Photo Meme

NKOTB Concert - September 2008

Because Steph tagged me, I figured I’d play along. But since most of my photos are still stored on CD’s and an exernal hard drive, and I have yet to condense everything into one place, I was lucky to have 4 photo folders on my new computer. And since none of the rules stated it had to be a picture of you, here it is.

September 2008, NKOTB concert in TO, 3rd row seat, backstage passes, and one childhood fantasy fulfilled. I love the fact that I have someone’s hand doing the “Rock On” sign, right next to a set of bangs belonging to a girl who was either reliving the big-bang phase of the early 90’s, or just never left it. At this concert it could have been either one.

Here are the rules if you want to play along.

If you’d like to play too, this is the way it works:

1. Go to the 4th picture folder on your computer.
2. Post the 4th picture in that folder.
3. Explain the picture.
4. Tag 4 more people.

*I’m not tagging anyone because just about everyone I know has already been tagged. Sometime in the next few days, I’ll do another post after I’ve combined all my photos into one location.*

Rocking out in 2009

For a couple of years I’ve been pretty closed off to the idea of dating. I didn’t want to invest the time and energy into another relationship since I honestly thought, “What’s the point?”

So, instead, I focused on myself. Figuring out what I want in life, and developing a life plan of sorts.

All that was fine and dandy until last summer when it occured to me that I was starting to get a little lonely. That perhaps dating wouldn’t be such a horrible thing to endure after all.

Enter Theresa, who very nonchalantly introduced me to a friend of hers (again). He was relatively normal, fairly well adjusted, educated, blah, blah, blah.

Only one problem. No sparks. Not even the dull flicker of a firefly.

I gave it a chance to see if anything would develop. Hell, I gave it a good fight, but there was nothing. I was honest with him though, in telling him I wasn’t looking for a relationship. Fast forward 3 months down the road (early December), and I’ve realized I need out.

I end things with him only to meet someone new right about the same time. Someone who doesn’t just give me butterflies, but full-on rabble of butterflies, giggling like a school girl nerves. He’s sweet, he’s cute, he’s intelligent, he’s driven, he’s gainfully employed, and he doesn’t have commitment issues. He’s absolutely NORMAL! His friends? NORMAL!

It sounds like there should be a but at the end of that paragraph, but there’s not. Not a single “if only”, “but he”, etc.

We enjoy spending time together, and can drift off into the comfortable silence that, dare I say it, is important in relationships.

And, for the first time in years, I spent New Year’s in the arms of a really great guy.

So far, 2009 is rocking….

Resolutions? They are so 2008….

Normally I make a detailed list of resolutions for the upcoming year. And, as expected, those resolutions fall by the side of the road by mid-year.

So this year I’m doing something a little different. I’m making one resolution, and one resolution only.

To do whatever I need to do in order to be happy.

If working out makes me happy, then I’ll work out. If I want to veg on the soft on Thursday nights, then damn it, that’s what I’m going to do. And I won’t feel guilty about not meeting some crazy resolution to work out 4 times a week.

If I want to go on a trip and get blitzed for that horrible birthday that’s a good year away, then that’s what I’m going to do. If I decide to take off for a weekend to Buffalo with the guy I’m dating, then that’s what I’m going to do.

This year is all about me and doing what I want, and need, to do in order to find happiness. Resolutions only make me depressed when I look back and realize I didn’t accomplish half of what I set out to do.

So bring on 2009 and whatever it entails. I’m ready for it.