Girl You Rock!....NOT!

I am a Rocker at heart; I love everything about the scene. The hair, ripped jeans, tattooed rocker boys, the partying. Unfortunately the morning after sucks, how do Rock Stars do it? Do they just keep the party going hence the term ‘Party like a Rock Star’? My only indulgence was beer, but today I feel like I downed a bottle of tequila. My head hurts, I can’t focus, I’m craving poutine at 10 in the morning and I smell like last nights booze. Gee and I wonder why I am Single!

It always amazes me that you can go from feeling like a total Rock Goddess to pathetic Rock Star wanna be in a matter of hours. In the sober light of day it doesn’t seem like it was such a good idea to have a beer chugging contest with a 22 year old in mullet wig. (Queen B will blog about the finer details of our evening) I guess it could have been worse I usually end up having head banging contests with 22 year olds in which I have necks pains for a week. Also I did not end up with a drunk tattooed Rock Star wanna be in my bed ……..this time.

Once again I am saying I have to stop the Rock Star ways, but I realize next week is St.Paddy’s day, 30 seconds to Mars is coming to town and I have a wine tasting event to attend. Okay maybe I’ll stop in April.

Cheers!
Hopeful in TO

A modern day Cinderella Story…

This past weekend I had to attend an ‘Army Ball’. I was a blind date for my friend’s boyfriend's friend who did not want to attend this event alone. I can’t say I blame him since it did consist of all couples. I am not a “Ball” kind of gal I didn’t even own a dress so I had to buy one. I also got my hair done and I think I made quite a stunning companion, and I will admit it was nice to be girlie. Now since I am neither a ‘Girlie Girl’ nor do I like to dress up, you may be wondering why did she agree to go?

I agreed for a couple of reasons,

1) To get out of my comfort zone and expose myself to new things.
2) Hoping there would be some hot Army Dudes (seriously did you expect anything else)

My date was very nice and a perfect gentleman, there was no interest there so it made for a fun, relaxed evening. I will say this ‘The Ball’ was a mixed bag of nuts. Some really eccentric people were present, wearing everything from puffy shirts to over the top ball gowns. Then there was ‘Hef’ a handsome older gentleman with his paisley satin smoking jacket, and his HOT younger wife. Because it was an Army Ball I was expecting a sea of green instead; it was a sea of red jackets, kilts and plaid pants. Imagine, the fancy ball gowns, the kilts and 'Hef' thrown in the mix, hence why I say it was a mixed bag of nuts.

My illusion that ‘The Ball’ would be a sea of hot, buffed, single Army dudes was quickly shattered, ok I did not expect that but a girl can dream. However, to my surprise the table beside us had only men. One of these men happened to be quite handsome and without a wedding ring, dare a girl think her dreams can come true? He smiled at me, and stole some quick glances every now and again. Then I realized I am someone’s date how will ‘Prince Charming’ know that I am available. On the way to the bathroom I run into ‘Prince Charming’ he says “Hi” as he was heading outside. I noticed his friend say something to him, they look my way and ‘Prince Charming’ looks back but his smile has faded. He does return to the Ball but is now ignoring me; I am convinced he thinks I am taken. Men obviously have no clue about reading body language or he would have seen that there was nothing romantic going on between me and my date.

It is now after midnight and we are leaving ‘The Ball’, I take one last look at ‘Prince Charming’ feeling a little sad that again I may have missed an opportunity. I am tired of always wondering 'What If' so I tell my friend to hell with it I am going to give him my number. I wrote my number on a piece of paper, took a deep breath and walked up to ‘Prince Charming’ I told him I was not taken, in which he said that he thought that I was that is why he backed off. He seemed very happy to take my number, and told me he thought there was a connection. He gave me a kiss on the cheek, then like Cinderella I ran off into the night.

Will ‘Prince Charming’ call? I believe he will, do you?

Cheers!
Hopeful in TO

The power of the mattress?

Now I know people do crazy things to find love, and although I don’t consider myself clinical I am open to ideas. When my friend recommended that I write down all the qualities I want in my partner and place the note under my mattress I was game. I don’t know what you’re thinking but when I heard the note should be placed under my mattress, I was like “is some kind of osmosis supposed to take place?” Either way I did as I was told because it seemed reasonable at the time.

As we get older, we assume we know what qualities we’re looking for in the person we are going to be with. I always said I know the things I don’t want (not that all my experiences were bad, but I think it’s just easier identifying the things that you don’t like) but until this exercise I’m not exactly sure I knew what I wanted. Writing things down definitely helped me clearly see what qualities I find important in someone.

That note had been under my mattress for over a year and a half and in that time I did have an 8 month relationship which ended 7 months ago. Did my boyfriend have all the qualities I wrote down? No. Was my dating experience with him worth it? Yes. Do I think the note had anything to do with anything? No.

This weekend I was cleaning up my apartment and remembered the note under my mattress. The more I thought about the note the more it seemed odd that an intelligent, mature, reasonable women would need some ‘osmosis’ to work in getting the man of my dreams. Whatever came over me at that moment I decided the note needed to be removed and subsequently recycled.

You’re probably thinking did it really matter either way if the note stayed under the mattress or if it was removed? I don’t have a good explanation for you but what I do know is that later that day I went grocery shopping and the men, 3 to be exact, were coming out of nowhere to compliment and/or talk to me. Of course this could just be coincidence which is completely reasonable. But I’m not that reasonable I’m thinking that although I didn’t think about the note maybe somehow ‘osmosis’ was working but instead of it giving me the man of my dreams it was excluding men from my life because they weren’t meeting all the requirements in my note (the note was 4 pages front and back, thorough is an understatement).

Yes I know that you’re now questioning my sanity but I’m feeling a lot better that my options are open once again. It’s great to write down your wants and needs from a partner but most of the time what we say we want and what we get are quite different and that’s not a bad thing. Also isn’t getting to know someone part of the fun of dating, if everyone got exactly what they wanted wouldn’t it be a bit boring (or maybe that’s my Gemini self talking).

Queen B

Say Goodbye to Single Gal…

Say Goodbye to Single Gal…Okay before you get too excited ‘No” I have not found anyone YET! I am saying goodbye to my Single Gal pen name. I have been thinking I do not want to be labeled or branded a Single Gal. I believe I am sending out the connotation that I want to be single, that I am a Single Gal by choice. I do not want to be forever single, and I will meet my perfect match some day, so I am changing my label to “Hopeful in TO”.

We would also like to welcome ‘Queen B’ to the team. She will be sharing her insights and wisdom on surviving in the dating jungle.

Cheers!
Hopeful in TO

Hangover-free Booze...

Ladies it looks like there may be some salvation for those of us that make-out with random dudes when drunk, send drunken text messages or have blackouts and wake with a drunk, tattooed Rock Star wanna be in our beds.

(hmm this is bad why?)

There has been a study published in the journal Alcoholism: Clinical & Experimental Research the results of this study showed that dissolved oxygen concentrations in alcoholic drinks can accelerate the metabolism and elimination of alcohol. What this means Ladies is that we can drink like a man!!! One reason men have a higher alcohol tolerance than women is because they metabolize alcohol faster, it is leaving their system faster, having less time to stay in the body mean it takes longer to get to the drunk texting stage.

They say that the casino’s in Vegas pump oxygen into the air, so we can stay up longer to gamble and drink. If you’ve been to Vegas you know this is true, one New Year’s Eve in Vegas I was awake for 30 hours and had been drinking for about 15 of those hours. Never did I feel out of control, and I remember everything. I did however make-out with one Smokin Hot kick boxer, but alcohol had nothing to do with that, as they say “When in Vegas”…

I don’t know whether we will be seeing Oxygenated drinks anytime soon, so if you want the hangover-free experience I recommend taking a trip to Vegas and if you’re lucky you too will get to make-out with a Smokin Hot Kick Boxer!!

Cheers!
Single Gal

The Experiments....

Recently, Single Chick and I visited Seattle. To sum it up our trip was amazing! Seattle is beautiful, friendly and the men talk to you! In the 5 days that we were there we talked to so many men that by the end of the trip we were all talked out.

On this trip we learned:
1) Our Single status would change within a month if we lived in the US
2) We need to sit at the bar

We chatted with JJ the bartender at the Whiskey Bar, and he told us that since we are sitting at the bar it means we are open to conversation. If we had sat in a booth we would be sending out that message that we do not want to be bothered. Hmmm such simple logic, I have no idea why we never thought of this. We have always sat away from the bar, though we are putting ourselves out there we have been sending out the wrong message.

Or were the guys in Seattle talking to us because we were from another city? If we pretended to be tourist in our city would the same thing happen? Or is there something to JJ’s bar theory?

We have decided that in the next month we will:

1) Hit the pub scene after work one Friday and sit at the bar, will someone chat with us?
2) Go to the bar and pretend we are tourist?

I hate to be pessimistic because it is not usually my way but I think as tourist we will be a big hit.

What do you think?

Cheers!
Single Gal

Online Dating...WTF?

Well it is not 1.5 months later on eHarmony and there is still no improvement in my dating life. Online dating seems to be an outlet for the socially challenged or the over the top romantic ( A.K.A The Cheese Ball).

For the socially challenged, eHarmony is great because you have to communicate by sending sets of questions to the woman of interest. It gives these poor socially challenged males security. They can communicate with numerous women and never have it go anywhere. Yet at the same time it fills their delusions that they are out there socializing and are actually quite the stud because they have been chatting with 3 potential matches.

Then there is the guy that puts down that “creating romance in a relationship” is one of his best life skills!? What the hell does that mean, seriously is that to impress the ladies? If that is your greatest life skill, then why are you single? It just makes me think that he’s the guy who’s always hanging off of you, who can’t just chill and have a drink without having candles and a fire. In my experience, guys that go out of their way to create romance have nothing else to offer. Everything is over the top because they don’t know how to do the little things.

This is the worst type of guy because they live out this fantasy in their heads then when reality hits and their fantasy doesn’t match the illusion, it’s all downhill from there. At this point the self-absorbed ass comes out and all he does is whine and complain because you should be blown away by the trail of rose petals leading to your car. PLEASE!!!! I rather someone hold my hair back after having had 1 tequila shot too many on a night out with the girls. Now that’s romance!!

Lets not forget the guys that don’t post a picture, I know he’s probably thinking “if that special someone is serious about meeting someone then they should not worry about what a person looks like”…actually Jack Ass we do worry! Posting a picture gives us a sense of who you are, a smile does say a thousand words, besides, why should you be able to check out everyone else’s pictures but they can’t look at you! PREVERT!

Now my favorite is the guy that only puts up a picture of his abs. What are you trying to say with this picture? Are you seriously looking for a relationship or a booty call? If it’s a booty call I have two words for you ‘Lave Life”.

You’re probably wondering where I fit in on eHarmony…to be honest I’m not sure. I am in no means socially challenged and nor is one of my life skills “creating romance in a relationship”. However back in the day I have held the hair of one or two of my long haired rock star wanna be boyfriends after he had one tequila shot too many. So maybe I do create romance??!! Oh no I’m just another Cheese Ball! I guess I should change my profile and put a picture up of my ass which looks great in my Lulu Lemons. Hell if you can’t beat em, join em!!

Cheers!
Single Gal