Accenting the Obvious

Accents…

Admit it, you either like them or you hate them.

Most people begin to immediately make assumptions about a person as soon as they hear a voice that doesn’t sound like their own.

Whether the assumptions carry any weight or not, that’s just how our minds seem to work.

You know that when you hear a southern, a New York, a Boston, a British, an Indian accent you already think that you know something about the person.  A little slow perhaps? Snooty? Sophisticated?

I’ll admit I’ve been a little swayed by a lovely accent before; I’ve dated Irish, British and Italian men.  But underneath the soliloquy, they’re just dudes.  We all know that there are assholes in every nationality.

These makes me think of a guy I once met on a dating site.  We started out texting, which is how I prefer things to go, then, late one night, he called me.

“Wow, you have an accent!”  Was his initial comment.

“Yea, I know, I’m not a Cincinnati native.”  I reply, thinking it will be the end of the discussion about my accent.  Which, by the way, isn’t a bad accent at all.  And the longer I live here, the slighter it becomes.

But… it went on and on…

“From looking at you, I’d never guess you had a country accent!”

Sheesh…

I may not look like a country girl, but, underneath all this ink… I am one.

I’ve always thought that I sounded like a hick and even as my accent becomes slighter, there are words that I know I’ll never be able to say “right”.  But that’s ok, that’s part of my charm.

Anyway, he kept going on and on about my accent, even trying to mimic it (or mock, I’m not sure).  I began to feel a little offended.  Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a chip on my shoulder, and I can accept some good natured teasing, but for fuck’s sake, he wouldn’t let it go.

I was sooooooo relieved when he got another call that he had to take.

Now, he could have been a perfectly nice guy who was a little nervous, not a good conversationalist or just a total dunce, I don’t know.

I have to put him in the same category as the guy who said I looked like a really cute cartoon character. 

Oh yea, before I forget to mention it, TrippyBeth is smitten.

I know, look out and batten down the hatches!!

I don’t know if it will go anywhere, not sure if he’s smitten or not, all I know, right now, is that I like spending time with him…

Oh, don't forget to check out my photo blog if you get the chance!!

http://reflectionsuponmyreality2.wordpress.com/

Bourbon and Porn

I can’t believe that it’s been over a month since I’ve posted here!

I had 2 people tell me over the weekend that they’ve missed me… it’s good to be missed.

Nothing too exciting has been going on… maybe one thing, which I’m keeping to myself for the time being.

I, of course, still get interesting messages on the dating site.  The most interesting, recent one said this:

“I really like your profile, and by the way, I make amateur porn.”

Folks, we have a winner!!!

Before I hit delete, you know me, I had to reply.  All that I said was this:

“So is everyone that owns an iPhone.”

Just ask Siri, she will tell you that good amateur porn is all about angles…

Recently I’ve been obsessed, only, with photography which you can see here.

And getting out and having a little bourbon now and then… G and I hit a “bourbon class” last weekend, which is basically a tasting, and you get to try things that you ordinarily, probably would never try.  What I did discover is that I am no fan of corn whiskey! It doesn’t compare to the nectar of the gods that is good bourbon!  Hopefully I can check out a beer tasting and more “bourbon classes” soon…

 

Maybe, my life will take and exciting turn and I will be back to tell my tales soon!!!

Impromptu Hideousness

How does someone who doesn’t have to be at work until 9, wind up being late for work?

Sigh…

First, said person has to go out the night before for a couple of impromptu beers.

Then, the same person, arrives home, not too late, but cannot sleep.

This person also fails to plug in their phone, which they use for their alarm.

Person jerks awake, checks phone, DEAD, turns on tv… it’s 902a!!!

Already 2 minutes late for work and not even out of bed yet!

Sigh…

Arrived at 934a, even stopped and picked up breakfast, I will not comment on my hideousness…  you can judge for yourself!

Hideous me!

Last night I ventured down to Mainstrasse for a couple of beers at The Village Pub.

First of all, I have to say their beer selection is BANGIN.  If you wanna try it, chances are that they’ve got it.

I enjoyed 2 beers, a Dragon’s Milk, which I’ve had before and LOVE and a Founder’s Breakfast Stout, which was totally yummy…

Tonight, I’m heading to the Southgate House Revival to see The Tillers with my favorite Cuz and his awesome GF… then tomorrow morning to OTR to eat breakfast and break out the camera!

Check out my photo blog Reflections Upon My Reality!

The rest of my weekend is unplanned… sleep and washing my underpants has to fall somewhere in the span of those 48 hours…

Have a great weekend, my friends!!!

Giving the Universe Vertigo

Ok, I’m in a little better humor today, I think the bottle of wine last night was just what the doctor ordered.

I’m an ok kinda girl, maybe slightly odd, a little interesting, no doubt I can be fun, I can cook, give a fantastic back rub, am self supporting,  I’m an awesome friend,  I’m fairly intelligent… what other qualities do I need to work on???

I am sincerely turning it all over to the universe.  I’m going to try to keep putting out the good… and maybe it will come back to me.

So I get these messages on the dating site from “Marriedbutneedssomeone”.

The first message I don’t even reply to.  I mean, seriously, come on dude.

But he is persistent.

I finally write back:

“I have absolutely no interest in being The Other Woman.”

He promptly replies:

“I am looking for the long-term woman, forever.  Wife is the other woman.”

This guy obviously lives in the same alternate universe that my ex resides in.

He kept directing me to a movie “Same Time Next Year” saying that’s what he’s looking for.

Should I direct him to watch “Vertigo”?  That’s what I want…

Anyway… I didn’t continue the conversation.

I’m lonely, yes.

I want someone, yes.

But, no matter what kind of spin he wants to put on it, I’m still not going to be “The Other Woman”.

So I must endeavor on…

This weekend’s plans are still in the early stages of development.

I know that I am going to catch a show with my fav cuz and his awesome girlfriend Friday night, maybe get out and take some photos with Crawdad on Sunday… the weather is supposed to be warm; hopefully I’ll get out Saturday too.

I really must do laundry some time… or I’ll have to buy some new underpants.

Down in the Snow

Well, I came to a realization this morning as I drove to the office.

I’m never going to meet anyone.

It’s been 3.5 years on the dating merry-go-round and I’m still alone.  Even statistically it becomes less likely, the older I get, the longer I’m single…

I feel really down today… maybe it’s the snow…

I dunno.

Pondering the Prospective...

Hello friends!

Maintaining two blogs is a little more time consuming than I expected.  Well, now that I am healthier and actually able to do something other than lie around on my dead ass.

I will have, hopefully, two photo jaunts this weekend… it is sometimes inconvenient to be obsessive… but hopefully, this is a good obsession that will pay off, at least with some self-satisfaction.

So dinner tonight, photos with JG tomorrow, hopefully, dinner tomorrow night and photos with CC on Sunday!  I hope to get to a couple of cemeteries that I haven’t been to this weekend, and CC is supposed to map out a plan for Sunday.

I’m ridiculously psyched.

The photo blog is here.

I haven’t had a lot of action on the dating site this week, but I haven’t been on there roaming around.  If you don’t log on you get pushed to the back of the bus… less attention.  And I’m totally ok with that.  Sometimes it just gets old.

I did get this sexy little message this week…

He did follow up by saying that he was just kidding.  I guess he could have been, and if he was, come on… that’s your best opening line?  I’d rather get one of the “HI” messages.

I think I’m just jaded to it all.  Vulgar, suggestive emails, random photos of dude’s junk… none of that even fazes me anymore.

I almost long for the days of my innocence… three and a half years ago.  But, then what would I write about???

I suppose that when/if I ever meet THE ONE, I’ll abandon this blog and go strictly with the photo blog.  Especially since I’m having trouble managing 2 obsessions now, throw a man into the mix and I’ll be totally fucked.

Pondering...

Shit Magnet

Can you believe that I really don’t have much of anything interesting to chat about?

I’m pretty busy this week, now that I’m finally feeling better.  But nothing that I want to blog about just yet… we will see how things shake out I suppose.

I did have a few interesting emails on POF late Sunday night.

All the messages came in after I’d gone to sleep, but apparently, it appeared as though I was “online”.  So this dude kept sending messages, I guess he thought that I was ignoring him.

In one message he said “I love you, Kimberly”.

What the fuck?

So the next day I replied with “I think that you must have me confused with someone else.”

To which he replied “Kimberly is my ex, I was just trying to get your attention.”

Let me get this straight, this guy thinks that a good way to get a girl’s attention is by addressing her by his ex’s name?

Jeebus, it’s no wonder he’s still single.

I told him that it was just “bizarre”.

He apologized, said it was a mistake and he wouldn’t do it again, then said if I didn’t want to talk to him that he’d just move on.

I suggested that he move on, and not try the “Kimberly” thing with any other girl, because it will NEVER work.

Again, I wonder am I just a magnet for this crazy bullshit? 

One more thing….

Remember the dramatic emails I got from the exes fiancé a few weeks ago? 

Today, the ex, M, texts me and says “Now that everything has calmed down, T wants to know if you’re interested in make-up and skin care, and if she could add you to her Mary Kay mailing list.”

Fucking seriously?

I text back “Ummmm I kinda thought she hated me.”

Then he tells me that she never had a problem with me.

I just replied “M, she did have a problem with me.  She wrote an unkind, unprovoked email.  Now, that’s her thing.  But I don’t want drama and I don’t like it laid at my doorstep.  I love you as one of my dearest friends and I want you to be happy and I want the kids to be happy.  But it’s a little hard for me to act like it didn’t happen, especially when I didn’t deserve it.  And I’m allergic to Mary Kay make up anyway.”

Then he replied about T being harassed and his sister-in-law.

I told him that I was done talking about it.

Again, what is wrong with people? Why create drama and bullshit where there is none?  My life is too busy for that…