25 May 2010

preferences, comfort zones, and other like miscellany

We all have an image of what we want in the opposite sex.  We like them in various sizes, colours, shapes, and things that make us tick, but how much of it really exists in the gran'd scheme of things?  So many of us have a Criteria List and that therein lies the problem.  No, I'm not suggesting that we shouldn't have one; in fact I think we should as we all have standards in which we live by.  what I am saying; however, is that we shouldn't let them be the absolute factor in whether or not someone is a good match for us.

My preference is a black man who's complexion is as dark as mine or darker.  I'd like him to be at least 5' 10" seeing as i wear 3+ inch heeled shoes almost all the time.  I'd like his weight to be between 170 - 210lbs depending on his height.  A college education is not a requirement, but I'd like him to have an ability to speak with clear articulation/enunciation.  I have an affinity for men in Law Enforcement or the military over civilians. I'd like him to be socially aware, possess the ability to take control and make decision, have good family values, be secure in his own skin, and self-sustaining and ambitious in terms of fulfilling his goals.  These are some, yet not all of the things I'd like in a man, but truth be told, my getting them all would be like me sitting in a lab to create him as he is for the most part a figment of my imagination.  Yes, I want these things, but actually getting them is something I'm actually afraid of.  Why?  Because then I have nothing to look forward to.  There would be no growth process between us in the ways that it counts.  When we get what we want, we tend to not fully appreciate it as we should and in the end we sometimes find ourselves now looking for flaws instead of the things we thought we wanted in the first place.

In my current 'relationship', he is almost the polar opposite of my criteria list.  He's white, he's 10 yrs my junior, he's talented; though does not use his talents to pursue his ambitions and he's certainly not a good decision maker.  While he meets the height requirement, he does not have the weight/brawn that i like, but he is strong.

The point I'm trying to make is that even with the likes/dislikes and the things that are/aren't on my Criteria List, he and I get along very well.  We engage in some amazing conversations, we share an unusual sense of humour, our time together is well balanced, and even when we disagree, it's done with decency.  Truth be told, I'm happy that he doesn't meet many of the items on my list.  I enjoy the differences we share and how we've been able to find a good meeting place in the middle.  i find his quirkiness rather endearing and most of all, I just like him for who he is. 

I once came across the words, "I love you just the way you are; now change". It was a startling reminder of what I went through with my ex husband and how it cause so much hurt/pain in my life as I myself working to live up to the phrase.  Every now and then it resonates in my life when I'm tempted to pull my Criteria List out and feel inclined to stack the chips against it and someone I like.  I recall that unrealistic expectation, that hurt, the inability to live by someone else's image of  whom I should be.  Even though I've never intentionally wanted to hold someone by a standard, I'm sure I have in some way and for that I apologize.  But what I do know is that I can and do fully appreciate not being confined to a comfort zone.  I do still have preferences, but do not let them prohibit me from getting to know someone who's not necessarily what I think I'm looking for.  Just as I want to be accepted for who I am, I must accept others for who they are and together we just might be everything we've ever wanted.

It's all possible!

24 May 2010

previous post stirred up some thangs!

It's bad enough Fantasia came out with that song Bittersweet, which made think of a certain someone, but in truth it did more than that.  What it did was take me for a stroll down memory lane where I recounted the many days and nights we shared.  There were some very long talks; there were some nights of passionate love making; there were some nights were we just held each other as if it was our last night together; and there were even some nights were I cursed his very existence.  In spite of it, he made and indelible mark on my life and I'm not sure there will be another like him, which is probably a good thing anyway; no one needs a replica of another person.

Our time together was life defining and an experience that at least afforded me some much needed life/love lessons on trust, endurance, faith, friendship; to name a few.  For a long time I wondered what my life would be without him in it and for a little while, I found out.  It was good for the learning curve and to force each of us to grow up in many ways.  We came back to each other as we always did; the boomerang effect, but never enough to form the commitment I used to think we should have. 

Time, distance, and honest growth has shown me that I'm okay with how things have turned out between us.  Finally letting go pf him, was the best way of holding on to me.   Truth be told, I have had a moment or two where I wanted to feel the intense draw of our chemistry; the trepidation of the kiss; and finally the passion of our love making, but that was then and this is now.  We had a good run and we're still friends, which for most isn't easy to maintain, but I'm good with where we are now.  We'll always be on the same street; just driving in different cars.

It's all possible!

23 May 2010

Current song I'm digging

This is not the official video for this song; Bittersweet by Fantasia; however, the song is too good to not share/post it.

When I heard the song, my heart involuntarily and spontaneously skipped a beat as I momentarily paused to the recall the one person who resembled the song.  It's crazy that even after all these years that he can even get that kind of reaction.  I don't hate him and I'm no longer in love with him, but he'll always be the one who gave love and loving such emphasis in my life.

I don't think of him with remorse or bitterness; in fact it's quite the opposite because in spite of how things didn't turn out between us, we shared a lot of good memories, time, and a bond that nothing can erase.  How many of you have had someone in your life that this song can relate to?




Every now and then
I still get a flashback
Of the time I spent
Thinking you could be that one
Should I have just kept your love?

Yes I understand,
We did have some good times
On the other hand,
Got my crying all night
It was too much for my mind

So even though I left you
I can't forget you
'Cause when I think about you
It's bittersweet, it's bittersweet
Guess I'll always love you
It's bittersweet, it's bittersweet

When we were together
You ain't treat me right
Damn I really love you
I ain't gonna lie

'Cause when I think about you

It's bittersweet...

I still have the box
Full of things you gave me
Start to throw it out
Something always stops me, yeah
I'm not as over you as I said

Deep inside my heart
I made the right decision
But it's gonna hurt
When you might less think it
Did I make a big mistake?

Even though I left you

I can't forget you
'Cause when I think about you
It's bittersweet, it's bittersweet
Guess I'll always love you
It's bittersweet, it's bittersweet

When we were together
You ain't treat me right
Then I really love you
I ain't gonna lie

'Cause when I think about you

It's bittersweet...

See I don't understand
Like, somebody is gonna get hurt
Out of this situation
And you just hope it's not you

At times...

Part of me wants you, part of me don't
Part of me is missing you, part of me is gone
Part of me is saying that the love is still strong,
Part of me is letting go

So even though I left you
I can't forget you
'Cause when I think about you
It's bittersweet, it's bittersweet
Guess I'll always love you
It's bittersweet, it's bittersweet

When we were together
You ain't treat me right
Then I really love you
I ain't gonna lie

When I think about you, it's bittersweet

It's bittersweet....

18 May 2010

own worst enemies

I'm trying; well, not really, to understand why women become their own worst enemies.  I can't for the life of me figure out why women go to such great lengths to be in a relationship with someone who has said from the start that he's not looking for a relationship.  Does she think that once the sex is laid down or she does a few nice things for him that he's going to change his mind?  News flash....he's NOT going to. 

When engaging in a FwBs type relationship, the rules of engagement have to be establish at the onset and adhered to as things progress.  Both parties typically agree that while they may spend time, have sex, and partake in whatever social activities they've agree to, but the bottom line is that NO feelings get born of the status.  While I recognize that sometimes there are things that make one get a bit emotional, the rules of engagement still need to be respected and enforced.  Nothing good comes from trying to force a relationship where there isn't one.  In addition, the boundaries of social etiquette must be clearly established and maintained also.

Nothing is more pathetic than the woman in the FwB relationsihp tossing all the rules out the window and creating her own agenda, which sadly will only leave her in the deficit anyway.  Case in point, my brother was seeing Wendy (not her real name) and it was established from the start what it was between them.  Wendy appeared to be okay with it all; however, there was things she said and did that raised flags.  I cautioned my brother to be careful as I felt she was catching feelings and was using her "kindness" as her weapon to sway him into a permanent relationship.  Fortunately for bro, his sis is a wise woman and he's always receptive to my voice of reason.  I digress...Anyway, bro as an assortment of female friends; none of whom are all sexual partners and Wendy found herself a bit jealous of that.  She had not inquired if he was having sex with anyone other than him, so even if he was, she was still in no position to contest it; save for insisting protection be use at all times.  Well, Ms. Wendy takes her lack of being able to pin my bro down, her jealously, and her insecurity to the next level.  She set up spyware on the laptop she loaned him and kept a running record of his chats and such.  She also managed to get into his personal email when his account was up and he was out of the room.  Wendy took it upon herself to send emails of Instant Message (IM) conversations to other woman.

The woman who were recipients of the emails, contacted my bro and asked him about them; though realizing that it was odd and would be inappropriate by every stretch of the imagination that he would send them.  After bro received the information, he immediately realized what had happened and was promptly pissed. 

Now, what Wendy apparently didn't take into consideration was her antics would in no way make bro want to maintain any semblance of contact with or want to get back with her; and why would he anyway? Furthermore, she's contacting women she doesn't know and they could have very easily turned the tables on her.  Her actions wreaked of all the things that made women look stupid in a mans eye; mine too.

Back in December I had a situation of Krypto's ex girlfriend calling me, but she was wise to hang up before I answered.  Being the mature AND secure woman I am, I contacted Krypto and made it abundantly clear that he handle the situation as i don't do that kind of bullshit/drama and out of respect for his and my friendship I wouldn't contact her.  After he made my feelings known, you would think that she would respect my wishes and leave me alone right?  Oh, no! Ms. Thang decided she would txt me the following morning apologizing and trying to justify her actions.  Really?  So, it was bad enough that she violated her exes (Krypto) privacy and got my number out of his phone; then she called me; and now she's txtn me?  Now, that's a bold, but really dumb chic right there, because now she's put the ball back in my court and I was about to go game, set, and match on her ass. 

After I digested the txt and gave my spirit room for pause, I called her.  I told her; without having to raise my voice or letting Ebonica loose, that I was not the one to play with and that I was firm in my not wanting her to contact me in any way.  I went on to tell her that her insecurity was not my issue and that whatever issues she had she needed to work them out independent of me.  My friendship with Krypto was just that; a friendship and if she couldn't handle it, that wasn't my problem.  Once the warmth of my icy words were firmly delivered, I hung up and called him to let him know I was forwarding the txt to him and that I'd called his ex and voiced my extreme displeasure.  This is how a grown/mature/secure woman handles the futile attempts of an insecure woman.

Woman need to find their core worth, wealth, and value in and of themselves instead of using me to make them feel whole.  They need to stop with the game playing, the creation of relationships that don't exist, and most importantly contacting women whom they feel is a threat to them.  While in theory they may feel their actions are justified, they often quickly see how the practicality of it all is pretty sad and pathetic.  My final thought on the situation is as the adage goes, "if you can't stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen". 



It's all possible!