and how they will pan out in the next 10 years. Whatever happens, I'm looking forward to it.Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-61681371399987033472008-08-29T11:59:00.003-05:002008-08-29T12:22:24.623-05:00Joining in the collective surprise...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmaaQ39Ecuy-rTlcn4ZgDhZlutnbBTUzUBDia0mjBWL-zvRZya68X6mvOkusByyMiKjmtS6WfShxIp7eVD2PqB_PR1B5fzYueeEPEOJRjZM97NfP5KS3reS6wvyfVAypuCYjmDA/s1600-h/sarah+palin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmaaQ39Ecuy-rTlcn4ZgDhZlutnbBTUzUBDia0mjBWL-zvRZya68X6mvOkusByyMiKjmtS6WfShxIp7eVD2PqB_PR1B5fzYueeEPEOJRjZM97NfP5KS3reS6wvyfVAypuCYjmDA/s320/sarah+palin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239991041554418930" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...I feel I must comment on McCain's choice of <a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/08/29/palin.republican.vp.candidate/index.html">running mate</a>.<br /><br />Wow. Didn't see that coming. (Not that I was really paying attention to that side too much.)<br /><br />It's nice that the McCain camp can't really say anything about Obama not being experienced now. I like that she's a woman with a fascinating life but the fact that she is "a strong defender of traditional family values, with an unquestioned commitment to protect life." negates any possibility that I'd switch my vote to Republican.<br /><br />If it does anything, McCain's selection of Governor Palin makes me stop and think for a second. Not question my vote for Obama, but think and ponder politics. If he'd picked another middle aged white guy I wouldn't have even batted an eyelash. Now, no matter what, this election is an historic one. I'm glad I get to participate.<br /><br />Side note: I see Tina Fey doing a lot of impersonations from now until the election.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRzvSjS0BvRxNBsGsroIbhlMr9ob09LXPzuaJ1jrXZ-Cv7qjV26TYu5yqQhkKOPJ9mTjxWe71MDcMBmyCKB7a91Rfk9UDs837lWIEnuPP-ibDXOQfsc0_yFCq_PHPtgrxHa1LIA/s1600-h/tina+fey.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdRzvSjS0BvRxNBsGsroIbhlMr9ob09LXPzuaJ1jrXZ-Cv7qjV26TYu5yqQhkKOPJ9mTjxWe71MDcMBmyCKB7a91Rfk9UDs837lWIEnuPP-ibDXOQfsc0_yFCq_PHPtgrxHa1LIA/s320/tina+fey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239990759012134626" border="0" /></a>Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17761983.post-45336243202677431322008-08-24T14:16:00.003-05:002008-08-24T14:59:36.540-05:00How to fall in love in 12 StepsI spent some time last week in my archives looking for good posts re: bad dates for <a href="http://iknowwhyyouresingle.blogspot.com/">Hypatia's</a> blog. What I discovered there was that I'm glad I didn't listen to myself about my first impressions of Friendster Guy, the man I now love and live with. Apparently, I was playing a modified game of "He loves me, he loves me not" called "I like him, I like him not."<br /><br />I love that I have this chronicle of our beginnings 3 years ago because I can see how very lucky/smart I was to keep trying to connect with him. And he with me. Go us!<br /><br />If you care, here are my thoughts on our relationship from it's inception to solidification or monogamization or whatever. (I've excerpted from longer posts linked to in the titles.) Reading it all the way through made me a little weepy actually.<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-girl-to-do.html">First Impression</a>:<br />"I know you’ve been waiting with baited breath to hear about my first two dates!!! The first was with Friendster Guy for lunch. He’s even cuter in person than in his picture. He has beautiful gray eyes. He’s also very nice and sweet. I was really unsure of myself with him. But I don’t think it’s a match. I think we could definitely be friends but he’d have to grow on me to be more than that. Unfortunately, he is way too similar to my STBX [Soon To Be X Husband]. 1) Same name 2) grew up in NJ 3) only child 4) raised catholic. The more he told me about himself the more I wanted to start laughing at the irony. He explained at one point that if he lapsed into silence I should try not to feel uncomfortable, he was just quiet. Here I was, eating with someone I met at complete random on the internet and he was my STBX’s doppelganger. I think I need to email him and say I had a good time but I want to be just friends. I can use the completely valid excuse of him being the first person I met after the divorce. In fact, my divorce came up in conversation and I came totally clean about the timing and I even told him about his similarities to STBX. I told him if he wanted to run screaming from the room he could. He didn’t. He was very nice about the whole thing. I think he took it upon himself to make this transition as easy as possible for me. He mentioned that our date was a training date. Gosh he’s a nice guy. I think I already know what friend I'll set him up with."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2005/12/coffee-is-over-rated.html">Second Impression:</a><br />"In other news, because my life just seems to be one big ball of craziness, I left the mildly dull date and ran into Friendster #1 at Walmart. Why did I decide we weren’t a match? He’s really cute, and personable, and intelligent, and funny. I think I might need to give him a second chance. Do something as friends. There was much more of a spark there than there has been with these other guys. I’ll keep emailing him as friends and see what happens. I think I decided that because he was my very first post-divorce date that I shouldn’t go there. I’ve also already sort of passed him on to a friend of mine (I gave him her email address). Maybe she can’t have him (Sorry H if you’re reading this ; ) ) Hmmm…"<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-holidays-and-all-that.html">Third Impression:</a><br />"Friendster Guy and I have been emailing each other. I told him about the <a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2005/12/wacky-tacky-weed.html">pot incident</a> and he agreed on the lameness. He's going to make a nice friend."<br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/shameless-but-blameless.html"><br />Fourth Impression:</a><br />"I just got home from a date with Friendster Guy. He really is a sweetheart. A foot taller than me but very cute and less quiet than he was on our first date. We had Indian Food and then we went to a bookstore and wandered around while drinking coffee. It was very relaxed and we'd both like to get together again. We had a nice conversation about our experiences with Match.com and the people we are also currently dating. It makes me feel less sleazy and underhanded to know he knows I'm seeing other people. And it's good to know he is as well. Takes the pressure off of me a little."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/chemistry-101.html">Fifth Impression:</a><br />"You can't fake chemistry.<br /><br />Even if you really, <em>really</em> want to. If you are waiting for someone to grow on you, that's a sure sign that there is chemistry missing. If, hypothetically, your first kiss with someone you've gone on 5 dates with turns into a 2 hour make-out session with partial nudity (hypothetically!), and even though you're enjoying yourself, you still don't feel that spark ("you" being someone else entirely. Not me. Definitely not me.), that's a bad sign.<br /><br />I would give that person the following advice: Stop the relationship before it goes even further.<br /><br />But then they'd say, "but he's nice, handsome, sweet, intelligent".<br /><br />And I'd reply, "So? If you aren't feeling that spark, find it with someone else who is nice, handsome, sweet, and intelligent."<br /><br />"But!"<br /><br />"No buts! You're looking for a connection young lady. Not someone who's nice enough to hang out with. If you're forcing yourself to feel something it means you aren't feeling anything. Piss or get off the pot."<br /><br />"But I don't want to hurt him."<br /><br />"Oh please! You aren't in a committed relationship. Stop it before you'd feel even worse if you 'broke up'. You've met a nice guy who can now be a nice friend you happen to have seen naked. End of story."<br /><br />Damn it, I hate when I'm right."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-of-sassy-pants.html">Sixth Impression:</a><br />"My first act since declaring it the year of me was to follow my own advice, and email Friendster Guy about our relationship or lack thereof. Granted, I wasn't 100% honest with him - i.e. I didn't say "Hey. We have no chemistry. It was nice meeting you." I don't know if that would have been the 100% honest thing to say anyway. The thing is, on the one hand I don't think the relationship is going anywhere. On the other hand, we could just be communicating on different levels and I am just not tuned in to the chemistry. Yes, yes, I know I am second guessing myself. How can you not be tuned in to the chemistry you ask? Isn't that just the point? Doesn't chemistry find you? Yes. But then again if he thinks he's giving off "you're hot" vibes and you just aren't hearing them, what happens when he gives you the decoder ring and you hear the vibes loud and clear? All you need is a way to decode what he's been saying all along and you're good to go. I wanted to give him a chance to give me the code. So I emailed him about it.<br /><br />Here's an except: ( I mentioned that he was hard to read. He has already admitted this is true. I am explaining that there were certain things about my X that drove us apart. Being hard to read was one of them.)<br /><br /><em>My X was very hard to read as well. I had no idea if he was enjoying my company or not (so far I can tell you are, although it's subtle) and his most obvious expression was annoyance, usually at something I was doing. You can imagine how painful that would be. I got very little information from him as to how he felt about me. The main feeling I got was ambivalence. And even disinterest. For the last two years I was married to a person who did not seem at all attracted to me. To the point where I seriously thought (and even hoped) that he was gay. Seriously. To be in a relationship where you constantly wonder (and in your heart know) someone is not attracted to you is very, very difficult. I may be more scarred from that than I realize. I don't want to say I'm needy because that wouldn't be true but I do have a high need to know where I stand. I don't want to guess if someone is or is not attracted to me. Obviously you and I cleared that up a little recently. : )<br /><br />Where does this leave us? I'm not exactly sure. I have no idea what your expectations are and I'm entering the very new territory of the dating world so I don't know the etiquette. I am dating other people. I know your Match profile is still up. Sometimes I just shake my head and say what the hell am I doing? I'm not sure if I actually want an answer to that question. I'm interested to hear from you and get your side of the story and your take on our situation. I get a sense that the woman you were with before hurt you. That I could read.<br /><br />I'm sorry to have opened up the proverbial fire hose on you. But 2006 is my year of honesty. And also the year of me. Every one of the other 28 years was about me thinking about someone else. I'm not going to stop that but I'm putting myself first.</em><br /><br />Very sweetly he emailed me back saying he's trying to compose a response but in the meantime wanted to let me know he was not upset with me. How great is that? You know how I feel about email and the way it makes you crazy in the head when someone deosn't reply. How cool that he intuited that."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/cracking-code.html">Seventh Impression:</a><br />"After my email, Friendster Guy really took the time to let me know at least some of what he was feeling in our situation and he's growing on me again. Slowly and persistently, like a fungus, but growing none-the-less. I think part of the missing chemistry had to do with our very early decision after our first date to just be friends. He took it to heart. I had loosened up on that restriction but hadn't let him know. So, when we were out he wasn't being all that flirty. And I am receptive to flirting. Since we hadn't done any flirting foreplay I didn't think there was chemistry. We need some more time to go out when both of us are thinking we're dating and see how it goes. I bet it goes well."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/mycology.html">Eighth Impression:</a><br />"A Phone Conversation:<br /><br />Me: "In the spirit of full disclosure, I should let you know I am signed up to auction myself off at a batchelor/batchelorette auction next month."<br /><br />Friendster Guy: "How much does a single girl go for these days? Will I have to bring my checkbook?"<br /><br />Right thing to say Friendster Guy. Right thing to say."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-celebrity-love-match.html">Ninth Impression</a>:<br />"The results of <a href="http://quiz.ivillage.com/love/tests/celebmatch.htm">this test</a> were dead on. John Cusack and I are already secretly involved so there was no surprise there. But please keep that on the down low. We like to keep that under wraps.<br /><p><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">My celebrity love match is</span> - The Boy Next Door: Matt Damon<br /></p><blockquote><br />When it comes to love, you're looking for a man with "white picket fence" potential: the guy who will compliment your mom, helps clean the dishes and could melt the polar ice caps with his smile. He's not always perfect and can be a tad too predictable at times, but you'll love the fact that he's got a dependable job, coaches Little League on the weekends and still finds time to let you know how much he loves you. He's more "apple pie" than "devil's food cake" -- but that means the last thing he'll want to do is break your heart.<br /><br />Other matches: Usher, Zach Braff, John Cusack, Michael J. Fox, Denzel Washington<br /></blockquote><br />I'm definitely getting a crush on Friendster Guy because as I read the description above I'm finding myself annoyingly happy that he fits the bill. All of a sudden a switch has gone off somewhere in my brain where I now want to use the word "we" in a sentence involving him. And <em>not </em>in the sentence "We decided to just be friends.""<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/title-of-movie-about-my-life-would-be.html">Tenth Impression</a>:<br />"In reponse to Jen M's <a href="comment.g?blogID=17761983&postID=113810677839835524">comment</a>, Friendster Guy is pretty much perfect. The jury is still out as to whether he is perfect for me. I can wish for one verdict but sometimes that's not enough, or not the right one in the long run.<br /><br />If my life were a movie (and why shouldn't it be?) this would be the part where the audience yells at me for being an idiot for letting a good guy go. Don't worry, so far he's still around. We're making plans for Friday night that hopefully will involve a lot of talking. No couches. He's so quiet I don't feel like I know him yet and I want to give him every opportunity to surprise me into sparks.<br /><br />I have a fear that I need to be aware of and counteract. My fear is that because Friendster Guy shares many similarities with my X I am making assumptions about ways he might respond to certain situations. That's not really fair. For instance, there is a semi-formal I am planning on attending next month. If Friendster Guy is like my X, he will not enjoy himself and I will feel like I'm forcing him to be there. However, he could, and probably would, surprise me and be all for dancing the night away with drunken graduate students he doesn't know. At the same time, I'd rather not have to "test" him to figure this out. I just want to have a good time. I want to go with someone who I know I won't have to babysit (I did a lot of cajoling and compromising with my X to get him to go to things with me. Even though he ended up having a good time it wasn't fun having to practically grovel each time I wanted him to join me at an event). I think it would be more fun to go with High School Guy now that we have established boundaries as friends. He's social, funny, and can work a crowd. Plus, if I go with a friend I can flirt with people at the dance and my date won't care.<br /><br />The fact that I want to flirt with other guys at the dance seems to indicate that I am either not ready for a relationship or not ready for a relationship with my current options. I think the latter is true.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">SassyPants' prediction for 2006</span> (it may not be smart but it's probably true): Here's what I predict is going to happen. I am going to give Friendster Guy the old college try. I'm going to drive myself crazy wondering why it just isn't working with such a great guy. I'm going to get in deeper than I wanted to. I am going to wonder why the hell I didn't nip this in the bud when I first saw the <a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/chemistry-101.html">no chemistry</a> signs. You are going to get to watch me spiral into stupidity and doubt."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/x-factor.html">Eleventh Impression:</a><br />"Friendster Guy being at least superficially like my X is turning out to be a good thing. For one, he keeps surprising me by not being like my X. A pleasant surprise now and again does a body good. You know what else does a body good? Well, something else I choose not to talk about directly on this blog that's what.<br /><br />Anyway...<br /><br />Another reason the similarities he has with my X (and my <a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/01/title-of-movie-about-my-life-would-be.html">fears</a> around that) are good is I am forced to take note of how I react to things he does or things I think he will do. With some other guy completely unlike my X I'd still have the same fears but I might not address them directly or even recognize the way they make me react. For instance, I am slightly nervous, or at least shy, to ask Friendster Guy to dinner with some friends of mine. As mentioned previously, my X was not really social and made me jump through hoops to get him to go anywhere with me. I find myself making assumptions that Friendster Guy will not want to go. However, because I am aware of his similarities to X and am trying to counteract my potential reaction to them, I am working against those assumptions. Does any of that make sense?<br /><br />Let's see if I can make it simpler -<br />Acknowledging you have a problem is the first step in any 12 Step Program. With a guy dissimilar to my X, I might not realize I have a problem (i.e. all the neurotic crazy things floating in my head as a result of my last relationship). But with Friendster Guy they pop right to the surface and I must face them.<br /><br />I might have to share this with Friendster Guy so he can be aware of why I might do some of the things I do."<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-not-saying-i-have-boyfriend-but.html">Twelfth Impression</a>:<br />"...the closest thing I have to a boyfriend at the moment, Friendster Guy, is taking me out this evening to the theater. <em>HMS Pinafore</em> by Gilbert & Sullivan as a matter of fact. Since I had no idea this show was happening in my area when he invited me I wonder how much thought he put into the date. Did he see the ad and think, G<em>ee, I'd really like to see a Gilbert and Sullivan production</em>? Or did he think, <em>Gee, Sassy Pants likes musicals, I wonder if she'd like to see a Gilbert and Sullivan production</em>? Either way, he gets bonus points because 1) it's a Gilbert and Sullivan production, and 2) he invited me. In fact, he invited me a week beforehand. Bonus points again for forethought. So far, my sister and a friend of mine have both given me <em>Seriously?</em> looks when I told them what I was going to this evening. I'm not sure if the look was a reaction to their disinterest in seeing a G&S show or their curiosity/disbelief as to why a guy would. I don't really care.<br /><br />I think it's great. It's nice to know he's cultured and even knows who Gilbert & Sullivan are, or at least what they do. I'm looking forward to it. I've even gotten all dolled up. I have on nylons and a dress people. This is not an everyday occurrence. Even though I have great legs (if I do say so myself) I choose to wear pants most of the time. I just can't be bothered with keeping a no run stock of hosiery. I go to the gym most every day, sometimes twice, and having to get in and out of nylons is a pain in the tookus. Plus, if truth be told, I'm not the most consistent shaver in the world. Luckily I am blessed with soft, fine hair so I can go a couple days and no one would even notice. Unfortunately this soft, fine hair is also all I have on my head so I'm stuck with very few hair cut options. Thank goodness I can pull off a pixie cut.<br /><br />Gotta run kids. Time for my date. : )"<br /><br /><a href="http://biggirlunderoos.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-playing-hookie.html">And Finally - </a><br />"I had a great conversation with Friendster Guy last night. I got over myself (and insecurity and fear of rejection) and finally told him about this blog (and some other stuff). His main reaction was surprise that he hadn't found it already, until I told him that it was anonymous. I told him some of the content, and how it started out as a journal of my life as a single girl and therefore chronicles the early days when we met. I said I'd be happy to let him read it but if he went into the archives he'd have to promise me he'd keep reading because otherwise he'd only get bits and pieces of my feelings right at that moment in time and that wouldn't be fair. He agreed and said he understood. He said he wasn't sure he wanted to read it because he didn't want to change the art of the thing. See, he totally gets it. He keeps surprising me that Friendster Guy.<br />I told him that what I write has already changed out of respect for him and our relationship. He laughed when I said he had a fan base and people rooting for him.<br /><br />I asked him to tell me if anything I wrote affected him in a negativeway. He seems to be a much more private person than I so he might not appreciate some of the things I've written. Or he could continue to surprise me and thinks it's all hilarious. It's a little bit of an experiment I must say. It's a risk I'm willing to take."Sassy Pantshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09539289125094990240noreply@blogger.com2