A Hopeless Romantic's Blog
SinglegrlinSD
- Birthday
- December 02
- Bio
- I made a New Year's Resolution to write daily, no matter what. It lasted for two weeks until my whole world turned upside down. I lost my job, embarked on a new career, and now truly understanding the meaning of survival, I am setting out to write again. Daily, no matter what. My goal is to be as honest in my writing as possible.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Grab the stingray by the
stinger with your bare hands
January 17, 2011 12:32PM - A life of abundance
January 13, 2011 02:20AM - Love, carbs, and other
addictions...
January 11, 2011 02:45PM - How do you know when you've
found the one?
January 10, 2011 12:39AM - The dealbreaker (Revisited)
January 08, 2011 06:53PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “You have much to
celebrate. Two weeks without
sugar or white
flour. That is
fre…”
January 18, 2011 03:37PM - “Good writing is always
IN. I thoroughly enjoyed your
post, as
always. Sorry
to…”
January 17, 2011 03:23PM - “I, too, am inspired by
you. Your writing is great
because it
is so honest. As
a…”
January 17, 2011 02:48PM - “Zanelle,
Until about
a month ago, I lived just down
the road from Mission
Dam
an…”
January 17, 2011 02:28PM - “Thank you, Linda. These
are tough times. I think faith
is all
we have at times.
A…”
January 17, 2011 01:37PM
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Grab the stingray by the stinger with your bare hands
Before my brother began his ten year stint in the California correctional system, there were many days when I didn't know where he was, if I'd ever hear from him again. I feared the late night phone call giving me the news that my brother was arrested or even worse, dead.
A life of abundance
"It's having everything you need, some of what you want, and a little bit left over." The words of one of my wisest, and dearest friends. Though we are experiencing different seasons of our lives, we are kindred spirits. Understanding the pain of growing up the child of an… Read full post »
Love, carbs, and other addictions...
I am breaking yet another of my New Year's resolutions. The first was to swear off men for a year, though I've yet to kick Manchild out of my bed. The latest, I swore to write a post at least once everyday, yet last night I crashed on my sofa after… Read full post »
How do you know when you've found the one?
"How can it be that you talked about wanting to get married when we first starting dating and now you don't seem to believe in marriage at all?" I felt that I had done it right this time. I asked all of the right questions up front. This time would be… Read full post »
The dealbreaker (Revisited)
I could never marry a man who believes that life is without purpose.
If dating and the road to marital bliss wasn't difficult enough. Now I have this to add this to my list.
Manchild lays it all out on the table. At a cozy wine bar in North Park, my old bohemian
The dealbreaker.
I could never marry a man who believes that life is without purpose.
If dating and and the road to marital bliss wasn't difficult enough. Now I have to add this to my list.
Manchild lays it all out on the table. At a cozy wine bar in North Park, my old… Read full post »
Superlotto. Don't count your chicks before they've hatched.
"Okay, listen, when I get my part of the money, I want my own library where kids can borrow books for free." My nine-year-old ponders what to do with his piece of the pie should one of the ten Superlotto tickets we purchased at the Value Food Mart be that magic… Read full post »
Salsa diva.
I met him at a salsa class last March. A class that I enrolled in for myself, as part of my 2010 New Year's resolution to get out and try something new. It was never about meeting a man, in fact I declined the advances of many before him. Apparently, there are&n… Read full post »
Falling off the wagon.
I am going to keep to at least one of my promises. Even though I don't feel like it, I am writing today. This may be the only thing keeping me sane at this point.
Manchild is back in the nook. He shouldn't be. He isn't really sorry for ignoring… Read full post »
I love you like a fat kid loves cake.
Suffice it so say, I stayed. Of course, I'm a dateaholic.
He is sick with a sinus infection. He is pale, weak, and congested. He is shocked to see me there and mentioned how crazy it was for me to be there. He is right. And there I am. My prid… Read full post »
The last meal doesn't taste so good.
This is not my proudest moment. I am at the airport, it's nearly midnight, and I am not even sure that he is on this flight. Waiting for the last flight coming in from San Antonio. I'm assuming that he was actually in SA. Assuming he is not already home, safe… Read full post »
The last meal.
I know that I shouldn't even be thinking it. I shouldn't even consider it, but the plan is being hatched. I'd never admit it to anyone, even my BF. I want Manchild to be held accountable for his crimes. I want him to look me in the eye and admit what he… Read full post »
Sushi seems painless
Alone again, naturally.
It would be too easy to call up a guy "friend" for dinner or
drinks. We all know where that leads. Well, I did it anyway.
I left a voicemail for Richard inviting him out for dinner. I
was already an hour from home, wrapping up my New… Read full post »
And the party don't stop.
I woke up, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to face the world sans hang over. One perk about opting out of NYE binge drinking last night.
Complete with massive bed-head, wrinkled pajama pants, hot chocolate and tear stains on my t-shirt, and bare feet, I decided to start the year off… Read full post »
Let's get this party started.
My New Year's Eve consisted of my comfy men's pajama bottoms, my favorite grey t-shirt with the tiny tear on the hem, a cup of hot chocolate, and my cat. Let's not forget channel surfing and the occasional break to sob into my t-shirt and blow my nose into a paper… Read full post »
The goal: Stop being my own worst enemy.
I could begin by analyzing the minute details of what led to me latest heartbreak, but I want the first post to be a positive one. I could say that the man-child I've been dating since March up and left just before Christmas without any sign that he was about to… Read full post »
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