Confession # 90

I do well with parents.

Friday night I went to the SAP Open with one of mine friends, and his parents.

They were visiting over the long holiday weekend from Southern California, and my buddy needed a date. I have not met anyone’s parents in a long, long time. It was a little strange. Especially since I am not romantically involved with this friend and they desperately want him to settle down with a nice girl.

There lies the rub. How does one walk that thin line of be a “Great Girl” and “THE GIRL”.

I was nice, charming and clever. I carried on interesting and intelligent conversations. I took an in interest in them, their family and friends. I even took the mother’s side when my friend was out of line. I was a parent’s wet dream.

To prove it, the phone call came this morning.

F-- “My mom really liked you… Really liked you.”
BB-- “Oh!”
F-- “She wants to know if you want to come down sometime for a the weekend. I told her we were just friends, and she said she knew, but would love to have you down sometime anyway.”
BB-- “Oh… well I guess that could be fun.”
F-- “NO!”
BB-- “Okay… well tell her, thank you for the invite, but I am really busy and will have to take a rain check.”
F-- “Already did.”

What can I say—I do well with parents. If you don’t want your mom to bond with your date, take a rollergirl.

Thoughts from the bench...

The day after Valentine’s Day is the best day to go out when you are single.

It is almost like we all come out and ask, are they all gone?

We take back our favorite restaurants, bars, coffee house and clubs. We are loud and funny. We are at ease. We know what we are dong. We are having a great time.

All my thoughts of getting off the bench disappeared as I realized that I am not sitting at home alone on the bench, but living a life that makes me happy. A life full of great friends and good times.

So for those of you who know exactly what I am talking about, go to iTunes and download:

Single
by Natasha Bedingfield

If you already have, play it loud and proud. Hell! Make it the ringtone on your mobile.

If you are not familiar with the song here are the lyrics-->

Ah yeah that's right
All you single people out there
This is for you

I'm not waitin' around for a man to save me
(Cos I'm happy where I am)
Don't depend on a guy to validate me
(No no)
I don't need to be anyone's baby
(Is that so hard to understand?)
No I don't need another half to make me whole

Make your move if you want doesn't mean I will or won't
I'm free to make my mind up you either got it or you don't

[Chorus:]
This is my current single status
My declaration of independence
There's no way I'm tradin' places
Right now a star's in the ascendant

I'm single
(Right now)
That's how I wanna be
I'm single
(Right now)
That's how I wanna be

Ah yeah Uh Huh that's right

Don't need to be on somebody's arm to look good
(I like who I am)
I'm not saying I don't wanna fall in love 'cos I would
I'm not gonna get hooked up just 'cos you say I should
(Can't romance on demand)
I'm gonna wait so I'm sorry if you misunderstood

[Chorus]

Everything in it's right time everything in it's right place
I know I'll settle down one day
But 'til then I like it this way it's my way
Eh I like it this way

Make your move if you want doesn't mean I will or won't
I'm free to make my mind up you either got it or you don't
'Til then I'm single

This is my current single status
My declaration of independence
There's no way I'm tradin' places
Right now a star's in the ascendant

Confession # 89

I have been sitting on the bench, dating wise that is, for some time now.

Sitting on the bench isn’t a bad thing, especially since I have my “Three Amigos”.

These are three men who are very good friends of mine but I would not consider any one of them a romantic interest.

They are my Guy Pals; they give me the male perspective on dating, relationships and life in general. They, unlike my Gal Pals, tell me what I need to hear and not what I want to hear.

They are my Safety nets. I know that I am guaranteed a phone call on my birthday, flowers or candy on Valentine’s Day, a kiss at the stoke of twelve on New Year’s Eve, a bowl of chicken soup when I am sick and I know I never have to spend a weekend night alone unless I absolutely want to, because one if not all of them will come to my rescue.

They keep me company as I sit on the bench, but they themselves do not occupy seats.

They all pursue romantic interests that are not me. They all date with some degree or regularity if not success. And they all have active social lives that I do or do not participate in. So I do not worry about leading any of them on.

I like to think that if one were to look at my life from for the outside they might think I have pretty good, sitting here contently on the bench. Having a life full of fun and adventure without any of the drama of a relationship.

My bench warming and their company works for all us. So it seems.

But as I sit here this evening staring at the flower arrangements (sans roses) sent by two of my Amigos and wait for the other to pick me up for dinner and the SAP Open, I wonder if I will ever get off the bench as long as these men are in my life.

Hmmm…

BrazenlyBad’s First Anniversary

One year ago today I started writing my confessions. I would like thank all of you have taken the time to read them.

I don’t know what this next year will hold but I cannot wait to find out.

Stay tuned.