Today is a good day

Well internets. Today is a good day.

I found out that I can cancel my registration and turn in my plates for my car online. No scary trip to the Chinatown RMV. Apparently I just bend my plates and I'm done.

I also got flowers delivered to my work from Derek. The occasion? There is no occasion, just because. Out of all my years of dating, Derek is the only guy that has gotten me flowers. It's the little things that make a lady happy and honestly I don't know why I put up with a lot of the guys I dated (not all were bad but some were horrible!). I've dated and I've learned my friends.

And it's sunny! After days of fog and rain it's warm and sunny.

This girl is in a good mood.

Believe it

Can you believe that I have never been given flowers before by a guy? I don't mean as can you believe someone amazing as myself has never received flowers from a man before - I mean it as, can you believe that type of guys I've dated in the past. I was recently surprised by my man friend with a rose for no reason other than he wanted to. And knowing my weird addiction to the Bachelor and Bachelorette even used the "will you accept this rose" line. I laughed and magically my hiccups that I had been trying to get rid of stopped.

Apparently flowers cure hiccups and my choice in men has improved.

Learning to let a dude be a gentleman

I pride myself on being able to take care of myself. I pay my own bills, I don't borrow money from people and I put together my own IKEA furniture even when the directions say you need two people to assemble. Two people means one Ginny and two cats trying to sit on your unfinished table.

My philosophy is summed up pretty well by Destiny's Child: I depend on me if I want it.




The new guy I'm seeing who I referred to as sunglasses guy likes to pay for me when we go out. I offer to pay for my share but he insists. Do you know how hard it is to let him pay for me? Very hard. But why do I find this so hard? It's like I want the world to know that I don't need anyone else for anything. I got this! That's what my brain is telling me.  I'm also not use to a guy paying. It's true. Most of the guys I have dated did not pay for me. This is 2012 so this is not uncommon but it is a little bit of a surprise when you come across a guy who likes to keep it old school.

What I'm learning to do is tell independent Ginny to calm it down. Paying for dinner and drinks does not mean you are a woman who has to rely on a man for things. You can let a guy be a gentlemen and maybe you'll even enjoy it. And if I want to buy myself something pretty, I can still do that.

I've been keeping a secret from you

I'm sorry readers. I've been keeping something from you but I'm about to tell you now so don't worry about it.

And it's not about shingles!

Remember this post about the sunglasses? Well I am officially with sunglasses guy. It happened a little fast but we like each other and I told him about my shingles ordeal on the first date and he didn't run away. Sometimes I'm like Jess from New Girl on a date. I'll just say really random crap that I probably shouldn't say but I just can't stop my mouth from speaking sometimes.

Things I said on our first date:

I'm getting over shingles which is why I can't wear pants

I can drink most guys under the table so it's nice that you can keep up

I help people end their marriages

He asked me if I've blogged about him. I decided to be vague because I'm a pain in the ass sometimes. I think he's just curious not actually concerned. This blog is about my life so I really I'm more likely to blog about something embarrassing about myself.

Now we have no secrets between us, unless you're keeping something from me. Please feel free to leave anything juicy in the comments.

Good face and borrowed sunglasses

While on a date an old man started talking to my date and I. He told him that I had a very beautiful face, alabaster skin, and beautiful eyes. He also said that it didn't matter that I had a small chest because of my face. Thanks, I guess....

At the end of the night my date handed me his sunglasses. "Now you have to see me again to give these back to me". And that is how I ended up with these sun glasses, taking a picture of myself at 1 a.m. on the D train. I'm expecting him to return my white ones.

Apparently OKCupid hides the attractive people

I got this message from OKCupid.

We just detected that you're now among the most attractive people on OkCupid. 

We learned this from clicks to your profile and reactions to you in Quickmatch and Quiver. Did you get a new haircut or something? Well, it's working! 

To celebrate, we've adjusted your OkCupid experience: You'll see more attractive people in your match results. 

This won't affect your match percentages, which are still based purely on your answers and desired match's answers. But we'll recommend more attractive people to you. You'll also appear more often to other attractive people. Sign in to see your newly-shuffled matches. Have fun, and don't let this go to your head.

So what you're telling me here OKCupid, is that you hide the attractive people until you decide that I'm attractive enough to have attractive people in my  matches?


Is the not attractive enough for you?!

Ok, so this is not on my OKC profile but maybe it should be.

Is this how people normally feel before a date?

I was so nervous yesterday. I was nauseous nervous. I do not get nauseous nervous before dates. Is this how people normally feel before dates? Because if so that's horrible. Being that stressed is not fun. I was worried that the date could be awkward or that at some point he would bring up that I dropped off the face of the planet but I was worried for nothing. There wasn't any awkwardness at all and he even said "next time....." meaning second date?

He thanked me for coming out which is when I had to blurt out "you shouldn't be thanking me! I was a total bitch last summer, I can't believe you even responded!" *slow clap*

There was no reason for him to be this nice and give me a second chance, but he did.  I will be kicking myself in the butt for all eternity.

p.s. I promise this blog is not going to turn into a dating blog.

I'm offically nervous

I've had this jean jacket since 8th grade. That would be 1998 if you're not up to date on your Ginny knowledge. I barely wore it but couldn't get rid of it. I knew jean jackets would come back at some point. P.S. nice lazer eyes Megan. And also thank you for making me look like a ghost.

I got home last night and decided I was going to cook up some onion rings. I put them in the toaster oven and laid down on my bed for a minute. I remember hearing the toaster oven ding and then I woke up. Sad times. No one wants cold onion rings.

Tomorrow I have a date with the guy that I apologized to. I'm really nervous and I usually do not get nervous about dates. I can't even believe he responded to me let alone wants to actually go out on a date again. Wish me luck!

I just apologized to a former date

UPDATE: he did write back and was very nice about it.

Last summer I had been on a few dates with a really great guy. I started seeing Dave because we were further on in our dating relationship and dating more than one person makes me nervous. Instead of being honest with this guy I dropped off the face of the planet. What a horrible thing to do! I hate when a guy does that to me and I did that to this guy. I've actually thought about him quite a bit lately, I still have his number in my phone. I can't just text him out of the blue though. But today I saw that he's doing online dating again.

I panicked. I felt guilty all over again for what I did. So I decided to suck it up and send him a message on the site. I didn't make excuses I just told him that I was sorry and it was really horrible of me to do. He probably won't respond but I at least hope that he knows how bad I feel. I know if the situation were reversed I'd be like "screw this person!" I vow to never do that to a guy again. EVER. I'm sure I ruined my chances with him which sucks because we got along so well. Live and learn right?

I will never do that again. I ruined something that could have been great. I will not fall back into old patterns. Nice guys don't deserve that.

You do not make your own applesauce

Hello hello everyone.

I was walking home today and realized that I never told you guys about my awkward encounter this past weekend at a bar with a guy that I met last year at another bar. That's called being a bad blogger so I will tell you.

But first - this is what I've been doing.

Hiding in a hoodie, blogging and taking pictures of myself. I'm bored, cold and lazy folks. Some people do something productive when bored like knit cat sweaters or jar their own applesauce, but me I blog. Blogging saves me from boredom because I can tell you how bored I am and in turn I get that boredom out on the keyboard. Sorry kitties, sweaters for another time and go buy some applesauce! Only fake people on Pintrest pretend to make applesauce.

This hoodie is awesome because it's a work hoodie. It says matrimonial litigation rapid response team on the arm. I work for a divorce attorney and I'm covering the law firm logo in this photo because I don't need people knowing what law firm I work for. I do not wear this hoodie at work fyi, we are a professional office after all.

It is also GIGANTIC which is how a hoodie should be. I decided to get a little fancy here and cover the logo with a heart. How sweet, or barftastic. I love you all, deal with it.

Web cams make me look 12 which is kind of fun considering I'm almost an old maid.

Ok enough of pictures of me and rambling on about kittie sweaters and applesauce. Let's get to this past weekend.

Scene - Me, Melissa and D-man at the Abbey. I look across the bar and realize I recognize the guy sitting on the other end. That would be a guy that I met at a bar down the street and started ignoring after one date after I found out he was 18 years older than me and way too into me. Now it's fine when a guy likes me, in fact that's nice, but I just got this vibe that he liked more than he should for just meeting me. He just made me feel uncomfortable and that's the only way I could explain it. I think maybe I missed this vibe when I met him at the bar because it was dark and I had a few drinks.

I panicked a little when I saw him. I mean I completely blew him off. I then realized he was with some girl who looked about my age. I guess he likes them much younger than him. Him being with another girl made me relax a bit. Ok, he's with some girl so he won't come over here, and he didn't. I saw him look over though, he knew I was there. Good for you guy. I'm actually glad that you've found a lady friend. Just don't be creepily into her when you first meet and you'll be fine.

This is going to be a long week folks. I'm sorry this post was a little out there but that's where my brain is right now.

When the boyfriend meets the family.

Dinner went really well last night. My mother had to say to Dave "you know we never meet any guy that she's dating. She's so secretive." This is true. I rarely introduce my family to someone I'm seeing, but there's a good reason. I always have it in my head that if I ask them to meet my family they will freak out and run. I also have a track record of my relationships only lasting a short amount of time so why introduce them to my family? I figured since I've met Dave's family and we're been together since the summer it was time. Also, my mother wouldn't stop asking me to meet him.

We had dinner at the Cheese Cake Factory. I'll never understand why that place is always a mad house. It's good but it's not let's wait an hour for a table because this food is amazing good. I ordered pasta that I'm pretty sure is going to leave me with garlic breath for a week. Let's make out!

My mother is an interesting gift giver. Interesting in a good way though. You never know what she's going to add into the gift bag but it's usually something you'll use. For example, I am now the proud owner of hello kitty band-aids because "you do trip a lot". Ok you know me well mom. I am a klutz. She also made me a card which is actually really cute.

My mom is really good at scrapbooking and apparently making cards. Yes that would be a baby picture of me. She gave me a little bit of money to help me out with the vet bill. Any little bit helps so I was really thankful for that.

Do I dare eat my left over pasta and reek of garlic again? I probably will.

Twitter handle or phone number?

I read recently that guys should have a twitter account for picking up girls at bars.

If I was at a bar and I asked someone for their phone number and they gave me their twitter handle I would be a little insulted. To me that says "I'm not really interested and I don't want to give you my number."

Social media is great but let's not forget that real life exists too. Not everyone is on twitter and that's ok. I would never turn down a guy because he didn't have a twitter. You could be missing out on someone great.

If you like someone give them your number. If you don't, well I suggest giving your twitter handle.

Anyone have thoughts on this? Am I crazy?

#Dating in Boston. It's rough out here!

I was reading Jen Friel's blog posts about the dating scene in Boston.  God do I feel her pain.  I don't know what it is about Boston guys but they need to step up their game.  Boston guys will make eyes at you from across the bar but they won't come over to you.  Because I'm an outgoing person I'll usually just go over to them.  I wish I didn't have to though.  I don't know if it's this attitude like, you should come to me or what but come on dudes!  Just come over and say hi.  Don't sit there and expect the girl to come to you.

I have friends who moved here for school or for various reasons and most of them have commented on how horrible the dating scene is here.  At first I stuck up for Boston dudes.  Then I started traveling more and realized they're right.  Boston dudes make it rough.  They are standoffish and expect you to do the work.  I'm not going to come and talk to you if you look like you're too cool to share the same air is the people around you.

So this is my tip from me to you.  Relax a little Boston dudes, look approachable.  Don't just make eyes at a girl.  Go on over and talk to her.  I'm use to it because I'm from here but you're giving the wrong impression to non-Bostonians.  I know there are some nice Boston dudes out there who are confident enough to walk up to a girl and say hello but we could use a few more.

Oh and Boston ladies.  Not every guy is out to treat you like crap.  It's ok to be nice.

Running into your #OKCupid rejects and something about a hurricane.

Happy Friday lovely readers. Us East coasters are getting ready for Hurricane Irene. Better pull my boat out of the water. I seriously hope that you know I'm kidding. If I had a boat I'd be on it right now with T-Pain and Andy Samberg.  You never know how seriously to take these things.  I mean obviously if they tell you to evacuate you should and I would not want to be near the coast on Sunday but the news just goes crazy with this stuff.  I have a flash light and candles.  I'm going to get some extra water and maybe some tasty snacks and have a hurricane party with the cats.

Speaking of cats - I saw this hoodie in Target with a lion on it and I knew I had to have it.

I don't know if I've mentioned this before but I pretty much love anything with lions or tigers on it.  Maybe it's the cat lady in me.  I also love hoodies.  How could I resist?  I didn't.

Anyways, I had an interesting T ride this morning.  I look up from my book and I totally recognize the dude across from me.  Every dating website I've been on he's messaged me.  Over the years I've been on a few dating sites off and on.  I try one out for a little bit and I either get bored, annoyed or start seeing someone so I delete my profile.  I've tried Match, OKCupid and Plenty of Fish.  Every time I put a profile up on one of these sites he is on there sending me a message.  I always ignore his messages because his profile creeps me out.  He sounds way too desperate and I get the feeling he would cling to any girl that showed him any sort of attention and there he is sitting across from me. 

He didn't give me any strange looks so I don't think he recognized me but then again he was wearing sunglasses so for all I know he could have been staring me down.

I have a track record of running into people I've rejected from dating sites.

Christmas of 2007.  I'm at a former co-workers Christmas party when I see this guy walk in who I had been on two dates with a couple months back but just wasn't feeling it.  I had starting seeing someone else so I broke it off using that excuse rather than "I'm just not into you".  He seemed cool with it at the time. 

He sees me and makes a B line directly for me.  I can tell by watching him that he's drunk which is odd considering he told me he didn't drink.

I don't drink drunk dude:  Ginny!!!  What are you doing here!  It's so good to see you!

at this point I'm having the most awkward hug of my life.

me:  Hey I don't drink drunk dude.  How are you?

IDDDD:  Oh man well this girl I was seeing just dumped me so I decided to get drunk.

WTF!  He was so anti-drinking when I met him and now he's wasted.  He poured his drunken heart out to me for a few minutes and then wandered off.  Ok, I can deal with this.  He's harmless and just upset about being drumped.

And then I see him standing up on a chair.  I don't know how I knew what was going to happen next but I did.  He's going to make an announcement.  Shit, this is bad BAD.

IDDDD:  Guys!  Guys!  I have something to say.

the whole party stops and everyone looks at him.

IDDDD:  This girl!  This girl right here!  She's a really great girl.  And even though she wouldn't date me.  I still think she's a great girl.

This is the part where I die.  I just stand there and I can only imagine the look on my face.  This is why I'm not seeing you!  Because you are out of your flipping mind!!!  The rest of the night I'm fielding questions about how I know him and I tell the truth, that we met online.  I think I turned quite a few people off from online dating that night.

The second incident happened in May of 2009.  I was at a party talking to this dude.  He seemed nice enough but I didn't know if he was my type.  While we're in the middle of our conversation he suddenly asks me "do I know you from somewhere?"  I didn't recognize this guy at all so I said that I didn't think so.  "Are you on okcupid?  Is your user name xxxxxx?"  Why yes that is my user name and I am!  Ok, freak out time, what did I do?  "Yeah we were messaging back and forth and then you just stopped responding."  Oops, sorry about that dude at party.

I was really embarrassed but must have played it off well because he wasn't too upset over it.  He found it kind of funny.  I just don't understand why this crap keeps happening to me.  Does this happen to anyone else?  Running into your OKCupid rejects?  It's a pretty horrible situation but makes for great blogging right?

I hope this doesn't turn you off from online dating.  I think it's a fabulous tool to meet new people and if anything you get some awesome stories out of it.

And now I leave you with a hurricane themed song.  Take it away Panic! at the Disco.

My cat has a shoe fettish and I need some carbs stat

So I think I have a problem.

Bosco has a shoe fetish.

These two pictures were taken about three minutes apart.  I guess he was done with sandals and it was time to move on to flats.  I can't leave any type of footwear on the floor because he will find a way to lay on them.  He's also fat so sometimes this messes with the shape of the shoe.  I suppose there are worse fetishes my cat could have.

Last night I went to a restaurant on the South Shore called Alma Nove.  It's run by Paul Wahlberg, yes that Wahlberg family.  Sadly there were no sightings of Marky Mark or the Funky Bunch.  I had the beet salad and it was delicious.  I'm picky about my beet salad and I suppose now's the time to admit to you all that I love my beets.  True story!

My date was a young gentleman who has great taste in music and knows how to shoot a gun.  He does not like to hunt animals though.  Two points for the young gentleman!  In all seriousness he's really very sweet and treats me like a lady.  He's a few years younger than me but seems to have a good head on his shoulders.  He'll be 24 before I'm 28 which is important to me for no good reason.  Also!  He has the hair that I like.  I'm a sucker for a dude with a nice head of hair.  I'm not going to lie, it's just the way it is.

He showed me around the beach area and we had a drink overlooking the water with a fire pit.  We made fun of the music that was being played (no more Train please.  I don't care if Meet Virginia is on).  I wanted to take some pictures of the view for the blog but I thought that would be rude during a date.  I did manage to send out one tweet.  Bad Ginny, I know.  He was in the bathroom though when I tweeted.  I'm not that rude.  Social media has taken over my life.

I got home around 1 a.m.  That's way past my bed time on a work night but I was having a good time.  Now all I want to do is stuff my face full of carbs.  Ahhhh starchy goodness!  I crave carbs when I'm tired.  It's horrible.  I'll probably be eating all day.  This is my brain on tired.  Tomorrow is Friday so let's perk up around here.