The state of my affairs.

Unfortunately, this blog has taken a back burner in my life and it frustrates me. I consider it failure that I can't seem to balance this with everything else. Heck, that's rather prophetic isn't it? If I can't keep a blog, how on earth am I supposed to find a man?! Alas, another blog for another day.

Today, I intend to return to the original intent of this blog: to document this time in my life so that when I'm 70, I can look back at this and laugh. Who are we kidding? I'm laughing now...but here we go anyway.

1. I had a blind date with a friend of a work colleague. I suppose it technically wasn't a "blind" date as I had previously met him at a conference. Unfortunately, that original meeting was not as memorable for me as it was for him. Nonetheless, we met for drinks...at 7:30 p.m....which is still a concept I can't wrap my head around (I'M STARVING AT 7:30! I WANT REAL FOOD! I WANT MEAT!). We had a nice time with our drinks and talked about all the stuff I would normally want to talk about (small town feels, religion, career aspirations, etc.). Then, he proceeded to say he had lost his wallet, I paid for everything, I offered to share an Uber with him to get him home given the missing wallet but he preferred to walk and I haven't heard from him since. That was in January I think?

2. I barely missed the opportunity to chat with Sean. He came to D.C. the same day I left for Germany. As expected, he was a perfect gentleman in all of our correspondence.

3. I accidentally went on a date with a work colleague. We met for coffee where I thought he wanted to talk about research...which we did...and then he emailed me apologizing for being nervous and asked me to go to an art gallery with him the following week. Realizing what was happening, I politely declined and that seems to be that.

4. I joined CrossPaths which is supposed to be a combo effort of Bumble and Christian Mingle. Unfortunately, as the image indicates, even with a 50 mile radius, this place isn't hopping.

5. Fawkes and I finally met up! I say "finally" because I actually had to cancel our first meeting time given the ultimate demise of my sweet car, Jezebel. Assuming he would think I was lying (of course a girl would cite car trouble as a reason for canceling a date), I totally took a video for him from the side of the road to prove that I wasn't lying. He was a complete champ about it and really, I did enjoy our appetizers and desert (we decided to share those rather than have dinner). We had a great a conversation and he was wonderfully calm when the band of rings I bought at the Louvre in Paris broke and beads scattered all over the floor of the restaurant. The only real trouble was that I didn't want to kiss him. I don't think he wanted to kiss me either as that dinner was the last I heard from him. I mean, we are now Facebook friends so "hey, Fawkes!" :)



It's hard to write because I think we're probably in the dog house with the blog gods. Whoopsies.

I'll be brief and summarize my state of affairs in a bulleted template like Holly did.

1) The last few months of my life have been less inclusive of new prospects, and more inclusive of dodging the bullets that old prospects can throw at you. From spending time back in Oklahoma avoiding the emotions that seeing blasts-from-the-pasts can bring, to receiving a few interesting correspondences (from FB of all places) from guys (Muscles and Quotesy) who were previously blogged about.

2) A woman I know through a previous job called me (on my current office number of all places..) to small talk. And by "small talk" I actually mean "ask why I'm not putting myself out there enough". She also wanted me to "stop waiting around and start living my life." Not only was the entire conversation inappropriate, one-sided, and conflicting...but it was also infuriating. I kept trying to change the subject and remain professional but eventually retorted "I'm sorry..but I can't think of a single aspect of my life where I'm holding back anyyyythinnggg or depriving myself of anythingggg....." Sensing my defensiveness, she commented about how I was too pretty to be single.

.......And then I changed the conversation by asking her if she wanted to adopt a dog from Even Chance. (Man...that always pipes people down....)

3.) My church started a series about relationships last week, which was incredibly interesting. If you're in STL and want to catch the rest of the series with me, feel free to join! The message was about the difference between desires and expectations, and more specifically about how our desires can become problematic...I'm 98.6% sure that our pastor was speaking directly to me, but there's a 1.4% chance that it was also intended for someone else.

Anyway, that's all for now folks.


Hugs and frogs,
Holly & Heather