"The story ends, as stories do
Reality steps into view
No longer living life in paradise - of fairy tales..."
Forget putting my kids to bed with fairytale stories, I'm putting them to bed with Anita Baker's Fairy Tales. This way my girls will be prepared for womanhood and love. It's not so much that I don't agree with the fairy tale of finding love; it's that damn Prince Charming that I have issues with. It's what he represents and what he's done to many women (and men) in this world. Prince Charming represents a perfection that is impossible to find. I mean think about it... a white horse? Most dudes I know with that kind of ride are assholes. LOL!
But no really... the problem with perfection is that it does not exist. You see what happened to the Black Swan chick. You will die trying to be perfect or in the case of this blog, you will die waiting on it. I've heard both men and women nit-picking the things that their significant other doesn't do. Hell I've been told by a former lover about what I don't do. Apparently it scared him. He wanted someone who was going to do all the things that he needed. And he was released from his contract to find someone who does. The thing is: that person is going to be missing something too. Now this is a lesson that I've learned myself. In my quest to get my fairytale ending, it's one of the biggest lessons that I have learned. So instead of being obsessed with perfection, I'm looking for a close to perfection.
Is this settling?
Twenty three year old me is probably sucking her teeth and rolling her eyes right now. You see, she was big on not settling. Luckily, with age comes wisdom. I don't think that it is settling. I see it as maturity. I'm older and certain things don't matter to me anymore. So my dream guy list from 23 has some marks through it. Most of the superficial things are gone and have been replaced with important character traits. I've also learned not to focus on the things I don't like about a lover. Because in the end, I may realize that I was sweating the small stuff. You have to ask yourself: is this (whatever it may be) something that I absolutely can't live without? So as I move along looking for my last relationship I have to remember that those fairytales are not what they're cracked up to be. I can't expect the perfect man but I can expect one that's perfect enough. I just hope he doesn't mind me playing Anita Baker for our daughters every night.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Ninjas is Bitches Too
I feel like it's been forever since I have blogged but it's only been a week. I got myself a new gig, I am adapting so forgive me for my tardiness in post. I'm really only speaking to my 1 or 2 readers. LOL
Any who, it's a snow day here in Phoenixland. So I'm sitting here watching Pocahontas, washing clothes, and thinking. Anyone who knows me knows that I have crazy stories about the men I have had in my life. Some of them so unbelievable that they are worth putting them in a book...which I've started multiple times. As I sat here thinking, I thought about my last couple of efforts at the relationship/dating thing. They're all fairly different from each other because I don't have a specific type of man that I go for but they all have one thing in common: they don't know what the hell they want!
It's funny because men say that women never know what they want. But over a process of the last few years I have learned what I want in a man. And no, it's not a list of height, weight, and wallet size preferences; it's plain and simple. I want a man who knows what he wants. This includes all aspects of life: his aspirations, his woman, his children, everything. I believe that when a man is sure in what he wants it makes it easier for me to trust him. Think about our powerful leaders. They have such confidence in their goals that it makes it easier to follow them.
I say my last few had no clue. But let them tell it, they did. There was one who had these things that he knew his lady had to do. I adapted to the things that he wanted. He had a lady that cooked, cleaned, and sexed him up and yet he still found something wrong and stepped out on me. He had what he wanted right? Another just didn't know what he wanted at all. He thought he wanted me but then again he liked his freedom, but wait...he couldn't live without me, and then it was about the things I didn't do. Honey was too confused, I decided for him and left him the hell alone. So yeah, like I said, men always complain that woman are confused and never know what they want. After my last couple of rounds with them I have concluded that "Ninjas is bitches too". And I meant to say is...
Any who, it's a snow day here in Phoenixland. So I'm sitting here watching Pocahontas, washing clothes, and thinking. Anyone who knows me knows that I have crazy stories about the men I have had in my life. Some of them so unbelievable that they are worth putting them in a book...which I've started multiple times. As I sat here thinking, I thought about my last couple of efforts at the relationship/dating thing. They're all fairly different from each other because I don't have a specific type of man that I go for but they all have one thing in common: they don't know what the hell they want!
It's funny because men say that women never know what they want. But over a process of the last few years I have learned what I want in a man. And no, it's not a list of height, weight, and wallet size preferences; it's plain and simple. I want a man who knows what he wants. This includes all aspects of life: his aspirations, his woman, his children, everything. I believe that when a man is sure in what he wants it makes it easier for me to trust him. Think about our powerful leaders. They have such confidence in their goals that it makes it easier to follow them.
I say my last few had no clue. But let them tell it, they did. There was one who had these things that he knew his lady had to do. I adapted to the things that he wanted. He had a lady that cooked, cleaned, and sexed him up and yet he still found something wrong and stepped out on me. He had what he wanted right? Another just didn't know what he wanted at all. He thought he wanted me but then again he liked his freedom, but wait...he couldn't live without me, and then it was about the things I didn't do. Honey was too confused, I decided for him and left him the hell alone. So yeah, like I said, men always complain that woman are confused and never know what they want. After my last couple of rounds with them I have concluded that "Ninjas is bitches too". And I meant to say is...
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