SOUL MATE-
–noun
a person with whom one has a strong affinity.
Origin: 1815–25
Dictionary.com UnabridgedBased on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2009.
This is the honest definition of the word soul mate. I have been hearing it so much lately, that I decided I needed to write an entire entry on it. I may be the rare breed to think such things, but I think there is more than one soul mate for everyone. "Strong affinity" can apply to anyone. I thought I found my soul mate more than once before I even met Bennett.
When we were doing our marriage counseling, our pastor asked us if we thought we were the only people we could be married to happily. And we both answered no. And neither one of us was hurt by it, because it's the simple truth. You can be married to almost anyone you have a strong affinity for; but you don't want to. You marry the person you want to marry, and that's how that goes.
I can think of 4 people that I thought were my soul mates, and I only married one.
Daniel- I thought this kid was the absolute love of my life. I don't know if it was just young love or stupidity, but I really did think that he was it for me. I almost moved back to Georgia to be with him. This is the classic case of everything happens for a reason. He married another girl that worked at the movie theater and is now living happily with his in-laws in Ohio.
Joseph- Me and Joseph had a very special relationship. He was my first real "boy" best friend that turned into 2 years of torture and love. I honestly don't regret anything with him. He was, and probably continues to be, a great guy. He married one of his best girl friends and is up north living happily with her.
Chris- I thought this was the end with him. I seriously thought, "no more looking around for me, I'm finished." Until I found out that he did not feel that same way, which was heart wrenching, but survivable. I always tended to need him more than he wanted or needed me. We shared a few great moments that I won't forget, and hopefully he won't either, but this is THE case of bad timing. And again everything happens for a reason.
Bennett- Bennett is my soul mate that I wanted to marry. He is a great husband, my best friend and everything in between. I can play with him; he loves me FOR my screaming at football games and for my ability to make an ass out of myself in pretty much every situation. He makes me feel safe and comfortable and always smells good. He is my absolute favorite person in the world.
So there you have it. Could I have married any of these people and probably been happy? Yes. But did I? No. I married Bennett and am as happy as a clam.
That's about all you're going to get out of me for today.
Brett who?
21.8.09
Ok, so I hate Brett Favre. And this is a very very very hard thing for me to say, because I am a Packer's fan. I have been ever since my dad put the Packer bear in my crib. But, he is dead to me.
When he decided he wanted to become a Viking is the day he died. And the day that I really lost all respect for him. And I'm serious about that.
He has done nothing but be a serious pain in the ass since he fake retired, with his fake tears...blah blah. He can say Green Bay didn't want him back, but why would they?? They had practiced all camp without the son of a bitch, and then he comes back and is all like, oh I think I want to play. Then cause all this drama, and I'm glad the Packers told him to take a hike. And I"m glad that he choked in the last part of last season. And I'm glad that instead of walking into cheers at Lambeau, that he will walk into boos. If his old ass can hold out till November, when he will have to come into Lambeau to play.
It really makes me sad. He was like an idol to me; somebody that I wanted to watch play before he retired, somebody who I thought deserved resect and awe and admiration. But he is a washed up, old nobody who thinks he can still throw like he did 10 years ago. And it's ridiculous, and if these stupid radio stations here don't stop talking about it, I might throw up.
Onto better things....I actually got promoted at work. I can't even believe it. I am now the ADRM of the district, and it feels really good!! I had one lady who cried over the other guy leaving, and she really hurt my feelings, but everyone else seemed pretty receptive about it, and didn't mind so much. So we'll see how that goes...hopefully it'll go well. I stuck it out, and it finally paid off.
When he decided he wanted to become a Viking is the day he died. And the day that I really lost all respect for him. And I'm serious about that.
He has done nothing but be a serious pain in the ass since he fake retired, with his fake tears...blah blah. He can say Green Bay didn't want him back, but why would they?? They had practiced all camp without the son of a bitch, and then he comes back and is all like, oh I think I want to play. Then cause all this drama, and I'm glad the Packers told him to take a hike. And I"m glad that he choked in the last part of last season. And I'm glad that instead of walking into cheers at Lambeau, that he will walk into boos. If his old ass can hold out till November, when he will have to come into Lambeau to play.
It really makes me sad. He was like an idol to me; somebody that I wanted to watch play before he retired, somebody who I thought deserved resect and awe and admiration. But he is a washed up, old nobody who thinks he can still throw like he did 10 years ago. And it's ridiculous, and if these stupid radio stations here don't stop talking about it, I might throw up.
Onto better things....I actually got promoted at work. I can't even believe it. I am now the ADRM of the district, and it feels really good!! I had one lady who cried over the other guy leaving, and she really hurt my feelings, but everyone else seemed pretty receptive about it, and didn't mind so much. So we'll see how that goes...hopefully it'll go well. I stuck it out, and it finally paid off.
Weirdest Thing Ever
15.8.09
So I was reading this article in Glamour (I somehow have a subscription to this magazine, accidental, I don't know....that's another story), and it was about these girls that go on craigslist or other websites, can't remember the names right now, but they look for sex with strangers. They don't want any connection with anyone, and do it just for the thrills.
I don't think I would ever be that, well I guess you could say, adventurous, or that dumb depending on how you look at it. I didn't really read about that Craigslist killer, or really know much about it until reading that article, but in a way, they kind of asked for it. It's the simple rules that your parents tell you about before going away to college; meet on common ground, don't give the guy any chance to have any power over you. And this really applies to someone you may have only talked to once or twice on the phone and maybe have emailed or texted, or whatever . Call me old-fashioned, but I think the only way to truly get to know a guy is to actually go out with him. See how he acts in public, see if he is even someone who you want to sleep with instead of suggestive texts. (which can be fun in their own right, but ONLY with people you intend to see the next day).
Now, I'm not old-fashioned enough not to believe in the one-night stand, but that usually includes an actual date with someone you might actually know from somewhere. You know what they look like, you know how they are, and you don't have to interpret an online profile of some dude who may not be the super stud he portrays himself to be.
I guess I can see the "adrenaline-rush" you can get from just going to some guy's house and having sex with him (I'm pretty sure the girl in the magazine has a website...craiglist whore or something to that effect on this very same blogspot.com), but I would be scared that this guy would either be some sexual weirdo or try to kill me . I guess I'm just not very adventurous.
I don't know: I guess it was just an interesting article worth sharing . I may try to go find this girl's website to try to find out exactly what is going on upstairs...and down.
I don't think I would ever be that, well I guess you could say, adventurous, or that dumb depending on how you look at it. I didn't really read about that Craigslist killer, or really know much about it until reading that article, but in a way, they kind of asked for it. It's the simple rules that your parents tell you about before going away to college; meet on common ground, don't give the guy any chance to have any power over you. And this really applies to someone you may have only talked to once or twice on the phone and maybe have emailed or texted, or whatever . Call me old-fashioned, but I think the only way to truly get to know a guy is to actually go out with him. See how he acts in public, see if he is even someone who you want to sleep with instead of suggestive texts. (which can be fun in their own right, but ONLY with people you intend to see the next day).
Now, I'm not old-fashioned enough not to believe in the one-night stand, but that usually includes an actual date with someone you might actually know from somewhere. You know what they look like, you know how they are, and you don't have to interpret an online profile of some dude who may not be the super stud he portrays himself to be.
I guess I can see the "adrenaline-rush" you can get from just going to some guy's house and having sex with him (I'm pretty sure the girl in the magazine has a website...craiglist whore or something to that effect on this very same blogspot.com), but I would be scared that this guy would either be some sexual weirdo or try to kill me . I guess I'm just not very adventurous.
I don't know: I guess it was just an interesting article worth sharing . I may try to go find this girl's website to try to find out exactly what is going on upstairs...and down.
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