I Visited My Friend

I finally got a chance to go visit my friend. The trip was quick, although the driving seemed to take forever. I came home with a big ol' hairy crush, way worse than before I left. Oh well. I can handle it. A crush isn't a bad thing. He is a very nice man. And I know that "nice" usually is a lame compliment, but in this case I think it's huge. I know some very not-nice men. This guy, he's special.

My friend lives along this beautiful river. We took a walk and there's a long trail alongside with benches and a rope swing that I would really like to try out some day.

Their Rules and My Rules

Have I mentioned that my friend and I have been reading The Rules?  Well, we have. I've finished Book 1, barely started Book 2. Here's what I think.....

They make it too complicated. There are too many rules. No one can keep that going forever.... and they do recommend doing it forever.

I've come up with my own Rules:

*Be myself - I can only play by any sort of Rules for a short length of time. In the end, I'm going to be me. I don't know how to be anyone else.

*Don't be too available, because as silly as it sounds, men do enjoy a bit of a chase. They are hunters deep down.  Men accuse women of being complicated, but they are pretty complicated themselves. They want to have to work for you. If you are too easy to "get" then you don't appear valuable enough or some such nonsense. Whatever. It's easy, don't look like you are waiting around for them to call/text/visit.

*Live a full life. Have lots of friends, interests, work, fun, whatever. Don't make your life all about any man. That's too much responsibility for any person and it will only lead to disappointment.

Isn't that an easy set of rules?  It boils down to value yourself and others will value you, as well.

Another thing,....I have a friend who keeps saying he's too emotional and I have a female friend who says she gives too many chances to people. These are not failings. They show a strong heart, not a weak one. I have struggled with the same sort of thoughts, felt that I was somehow "wrong" in some way. I'm not wrong. He's not wrong. She's not wrong.

You can't change who you are, but you can change the way you will allow yourself to be treated (like my new 3 Strikes rule).  I strongly believe that the main reason my male friend is unique, the reason that people are drawn to him, is directly related to how emotional he is, how much he loves or hurts or feels. Sure some people aren't going to like it, but that's fine - not everybody has to get you. Same with my female friend and me. Not everybody is going to mesh with our personality, but that's fine.

Okay, time to get busy. I wish you a wonderful day.

Boy Crazy To the End

My weekend trip has been postponed until next weekend. I'm disappointed, but trying to look on the bright side. For example, that means I have one more week of exercise before I see my friend. (I somehow lost 3 more lbs while my family was here for the reunion. How did I do that??).  And we are both kind of broke this week. Also, I have friends arriving from out of town on the day that I was set to return.

Oh, who am I kidding? I'm really disappointed.

He asked for a  photo of Robin and me this weekend and then sent us one back. It was a photo from when he was a kid. He was a cute kid, but I told him that I like the man-version better. Another friend, she said she preferred the 15 year old version. What the heck?? Why?... Anyway, Leah explained the appeal of a man over a boy last night. She cited "scruff," graying hair,  and overall manliness as the main reasons. I am in complete agreement. I like men ripe and full and a little gray (or a lot) and that scruff, it doesn't get much better than that. I'd make a very poor cougar since I have no interest in a man who is younger than 37.

Does it seem like I talk about men a lot on here? My sister mentioned that I've always been that way. I blame my mom. I guess I've just followed her lead from the beginning. Boy-crazy until the end.

And tired. I haven't run yet today. I usually run at 10am, while a rerun of Supernatural on the TV (again with the boy crazy - I have a big crush on the Dean character), but I was with Bay at the Dr at that time today. I have the hardest time sleeping at night lately. I feel like my mind is racing with thoughts. Weird feeling. Perhaps too much caffeine?

I think I'll work on that run now. Happy day to you!