Thing ONE

Thing1Ahhh! Seriously? I must have a label on my forehead:

Have a Girlfriend?: Inquire within.

What is it with me? I may as well add:

Live Across Country?: Pick Me.

I have a knack for attracting/being attracted to the completely *unavailable* guys. Be it emotionally, geographically or BOTH.

This past weekend, I “reconnected” with a certain someone after a brief meeting several months ago, and ended up having the most amazing time. However (stressing heavily here), he is involved with someone [apparently, it’s an unstable situation…but, hello? he’s still in it so I am no fool] and he lives out west! It completely took me off guard, because honestly, I wasn’t expecting to have all that much in common with him, let alone connect on any significant level. Yet, here I am…DAMMIT!!! Every time! I refuse to be “the other girl” or the “Dirty Little Secret” or “Thing 2″…I have resolved (as of my birthday) to be Thing 1 only. No more “maybe he’ll choose me over her inevitably…” Dear Aunt Bessie, I actually was doing that? *sigh*

I need to get out of here…as in GET ON A PLANE and scram! I have plans of Ireland in September…I have to stick with them or I shall go clinically insane….



He Said That

narcissisTypically, I don’t usually give much page time to Dr. D…

Usually, I have far better things to ramble about, however, the words that fall outta his mouth sometimes are far too glorious not to share. I almost convince myself that he isn’t being serious. The thing is, he means every word. To me, it’s pure entertainment and a constant reminder of one of the best decisions I have *ever* made.

Seriously, have you ever been the hapless receiver of any of these lines?


“I am *extremely* talented and good looking.”

“You’re nervous around me; that’s why you’re hot. (I was sweating)”

“Don’t I look like a Super Hero?”

“You got the prime genetics with me, didn’t you?” (referring to our kids)

“You know you still want me, you just won’t admit it.” (note: he’s seriously dating a girl across the state)

“Damn, I am *so* good~looking.”

“What should I do? The babysitter wants me.”

“All these girls keep stuffing phone numbers in my pockets.”

That’s what I remember off the top of my head. There are many more… Hope ya laughed. I did and do.

The Fever


All I can say is THANK GOD my friends are still having bambinos, or I’d be down at the clinic!  There is nothing in this world like holding your newborn child…though holding a dear friend’s brand new babe comes pretty darn close.

My “baby” turned 4 (FOUR!) last month. Where has the time gone? I truly feel as if I’m in a time warp. Make it Stop!

I’d have another baby in a heartbeat. First, I need a (together with me) man….  *sigh*

Two Months?

Holy Cannoli…it’s been TWO WHOLE months since my last post! It should be a crime in the Blog World. Where have I been? I have been distracted. And I’ve been in a bit of a funk. (which I am still in…)

I am usually always “UP”. I have a unique ability to find the positive in just about everything. That’s not changed, I’m just disappointed in where I am at this juncture in life. I’m “together”, yet a mess…  Cryptic, I know.

I have also met a boy. This boy has completely knocked me on my arse. Of course, in true Savored Life fashion, it’s gotta be complicated….it can’t just *BE*. At least now the man is local. (This is a first.) I am just gonna say it plain and simple: It sucks (major big time) when you are face to face with someone that you believe is PERFECT for you, and for some reason…you’re not together. I don’t even want to talk about it, because it requires thinking. I am NOT a thinker ~ I am a feeler…through and through. I can only know that everything happens for a reason…and well…whatever the H, E, double Hockey Sticks it is…I will find out. Patience is NOT my Virtue.

Methinks getting back to writing will distract me from my distraction…

I cannot even write “pretty” today….

Men. And their stupid boy penises

How much more random can I be?

On an entirely different note:

Happy 4th of July!!