I want to give a shout out to my amazing business partner / PIC and BGF! (Partner in Crime and Best Good Friend) Liza and her hubbsters just celebrated their 9th year of marriage, (that calls for some Champs!) I on the other hand am still trying to snag a Dear Husband (preferably old, deaf, blind and rich. Does that sound too Anna Nicole?) I have tried the set up, the bar guy, the church member's nephew, the grocery store guy, and yes the online dating website guy.
Seriously?! is there something wrong with me? Why me God? Why waste my good looks and apparently great mommy skills? (Let the record show I don't want to be a mom, but I make a really AWESOME Godmother, the fairy type. Ask Lise and Emily.) But come on. God patience is a virtue and I know praying for patience leads to more lessons in learning patience, but a decade of lessons? Have I not learned it yet? Gees am I really that hard headed??
There is a bright side to this. I found Jesus early on, I know some of you didn't know he was lost, but Jesus is the longest relationship with a man I have ever had. Jesus has been my date to countless parties, weddings, movies, dinners, and yes even the mall. He never complains of how long I take, what we watch, or who comes to dinner. I learned that when you have Jesus you are never alone and he really can give you the strength to humanly show up alone, since usually he is in spiritual form.
So how does one manage to stay sane while single when all your friends are happily or unhappily married? Especially after you hit 30. Isn't that a sin in the south? 30 and unmarried? How did I get here? Gees am I that ugly, crazy, god forbid bitchy? Or do I have incredibly high unattainable standards? Maybe the latter is the real answer. Well you get honest and admit it sucks that all your friends are living out the "life" yo think you want. Then you delight that jesus is your homeboy, that you aren't married to the DB you dated 5 years ago, that you don't have a 6 month old screaming in your ear for no apparent reason, that you get the bed to yourself and on Saturday morning you can sleep for as long as you want.
But in all honesty, let's just say I am glad some of you ladies took some of those men off the market and did not leave them in the thirty something dating pool.... Other guys, I'd give my left ear's hearing for (which isn't much if you know me.) like Peyton, Prince William, or Wentworth Miller. MMMMMmmm probably all crappy to live with.
What I think I need right now is a good single woman bible study. AND NOT ONE WRITTEN BY A MARRIED LADY. I need the 40 something crazy cat lady writing to tell me how to delight more in God and make the best of my relationship with Jesus and Captain Morgan. I mean sometimes dating Jesus for 20 plus years gets old always showing up with a spirit isn't cool. So I started showing up with a different kind of spirit. I discovered that the liquid spirit can bring new adventures to your life. Who doesn't need a Captain? Fourteen years sailing the Caribbean with good ol' Captain Morgan has brought adventure. But if my mom is reading this I was 21 when we met. Not 17 like the math dictates.
Back to the point though. Why am I still waiting?
Seriously?! is there something wrong with me? Why me God? Why waste my good looks and apparently great mommy skills? (Let the record show I don't want to be a mom, but I make a really AWESOME Godmother, the fairy type. Ask Lise and Emily.) But come on. God patience is a virtue and I know praying for patience leads to more lessons in learning patience, but a decade of lessons? Have I not learned it yet? Gees am I really that hard headed??
There is a bright side to this. I found Jesus early on, I know some of you didn't know he was lost, but Jesus is the longest relationship with a man I have ever had. Jesus has been my date to countless parties, weddings, movies, dinners, and yes even the mall. He never complains of how long I take, what we watch, or who comes to dinner. I learned that when you have Jesus you are never alone and he really can give you the strength to humanly show up alone, since usually he is in spiritual form.
So how does one manage to stay sane while single when all your friends are happily or unhappily married? Especially after you hit 30. Isn't that a sin in the south? 30 and unmarried? How did I get here? Gees am I that ugly, crazy, god forbid bitchy? Or do I have incredibly high unattainable standards? Maybe the latter is the real answer. Well you get honest and admit it sucks that all your friends are living out the "life" yo think you want. Then you delight that jesus is your homeboy, that you aren't married to the DB you dated 5 years ago, that you don't have a 6 month old screaming in your ear for no apparent reason, that you get the bed to yourself and on Saturday morning you can sleep for as long as you want.
But in all honesty, let's just say I am glad some of you ladies took some of those men off the market and did not leave them in the thirty something dating pool.... Other guys, I'd give my left ear's hearing for (which isn't much if you know me.) like Peyton, Prince William, or Wentworth Miller. MMMMMmmm probably all crappy to live with.
What I think I need right now is a good single woman bible study. AND NOT ONE WRITTEN BY A MARRIED LADY. I need the 40 something crazy cat lady writing to tell me how to delight more in God and make the best of my relationship with Jesus and Captain Morgan. I mean sometimes dating Jesus for 20 plus years gets old always showing up with a spirit isn't cool. So I started showing up with a different kind of spirit. I discovered that the liquid spirit can bring new adventures to your life. Who doesn't need a Captain? Fourteen years sailing the Caribbean with good ol' Captain Morgan has brought adventure. But if my mom is reading this I was 21 when we met. Not 17 like the math dictates.
Back to the point though. Why am I still waiting?