A dating coach.

I realized a few things this year: I’m not as immune to men as I thought I was, I don’t know when to walk away once I care about people, and I still want a happily ever after. I know, you all probably knew this already. Gabby even told me one day, “The only thing worse than being a hopeless romantic is being a hopeful one” I guess I‘m last to realize it because I didn’t want to admit it to myself. Now that I’ve been forced to face that fact though, it’s time to do something about it.

My New Years Resolution is to go on a date in 2007. I don’t believe in making New Years Resolutions, but I’m making an exception this year. The idea of planning to make changes is odd, but I think it’s going to take a lot of changing for me to learn to get out in the real world and be receptive to men and the idea of dating.

It’s also going to take a lot of help…and that’s where you all come in. Most of you have my email so if you don’t want to post here, feel free to email me. I need ideas though. Ideas on how to meet people, where to meet people, what I may be doing that keeps people from asking me out, how to get over my issues with not calling people…and the list goes on and on. I’m going to need feedback and suggestions. Lots of it.

I realize that feeling attractive is a big part of being attractive, so I need to work towards that also. One big thing that I need to do is work on my wardrobe. While shopping for Vanessa in some foo foo stores over the holidays, it hit me that I haven’t bought myself clothes in so long it’s unreal. I need to start building my wardrobe back up, piece by piece.

For now though, I just need help figuring out where to start. Do I need to work on my appearance? Do I need to work on not being so shy? Do I need to start up a match.com thingy again (please please please, say no to that one)? Do I need to start telling everyone around me that I want a date so they’ll start looking for people? I need ideas. Where do I start?

It’s that time of year again.  Time that I go through my IM list and figure out who to get rid of and who to keep.  I try not to let my list get over 100 names; however, it had 125 so 25 people  had to go. 

Noteable names cut this time….Tony.  It’s been two years since he last IM’d me and six months since the last out of the blue email (which was blank this time).  I think it’s time to let him go. 

I also think it’s time to make that part of my new year’s resolution - to learn to let go of people that walk away.  I have trouble doing that.

My other new year’s resolution - to have a date sometime in the year 2007.  Sounds easy enough, doesn’t it?  Somehow though, I don’t think I’ll be able to pull it off.  I’ll post more about this one later.  I’m thinking of making it an interactive event for my blog.  I’m going to need all the help I can get with this one.  For now though, time to go to work.

I was playing door greeter for a couple of hours the other day, when a friend of mine from high school came into the store.  At first, I didn’t recognize him.  I thought he looked familiar, but couldn’t place him…and I see so many people.  For all I knew, it could have been someone I’d seen at work.  As he was leaving the store though, he turned around and said, “Hey, don’t I know you?” and the voice was all it took.

He stood there talking for about 15-20 minuntes.  The co-worker that was with him left and came back into the store again.  During the conversation, he said three times, “I haven’t done much of anything since my ex-wife left me.  I don’t go out or anything.”  It never occured to me to give him my phone number or ask for his. =/

A friend told me to give him a call; however, that seems strange to me.  I rarely call anyone.  If he wanted my phone number, he’d have asked, wouldn’t he? 

…and that’s why we have the current poll topic.  Be sure to vote!

At about 7AM, I couldn’t stand waiting any longer and I woke the kids up…lol  They were tired, but I didn’t have to threaten to beat them to make them come open their Christmas presents.

The kids opened all the presents and their stocking stuffers, but not the Wii.  I hid it in my room.  Ethan got up and said, “I’m going to take a shower.”  I said, “E, you’ve got one more gift…”  and threw some boxers that wouldn’t fit in his stocking to him.  He took off into the kitchen, heading to the bathroom.  “ETHAN!  You have one more gift!!!”  …and I grab a sack, tilting it so Rebecca and Vanessa can see the box inside that says Wii.  The girls start yelling, but Ethan is shouting back, “I’ll be back in a minute.”  I then put my foot down, “ETHAN LEE!  GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!”  …and he starts back.

I’d set the sack down on the sofa and he looked down in it thinking it was a shirt or something.  He never even looked at the top of the box.  He couldn’t really see in the sack because it was dark, but he didn’t need to.  The girls started yelling, “It’s a Wii!!!”  His eyes got huge and he was grinning from ear to ear.  He said, “It’s a Wii?”  “Yup!  I wasn’t fibbing to you when I said I couldn’t find one.  We got it at the last minute!”

The next thing I know, he’s heading back down the hall with it.  I thought he was going to hook it up, but no.  He took it into the bathroom with him while he showered…lol  He didn’t want the girls playing it first.

He hooked it up as soon as he got out and was playing it until time to go to my mom’s.  He took it over there, where everyone begged to get to play…and luckily, he got another controller from my little sister.  He’s currently back in his room, playing it again…and my nephew came to spend the night.  Watching them box is the funniest thing ever!

I’m dying to play Zelda, but no luck.  I haven’t gotten any play time yet…lol  Maybe tomorrow after work.

Merry Christmas everyone.  I hope your family had as much fun as mine!!!

I’m walking through the mall when I get a phone call from a number I don’t recognize.  It’s not often I answer them, but it was a 972 area code so I figured it had to be some RL friend.  It was Barbara in Shipping at WM.  She said, “Renee?  Did you get one?”  I said, “WE GOT SOME IN?!?!”  She said, “Yes, but you have to ask them.  They’re not announcing it or putting them out.”

I called my mom who said, “I can’t go.  I’m babysitting Sam and she’s not even dressed.  Let me call your aunt!”  …and she did.  And my aunt went.  And she called me from WM and said, “The eagle has landed!”  LOL

I’m so excited!  I was bouncing up and down in my truck and singing, “Iiiiiiii got a Wiiiii!”  Then I called and/or texted everyone I could think of!!!!!  …and now I’m telling you all!

I GOT A WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!

Lots of people stood in lines and checked with their local retailers, but no luck.  I’m really getting worried. =(  I don’t want to have to do an IOU.

I’m in bed snoozing when the phone rings at 3AM.  It’s not unusual for me to get phone calls at all hours of the day or night.  People know they can call me whenever they need to.  I grab the phone wondering who it is…and hear, “Mom?  I’m scared!”  It was Vanessa calling from her room.  I had to walk to her room and bring her back to bed with me.  I thought it was a little silly considering she’s 15, but at the same time, I was smiling because for a little bit, I got to play mommy to my little girl again, comforting her and protecting her from harm.

If you decide you don’t like someone, or even if you still like them, but decide you should invest less time talking to them, be upfront and tell that person.  Whatever you do, don’t give some lame excuse for not calling like, “Its unsafe and uncomfortable to drive while talking on the phone.”

Some of you may remember what happened to me last summer. I went to my mother’s house for lunch. They’d been installing hardwood floors and had a big paint bucket filled with water setting out to clean up with. My dad knocked my purse over into that bucket of water, but we didn’t find it until I was leaving. My purse was ruined. It took me months to find another purse that I liked. (I love the Liz Claiborne Hobo purse I have now!) My bank cards and such still worked by some miracle; however, my cosmetic bag was ruined! I cried and cried over this little bag (which I still keep sitting around for some reason).