Are we romantically challenged?

So being unemployed has resulted in quite a bit of channel surfing. As I mentioned in my last post, OTH has been crowding my DVR, as have old episodes of SATC, The OC, The Bachelorette, HIMYM, and other countless dramedies and sitcoms.

Today I caught an old SATC episode in which Aidan and Carrie have just begun dating. And of course, the ever-insecure Carrie thinks that after a week and a half of dating but not sleeping together, that Aidan just wants to be friends. Aidan takes her out and at the end of each date he has to go home and feed his dog and doesn't want to come in. She's unsure if he's putting her in the friend zone or if his excuse for not staying over is legitimate. After discussing it - and by discussing it, I mean she slams the door in his face when he says he can't come in, Aidan takes the opportunity to explain that he simply doesn't want to rush things. He's been down this road before where he sleeps with someone too quickly and here he stands before her, still single. And apparently he doesn't want to do that with her. He thinks he can see himself caring for Carrie, if you will and he wants to get to that point before getting down between the sheets. After all, it had only been a week and a half at this point.

Could my Gaggle be Evolving this Valentine's Day?

Well this is absolutely NOT what I expected to happen this Valentine's Day. There's a new guy in my gaggle as of Friday night around 2am. I know what you're thinking. 2am. Friday night. Hmm...isn't it true that nothing good ever happens after 2am? But you'd be wrong. I know what else you might be thinking and no, I didn't make any poor decisions. I only exchanged numbers with a tall attractive man and he may or may not end up being a key player in my gaggle pretty soon.

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Well, I'll be damned if I ever figure this out. The games we play and the crazy hoops we jump through for the guy or girl that we think we're crazy about are beyond me. I find it funny that when we're not looking for love it falls in our laps and when we actively seek it out, it's one dead end after another. Why is that? And why is it that some women manage to NEVER be single, and some women can't do anything to get out of their dry spells (unless they resort to prostitution...which isn't an option for any of us with a moral fiber in our bodies)? These questions go through many of our minds on a weekly basis. And I think part of it is society's pressure - our parents were married at 22 (or younger in some cases) and here we are at 25...why don't we have husbands yet? Hey-zeus Christo, mom, get out of my head!

The Game: To play or not to play?

So I don't want to put all my eggs in one basket and I don't want to jinx myself like I talked about last week but I'm beginning to feel more and more like my new-found love-interest is taking on a larger role in my life than I expected him to at this point. And it's hard to transition. You know, you go from like single-ready-to-mingle, I-live-only-for-myself-and-don't-have-to-answer-to-anyone - to all of a sudden being like i-should-invite-him-to-my-non-profit-event-in-3-weeks-just-to-get-it-on-his-calendar-holy-shit-what-am-i-saying-that's-three-weeks-away! It's quite unnerving.