all we really want is to be kissed on the forehead

 i literally feel like carrie fucking bradshaw right now--  minus the incredible apartment, huge walk-in closet filled with manolos and gucci, the endless list of perfect boyfriends, best job in the world writing about SEX, and having semi-fame and credibilty in NYC)  ok so pretty much i just feel like her because I'm typing on a laptop with a concerned, questioning face. But, hey, a girl can pretend...

so these are just some of my thoughts on the whole 'single girl situation' 

We all want the same thing--that great guy with the perfect sense of humor, someone who is sensitive, cute, sweet, smart, and caring. but WHERE IS HE?? Where is my kiss on the forehead?  I am SKIN STARVED (copyright Ambir Sniezko, that sexy bitch)  and when i say i have been getting out there i mean it is literally like when the speaker asked charlotte (in sex and the city) if she is REALLY out there and carrie responds with, "no... SHE'S out there!" I mean that is me!!!! everyday stepping out of my apartment with an open heart and an open mind (even if that means settling, i mean i'm kidding, but not really) My mom always said be patient and be picky. But when does picky become limiting and closed off? It's funny because normally this would be the part in the episode where the main character finds the information out in a cute fun way with a new guy just swooping in and solving all of our heroine's troubles. Ok, well i'm ready to be swooped. SERIOUSLY go ahead and swoop! anytime now!  but until then i will just question and long for that kind of romance.  Pathetic. 

And one more thing, i'm sorry but that's never true when someone says "oh i'm perfectly happy alone, i've got an apt a great job, blah blah"   No you're not happy! I mean you might be ok, but it's like cake without the frosting, bacon with no eggs (ok that would still be good) or wine without CHEESE!!!!  Life is still good, but it would be great to share that with someone, ya know?  I hope one of these days I'm reading back over these blogs and I'm deliriously happy with my sexy stud husband, with my two little daughters running around me, while I'm clinking my glass shouting  "girls mommy needs more wine!"  Then i will look back reading these blogs LONGING for that single girl freedom, that chance to get up and go where i want when i want at the drop of a pin. So for now i guess all i can do is enjoy it. live it up while i can. sleep around. get drunk with my girlfriends. and splurge on things just for me (candles and perfume!)