Congratulations To AuSex

“When I was born, the doctor looked at my mother and said, ‘Congratulations, you have an actor!'”~ Sally Field

So let’s end the evening of blogging with something happy. Something new and fresh. Something POSITIVE.

This is my super-intense-batteries-not-included-underground-no-admittance-without-the-password-under-scrutiny-by-an-oath-of-silence-members-only-fabulously-set-to-music-primarily-awesome-most-beautiful-world’s-most-terrific-top-notch-redheaded-secret-friend.

But you can call her Aussa.

She is also known for her cult definition to the word supercalifragilisticexpialidocious as you will see a photograph of her in the margins for that specific dictionary entry.

I know her because she has a blog as well. And truth be told, she has twice as many followers to it as I have to this blog. In addition, her blog is far better than mine is.

Aussa today wins the Internet Award for her blog post that she produced earlier in the day. I do not know how she feels about winning blog awards, so I will skip the award memes here. To be safe.

It appears as if she is now going through a major life transition with her significant other, she refers to as The Boyfran. Such a transition that it is difficult for many to fathom. But she is hopeful that this transition will be happy and healthy as she deals with the fact that she now has the option of whether or not to use the name of The Boyfran to refer to the significant other known as simply, Alex.

This just happened.

Amalgamation of names resulting in a delightfully fun term of AuSex to define the two of them together in this relationship in which the parameters have greatly changed.

I’ve known Aussa for about a year through the commonality if our blogs and have been in contact with her on a socially acceptable personal level for that same amount of time.

As of recently, she has been featured in Cosmopolitan magazine. No lie!!!

Aussa is the luxury fountain of knowledge based on her own travels, experiences, and of course… styles.

And now she’s entering into a different stage, a new chapter if you will, in her life with her significant other.

To put it very bluntly, I could not be any happier for the both of them as they embark on this journey together as their lives will soon become one path as man and wife.

I originally had an actual visit to Aussa in person, one-on-one somewhere, possibly at some event on my bucket list. But it was to happen within the next ten years. Now with this new update, I’ll be including the mister as well in that visitation IF she’ll have me.

Each and every blog post that she composes sheds a light into her brilliance and expertise along with her professionalism in knowing just how to get the point across to her readers by way of tales. I wished I was as good at it as she is.

Now if only she will accept my goat sacrifice in her honor. In which it will be the first of many.

Check out her blog. Join it. Be one with it. Learn from it. BE the blog!! Subscribe and follow her blog as you will not be disappointed with the levels of entertainment that she brings. And the expertise of seriousness towards other fateful issues of every day life when humor has no place.

Tell her that DAMBREAKER sent you in her comment section. And be blessed by Aussa’s writings. As well as enjoy them as much as I have this past-almost-a-full-year. I will be sure to put it in with the other important links in the Blog Roll.

Her latest blog post can be found here:

http://aussalorens.com/2014/09/23/say-goodbye-boyfran/

I Cracked The Code

“When I was growing up, I dreamed about becoming a cowgirl, a detective, a spy, a great actress, or a ballerina. Not a dentist, like my father, or a homemaker, like my mother – and certainly not a writer, although I always loved to read.”~Judy Blume

So back in March, or the end of February of this year, I departed from hanging out with one of the neighbors.

Now almost six months later, I’ve been able to crack the code on the entire situation.

I will refer to the neighbor in question as Liz.

Liz as you  can tell from the previous post really went on a rampaged attack on me when I least suspected it. This behavior caused me to refuse to go back over to Liz’s apartment no matter what it was for. It didn’t matter.

But today the case is solved on Liz. The code has been cracked. The secret was unveiled.

Liz unfortunately works too hard in maintaining her relationships with people. She does far too much to make sure that people that she considers to be a friend is going to stay in that friendship.

Back in the day when I used to drink Dr Pepper, Liz would go out of her way to buy some form of Dr Pepper just so it was in the house and if I ever stopped by, she could offer me a refreshment and be a good host. If I had never gone over there, then there would be no reason for her and her husband to go out and buy it. They probably would still be buying their usual Ginger Ale soft drinks. But because I DID go over there and I DID drink Dr Pepper, they went meet half way and buy the Diet Dr Pepper and serve it.

You’re busted!

Liz apparently has fallen into this state of trying too hard to be everyone’s best friend. She was buying food, gifts, and other things for the person who was living directly next door to them. But that particular neighbor left because Liz is in a nasty habit of interrupting her husband (and other people) and shouting over the top of people to disrupt whatever conversation is going on without her so that she can make her point, whatever it may be or she would do it so that she too could participate in whatever conversation got started without her.

There’s something awfully wrong when your very neighbor that lives beside you decides to cut you off suddenly. Even to the point where all of the gifts that Liz had given to her were actually returned.

Liz’s insecurities in life seems to cause her to try TOO MUCH and TOO HARD to make things work with other people. Liz is the kind of person that when she meets someone and primarily gets along with the other person well enough that she aims to be that person’s #1 BFF in the entire world. She aims to be that one person, that one friend, that whenever a person has a problem or an issue or something is bothering them… that they go straight to Liz to talk about it.

What better ways to solidify that path to begin by gifts and purchases and incentives to offer whatever the person enjoys, such as me with Dr Pepper for an example. 

And as she continues to do so, she doesn’t realize that she is pushing people away instead of making sure that the glue is bonding. And when that seal of a bending relationship begins to crumble… Liz doesn’t take responsibility for her OWN actions. And if she’s at fault, the buck is being passed.

To this day… months later…. Liz is blaming Super C (from the previous post) about the troubles between Liz & I. The truth of the matter is that Liz’s mouth damaged the friendship that she and I had. Not Super C. Super C was innocent. And Liz is just dragging Super C into everything nowadays and I wonder what in the world Liz has against Super C.

People…. I honestly hope that the lesson here is quickly learned. Stop trying so hard to impress people in order to develop a friendship with someone. No matter how lonely life gets, if you try TOO hard or TOO MUCH then your plans are going to explode into your face. If you are having to try that hard to maintain your relationships then you might want to think again about whether or not its worth having to do that much for a person’s affection and attention because I would guess that deep down its not.

As for Liz, she’s burned every last bridge with people here on the property and nobody gives her any slack. According to everyone else she messed up everything. But nooooo… poor Super C gets the blame, and Super C doesn’t even know that the finger of Liz points at her back.

I implore you all, NEVER get to a situation where you are like Liz. Bottom line… at the end of the day, you’re going to be pretty lonely.

 

Do Only One Thing

“Throw caution to the wind and just do it.”~ Carrie Underwood

Okay so guys listen up. 

I was privy to talk to a woman who was willing to give up a secret on a simple task of making a woman happy and full of appreciation.

Are you ready for this valuable information???

Do ONE simple thing for her. Just one thing. And it doesn’t even have to be something so expensive or time consuming. Do one simple thing that will let her know that you are thinking about her. 

An e-mail that tells her something. A text message that you are daydreaming about her. A quick voice mail on her busy cell phone that is turned off so that she is not distracted by the ringing during her important part of the day or work.

So I took these things into consideration and tested them out.

The first communication I made with a woman this morning, I sent a text message saying that the skies were clear and the sun was bright but not as bright as she is. It wasn’t much but she LOVED IT! So much did she love it that she expressed herself back in reciprocation in ways that I had never heard her speak to me before. 

I randomly sent a text message to another woman, saying that I could swim in her blue eyes forever. Which is borderline everything in the book …. but you know what??? It made her pay attention to me for the rest of the afternoon until she had no other choice but to end the conversation. But quickly invited me to contact her later. 

One thing guys. Only do one thing. 

Give her a LOVE BOMB if you feel so inclined. 

The thing about it, is that she’s going to see that she’s been on your mind for at least 30 seconds and she’s going to take that into consideration and feel wanted, desired, and appreciated. 

And oh, the bonus points you’ll end up receiving unknowingly. They will remember and they will reward. 

So remember: Do only one thing to capture her attention. And then go from there. Just don’t forget to follow up and keep going!!!!! 

Rent A Rebound

“My breakup with AT&T is final, and I’m done with Skype as the rebound guy.”~ Elayne Boosler

Thanks to the good people over at SourceFed, a YouTube channel full of umm… “news” …. I was made aware of this fine service that is available in the UK.

RENT A REBOUND helps create for you a lifestyle of a rebound boyfriend/girlfriend that will work over your ex’s senses to the point of absolutely jealousy and envy.

And that is the entire point of the service. A FAKE “significant other” or a bot, will be created just to fit your lifestyle on social media websites. And they will even create further fake “friends” for you so it seems as if you are suddenly the hottest commodity on the market. You know, now that you are single. Setting up fake fights over the Internet so that people will start paying more attention to you. And of course to make those exes of yours so insanely jealous that they’ll go crazy trying to figure out what they just left behind.

All of this for £399… about $500 USD.

So what do you think? Is this service worth it?? Is it something you would use?? Check out their website and then let me know in the comment section.

http://wish.co.uk/rent-a-rebound/

SNAFU Of Lesser Values

Well this stinks.

Today is the birthday of one of my most cherished people from my past and my memories.

I don’t EVER hear from her any more. Other than when I send a cordial e-mail to her on days like today. Usually once a year, I e-mail her with some kind of random birthday message filled with love.

But she’s not one to receive that kind of thing. Why is it that I always find the women that once you even HINT at the “L word” that they wanna pull out all of their hair, spork their eye balls out of their sockets and run screaming into the hills?? Seriously.. you all need to work on that. Its 2014 for crying outloud.

At any rate, I realize that this long lost pillar of admiration of mine has Facebook. So I went for the add. Request was accepted.

I thought she lived just outside of the Houston, Texas area. But it was a shock to see that she no longer is living there. But rather on the other side of the state.

Meanwhile, I have been going on a Facebook rampage using the hack and slash method against my Friends List. And literally took the definition of decimation and applied it.

Shock and horror surfaced as I realized that my admiration pillar now lives in the SAME community/city as does the one that I had affectionately named “the succubus.”

I’ve mentioned her before, she’s the one that has all the talk, but has no walk. I actually had the testicular fortitude to delete her from Facebook. The thing about it, is that it will take her months to figure out that I’m gone. So, on the surface it appears that I am in good shape.

But with the admiration pillar being there currently, it seems as if I may have reacted or acted prematurely? I mean, I don’t know…. I didn’t know that the two separate camps were in the same area as one another. I’d love to finally meet face to face with the one that I do admire so much. But I would also like to try and leave the succubus out of it.

The rubbish that entertains one’s soul on a Thursday morning.

 

What Happened To Good Old Fashioned Truth?

“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.”~ Buddha

The Truth. Where did it go? Has anybody seen it? Does anyone speak it? And why all of a sudden are MEN coming to me, during this short time period of a post-Valentine’s Day???

Women: You’re severely dropping the ball here!!

In the past five days alone, two men have sat there, afraid that they were about to lose their masculinity because they cried on my shoulder. Why? Because women, of all people, have not been telling them the truth.

Male victim #1 came rushing after being what he called “blind-sided” by a woman that he had been chasing for the past year. She said to him that she was unavailable for dating until she got her feet on the ground and her life turned around in a better and more positive direction. She had in the past been going through some hardships and it was because of her own choices. He didn’t push as hard but he kept himself in her circles so that she would not forget about him. And apparently he would be a little flirty and what not just to keep the lines of interest open. He was expected to “wait out the storm” for about a year to a year and a half. And somewhere in the middle of that time period, he was being flirty to the one he liked and she came back with “I don’t think that my boyfriend would like that too much.”

When he asked how long that she had been dating… her answer would literally turn his stomach into knots to the point where he was literally crying in my presence. Holding his stomach, and getting the dry heaves.

Male victim #2 had a similar case of the fibs. His “dream girl” told him to wait for her too. Different situation and different reasons why to wait. Until he too came by very recently, drunk as a skunk and cussing like a sailor because of his anger and frustration over the fact that there are rumors that the woman he had waited for had been involved with another man the entire time.  The only difference is that victim #2 is battling rumors and has no way of finding out for sure whether or not what he’s been told is truthful or not.

Until the stress from the situation got him to a dark place. So he had no choice but to confront and ask. And of course, his dream girl denies everything…. but in his eyes he felt something was wrong. The next morning, the dream girl changed her Facebook relationship status to “in a relationship with ________” and it wasn’t his name.

I’ve been where victim #1 has been. I’ve personally been there once before. It was not fun at all. In fact, it was torture. On the odd side of things it did make it easier for me to just walk away from her. That was the unusual part.

So here’s the question: Why not tell the truth from the beginning? Who cares about whether or not you are afraid its going to hurt someone, would you rather hurt them with the truth than KILL them with lies?

Two things are going to happen in this arena when it comes to lies and deception:

#1- Once a person believes in a lie, they are going to live their life as if that lie is the truth because they are not going to think or believe that the reality is any other way. And that’s going to cause the liar to have to keep up and remember all the lies they’ve told … just to keep the lies going.  So once the lie is exposed, depending on how much time has gone by and how much that person who was lied to, believed in it…. will determine how much damage there’s to come of this. Again, why lie when you just hurt someone’s feelings and be done with it? Because feelings will heal and we will move on. Becoming damaged on the other hand, is totally different.

#2- No matter what you say, no matter what you do. Lies will ALWAYS be revealed. Truth trumps lies!! It doesn’t matter what you do or what you say…. in time (or I should say IN ITS OWN TIME) the lies will unravel and your deception will be in the spotlight. And you’ll have nothing left to hide behind but your own sadness. Not because of guilt but because you got caught. Just telling someone a bunch of crap because that’s what you think that the other person wants is not being so honest. And quite frankly if you have been lying, you deserve the reaction and consequence that will come forth.

WHY HAVE WE STOPPED TELLING THE TRUTH TO ONE ANOTHER?? Especially when it comes to relationships and how we treat one another. Telling the truth might be a new concept in 2014, but good grief!! That’s the way it used to be. So, why not go back from where we came?

We as human being needs to do one another right.

 

Breaking Up On Valentine’s Day: Part II

“If it’s illegal to rock and roll, throw my ass in jail!~Kurt Cobain

Amazingly enough, there’s been a big enough buzz about the previous post that I wrote over the subject of breaking up on Valentine’s Day that was done by a colleague by sending his significant other BLACK roses ON Valentine’s Day.

I don’t know why it became such a hot topic and why people were buzzing about the follow-up. But you, the reader, asked for it. Now prepare yourself for the dramatic conclusion in Part II.

The colleague as I now understand had delivered to TWO separate places that was intended to be on the holiday itself. One dozen was to be at the home and the other delivery was to be at her place of work. But the delivery at home came on the 13th. A day early. And they were both home at the time.

The doorbell rang and he got up from their little “love nest” of cuddling in the evening time as was their habit. Only to find out that it was the delivery of black roses and his not-so-kind letter of “Get out of my life!!” attached with the devious bouquet.

Instead he never answered the door and the delivery man was insistent on ringing the door bell. It alerted the girlfriend and she yelled at him to finally just answer the door. He said that he felt that he had to escape. So he ran upstairs far away from her as possible on the other end of his glorious multi-level home and locked himself inside of a bathroom.

He had expected that his girlfriend was going to be lazy and ignore the constant nagging of the door bell. But he was wrong and she answered it. Only to find this large box of what she assumed was roses being delivered to her. But confused when the delivery man read the note of “Get out of my life!” after all…. why would she have to get out of the delivery man’s life?? It didn’t make sense to her.

So she tipped the guy (evidently) and then opened the box, only to find that the roses that she thought were inside were in fact roses …… but BLACK.

What happened next, depends on which side that you wanna listen to and believe.

Being that I know the man in this relationship a lot easier, I will give you his side. Because HER side is unavailable.

He was hiding in the upstairs bathroom after he heard her cussing and screaming for several minutes. Then apparently she burst into tears asking “WHY??”aloud. Then there was more cursing and screaming and then she began to call out for him.

He faked as if he was using the toilet and apparently it took her several minutes to find him. He said that going upstairs was a mistake, that is of course IF he wanted to leave the house. At first he didn’t but after the constant nagging of her calling his name, he said he just wanted to slither out of the second story window and get out of there.

She found him. He FAILED to lock the door. But he also mentioned that he didn’t think that it would’ve mattered because she would have had the patience to wait him out.

But before he knew it, she was crying and screaming and wanting to know why he wanted her to leave. And she APPARENTLY didn’t give him enough time to answer any questions that she asked. Unless they were just rhetorical and coming from raw emotion.

She threw a few of the roses at him before she charged him in the hallway. The chase throughout the house began as he tried to escape to the downstairs. But she would catch him and start slapping and punching along his head and back.

The carrying sounds of her screaming wave after wave of obscenities alerted someone outside and they called the police. And that was the only thing that saved him after they showed up on the scene.

He has two black eyes, a broken nose and a chipped tooth in the front. His smile is for now, wrecked. But he’s got the cash to fix that.

She however was taken away and led to jail and he refused to pay to get her out. So as far as I personally can tell…. she’s still in jail awaiting a court appearance for beating his ass. I mean seriously– she tore him UP!!

He’s an idiot though to have thought that this wouldn’t happen to him.

He went to the hospital and then was released. That very night, he hired some illegal Mexicans to clear the house of her stuff and just to put it out on the lawn at the end of the long driveway. Nothing of hers remains inside the house.

He is expecting to receive a call whenever she is released from jail. I don’t know though if that has happened yet or not. He acts weird when he’s on pain medication. So I don’t talk to him or call him too much.

He suggests I call the police if she shows up here. But he doesn’t think she’ll take the walk all the way from one side of the city to the other. But “just in case” …. just call the cops.

Now he’s trying to get her fired from her job, since the company that she is working for is one that he personally owns.

So there’s your closure ladies and gentlemen.

Google Plus Be Thy Great Satan

Another One Bites The Dust

“The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten.”~ Cesare Pavese

Amazing how quickly that I can get into trouble by clicking on a few “bad links” over the Internet.

Lost in translation to many, I found myself wandering the pages of Google Plus.

This is NOT a social networking site that I frequent at all. In fact, the only reason why I have it in the first place is because of the stupid merge that YouTube had with Google.

Before I knew it, I couldn’t have my old YouTube account without linking it to some Google Plus account. So I gave in, for the sake of YouTube.

Until a few days ago.

My fingers moving quicker than my own brain, clicking that stupid mouse key until I found myself into someone else’s Google Plus account. At once I thought why not?!? So I went to add a few people to my circles but didn’t realize that there was a daily limit to that action. And then I found that feature that every social networking site has, called the “From your contacts” which will go into any other networking site you may have or your e-mail address book and find friends.

I FOUND MYSELF IN PURE HELL IN EVERY SENSE OF THE DAMNED WORD!!!!

I found that in the list of friendly Google Plus suggestions, women of my past. Women that I either had something with and it went absolutely and terribly wrong or wanted something with and never got there and then had them fade away.   And of course, as I have been complaining for many years now, some were just friends that my ex at the time had some kind of stupid and ridiculous insecurity about their looking better than she and I was only going to fall for them, so she went way out of her way to ruin the relationships entirely.

Why Google?? Why bring back those horrible and miserable memories?? You bastard! You digital social bastard!!!!

I was happy.  I was in the moment. I was talking with someone new at the time that just blew me away! And you have to punch me in the junk like that??

I realize that 99% of these women will never return. Particularly the ones that I either walked away from, had disappear on me, or didn’t want anything with me. Attempting now to rekindle seems ruthlessly stupid and unnecessary. Time flies an we all move on. I mean, we are talking about me not speaking to any of these women at all since 2007 and before!! That’s a long time. I am sure that many of them have moved on.

And so I went back to my original feelings and opinion about Google Plus, you nasty group of people. Shame on thee for nearly destroying my weekend.

Things I Don’t Understand Make Me Angry

“I know all about cheating. I’ve had six very successful marriages.”~Bobby Heenan

People often get excited when they enter into a full blown new relationship. I know that I do!

I witnessed one shouting from the mountain tops this afternoon of her new found love that was right under her nose! And was feeling pretty silly for not considering the guy to give him a chance at something more long term.

So I inquired. After all, this was a person that I had thought I had a few years to go before I earned “tenure” and going one on one never seemed to go wrong. With a few obvious and constant exceptions that were just mind meltingly annoying.

As expected, more details were being handed out as I was in a private conversation with her. But she could not restrain herself from being so damned bubbly about the new prospective relationship.

Okay, I get that. Nothing to get annoyed about.

Until I learned of their history together. It was someone that has been around in her life for a very long time. Just that he came in and out of it at certain points.

You see, I had met this person from the Internet over a decade ago. But at the time she was married with children. So I backed off knowing that even trying to attempt anything wasn’t going to get me any where.

“She’s single now. Go get her!!!”

Fast forward all that time and our paths crossed again. This time, she was divorced with children. I attempted to make my move and woo her as much as possible without having the fault of the Internet make me sound like some gushing pervert.

Needless to say that I failed. And realized that a factor in this problematic situation was the very large distance. And probably the age difference as well as she was a few years elder than I. But hell, age is nothing but a number. But the miles in between I was believing would be an issue.

So I almost gave up.

Besides, the annoying habit was that each and every time I corresponded with her online and I said something wooing or flirtatious or whatever, her response was always to hand over an emoticon of a smile.

🙂

Wait. What? Seriously?? How was I to win at anything when combating those stupid smiley faces???

Fast forward again back to present time. The “hero of her heart of the day” was a person that she had cheated with on her husband back during the days when she was married.

WHOA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And to think I was attempting to take a shot at her, now that she was untied, unkept, and single.

I spent all that time flirting and complimenting and chatting, but for what? Absolutely nothing. Unless she just absorbed that kind of attention.

And I wondered what kind of major bullet did I dodge by actually LOSING the  task of winning her heart and/or affection?

Cheating is nothing that I understand. I do not understand why people do it. Although I have been the person that someone cheated WITH on a number of experiences in the past. Of course all of those just about ruining my life in the long run.

So yes, cheaters make me angry. And to believe that even if I would have won the affections of her… how long before she would have cheated on ME?!?!?!?

I’m pretty sure that science and history come together that when a person cheats, that it makes it just that much easier to do it again and again and again. And who needs that? Cheating is lying and lying is cheating. And I don’t know of anyone who wants to be lied to or cheated on. 

I suppose that in some twisted way, I should be thanking this woman for being honest with me about her past. I couldn’t help but be frustrated at her la-de-da attitude about what she had done, but then again… those are NOT my consequences. It was still shocking nonetheless. 

So here’s a lifetime of being spared the agony. The finances. The emotional turmoil. And the realization of being cheated on yet again as it has happened to me in my lifetime, by my first ever serious girlfriend.

NOT cool.

So yeah, I’m angry. Angry to know what she’s been through. Angry to know what she’s done. And angry to know what she is absolutely capable of!!!!

The question is, now that she’s falling for the man that she cheats with when she is with other men, who is she going to cheat with on THIS guy?!?!?!?

Doesn’t sound fair, does it?? 

There are no mistakes in cheating. It only causes damage of magnitudes that you never thought possible.

It turns the strong into fragile beings. It turns the faithful into the untrusting.

Worlds crash, people’s lives are changed forever, and for what? Because you decided to find happiness elsewhere and hide it. If you’re not happy ….. don’t freakin’ cheat.

 

 

 

 

Dining Or Dating?

“You think relationships are difficult? Try friendships. Try courting someone in order to convince them to join you in some nameless, shapeless Platonic complication — forever. Convince an adult stranger that you are worth a healthy slice of their limited time and energy without the prize of sex or romance.”~ Laura Jayne Martin

Time for a review. Why? A- because its become necessary unfortunately. B- Going to catch up for some of the people who are newer to this blog than others.

This afternoon, I received a telephone call from a man who was whining and complaining and going on and on about how his dating life was starting to stink.

I asked him when he started having a girlfriend. He said that he did not have one. But he had been dating one girl that just flew his rocket and it hasn’t been going well. When I asked him why, he shouted at me that he didn’t know and he wanted to know what to do.

So with him screaming (and crying) in my ear, I came to drill down to the bedrock of his problem.

Expectation. Or intention. Whichever term you choose.

He had been taking his special girl out to dinners. A few times they would meet for lunch. But they hadn’t gone and shared in any other activity other than one of the three meals of the day.

Well, everyone has to eat.

He has been coming across with his invitation that its nothing but a meal. Even though he’s been wanting to improve his relationship with this woman and maybe see if they couldn’t get a little more serious.  

He’s also paying for it each and every time. So guess what then?? She’s taking him on for free meals because according to him, that’s all it is. It is his own words.

Being that I know the both of them personally, the guy asked me to be the middle man… the go-between…. and talk with her to make her realize that its not just dinner but dating.

I knew right away there was a red flag. But I went ahead and was going to talk to the woman in the first place over something completely unrelated and found it absolutely easy for the topic of conversation for her and I to talk about him and what she thought and felt about him taking her out to eat.

I didn’t need to bring it up myself. It just presented itself.

I have bad news for the guy:  She just isn’t looking for that in him. She already has a crush on another man.  And she IS dating him. But because of his terminology and vocabulary, she doesn’t feel that she is doing anything wrong. Of course she is worried about whether or not she is coming across  that she is only being a leech because he keeps paying for all these times they go out to eat.

So now with them, not only is it expectation and intention. It is also communication.

Umm, I wouldn’t suggest doing that if I were you!!

He likes her. He wants to date her or have a serious relationship with her.

She likes him. But she doesn’t want him to think that she’s the kind of woman who is using him for free meals.

Now what?

He needs to express himself clearer with her. He needs to tell her of his future intention. Even though you and I now both know that’s going to end in rejection.

She needs to tell him that she’s got her eyes locked on someone else. And she also needs to express her concern and get him to admit his feelings of whether or not he “thinks” she is using him. And then tell him that’s not what she’s doing.

If people would somehow learn to be more open with one another, these difficult situations wouldn’t come around as often. At least, I don’t think so.

And I wouldn’t have to suffer something like this as much as I do. If at all.

Besides, a relationship cannot survive for long without decent communication.