Friday, November 6, 2009
When You Wish Upon a Star
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Hey there, lonely girl
By Miss Interpretation
Every once in a while my boss will throw out statements to me such as “Go on…get outta here! Go on a date or something.” or “You’re dressed up. Where are you going?” Because my boss is a kind hearted man I know his statements are completely well intentioned. However, in a fleeting moment it does make me wonder…does he think I am bored, lonely or have no social life? And question, why can’t a girl dress up just to celebrate her femininity? Can I stay home on a Friday night securely with absolutely no plans? YES!
Well, ladies I am happy that my life is anything but boring, lonely or lacking social activities. In fact, it’s absolutely rich and full. I am grateful for the life God has given me; filled with loving relationships with my church, friends and family. It is full of cherished and wondrous travel experiences. It is full of moments of utter hilarity and adventure with friends. It is full of times of being stretched out of my comfort zone. I am so appreciative of all these times. I am indebted to all the amazing people God has placed in my path that make life on earth one big playground!
Monday, November 2, 2009
What Goes?
10For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up!
Of course, he frequently uses this in reference to joining a small group, with which I completely agree. That's part of the reason why my time with my small group - whether it is for spiritual reasons or social reasons - is so important. They become family too.
So, in the end, how do I manage it all? I really don't know. Something does have to be cut out eventually, but that must be an individual choice about which you pray - not something you are guilted into (or out of), not what others think, but what you believe is best for your life goals and the direction in which you believe the Lord is leading.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Playing Games
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
You Can't Make This Kind of Thing Up
By Miss Demeanor
I told Miss Adventure that since my last two posts have talked about some of the challenges of singlehood, I’d make sure my next post was about the joys of singlehood. There are many, to be sure. In fact, one of my closest friends is really struggling in her marriage, and I truthfully told her that having been on both sides (adult married and adult single) without kids, I have no doubt that being single is easier. It’s not easy, nor is it perfect, but it is easier in most ways.
Anyway, in another post I’ll elaborate on the many joys of singlehood, because this is just too great to keep under wraps :) I hope that it makes you laugh, because it made me laugh.
I was over at my best girl’s house and she was showing me some of her eHarmony matches. One of her eHarmony date stories brought to mind a similar story that I had when I tried eHarmony for 6 months several years ago, so I committed to recalling the details from 3+ years ago. Luckily, my email provides unlimited storage, so I really can find nearly anything. When I resurrected this email, I had to share it. This is the text (name changed to protect the guilty) of the email I sent to a girlfriend right after this event occurred in early 2006:
Okay, lest you think I was exaggerating about fanny pack / sucrose boy.... He used to have a profile called "Adam" (his name) and it's still in my 'closed' file on eHarmony. Here is the picture that was posted there. As I have shared with you, I didn't think he was fine, but I felt like he was remotely attractive based on his picture (nice eyes, pretty smile, etc.).
Of course, as you well know, he didn't look anything like that when I met him for dinner. Next, I received this email earlier this week:
Hi Miss Demeanor,
it seems that eHarmony has matched our profiles again,
leading to a very interesting story to tell and some
thanks I have to offer for something you started back
in August. The first week I was in LA I had a date
lined up with you, courtesy of advance planning
through eHarmony. After things didn't work out I
decided to take a minute to think about what happened,
what I could have done differently, etc. My basic
conclusion was that I was boring, a stiff. You were
fun, outgoing, expressive, telling jokes and generally
being the life of the party whereas I had all the
personality and charm of your average rock. I didn't
move to LA to be my same old boring scientist self so
I immediately began to think about what to do
differently. This line of thinking in combination with
being brand new in town resulted in an explosion, a
transformation into a new person. I bought an exotic
sports car, hotter than a Ferrari and of course it's
red. Next I talked to the prettiest female friend I
have and asked her to help me develop some expressive
LA style. During several shopping trips to Melrose,
Beverly Hills and Santa Monica we totally overhauled
my wardrobe, out with the monocolor boring stuff and
in with red dress shirts, purple and multicolor design
ones, shiny gold and silver satin shirts, etc. Perhaps
most importantly I have become much more expressive in
my personality, I got into the performing arts in a
big way and am composing and playing music regularly,
with a pre-deal for my first CD release this fall. I
have also gotten into film and television, founded my
own production company and got really well hooked up
with the American Film Institute and other groups. In
general I am also much more smooth and confident in
demeanor, not as tentative and uncertain as I was in
the first weeks of being here. After having
overhauled things inside and out I began going out to
bars and clubs regularly and meeting with great
success. After a while of that I decided to try
eHarmony again, to look for something more substantial
and longer term. Imagine my surprise when your name,
face and profile showed up as a match. When I saw it I
had to stop and think, to realize that you started me
on the path of self-analysis, leading through
transformation and resulting in improvement. This
being the case I want to say thanks very much, things
are so much better for me now and you were the spark
that lit the fire.
Best regards,
Adam
p.s. my new profile is listed as "newname". I have changed
my look since last we met and you can see this in the
updated pics
(end email)
In case you care, I didn't contact him again. He's probably married while I'm blogging on Confessions of a Thirty-Something Single Woman ;-)
Saturday, September 19, 2009
The Woman I Should Be
By Miss Demeanor
Last week, I had a great discussion with a single professional woman who is a friend of mine. I shared my decision to leave my job, and she understands my rationale. I know she’s been visiting and working from other locations over the last year, but I didn’t realize why. She admitted to me that for the last few years, she’s been desiring a healthy, Godly relationship. And she had essentially concluded that her present small town (despite being close to her family, having a great church, and living in a beautiful home) wasn’t going to cut it. Long story short, she reconnected with an old flame recently (very unexpectedly) at a baseball game and, even though the relationship is new and she doesn’t know how it’s going to turn out, she has stopped looking to relocate. Her admission reinforced what I wrote in my previous post: romantic relationships aren’t the “answer” to life’s problems, but we sure will make different life decisions when we find one that has promise!
Part of our discussion also brought to mind an epiphany I had ~5 years ago: I surmised that it’s difficult to be a professional woman AND a good wife. I wasn’t a Christian then, I just remember thinking that a husband really wants to be respected by his wife, and he doesn’t want her to question his judgment. As a professional woman, for 10 hours each weekday I need to earn respect from my colleagues in order to do my job well and climb that corporate ladder. Some of the same skills that make me successful in the office are the skills that make me less successful in a marriage: being assertive, freely speaking my mind, being decisive, offering suggestions to colleagues on addressing challenges, and acting in a way that commands respect. I struggled to be that woman at work, and then switch to a more feminine, responsive, submissive woman at home. I ended up being the assertive leader all the time, to the detriment of my marriage. My hunch is that even though I’d be more aware, I might still struggle with that if I was in a relationship today.
Several years ago, I went out on three dates with a man I nicknamed “The Interrogator.” He earned that moniker on our second date. First date was great: dinner at a nice restaurant, just the two of us, great conversation. Second date started out well, too: casual dinner with his brother and sister-in-law before an Angels game. The problem was, every time the guy on the mound threw a pitch to the batter, The Interrogator lobbed a question at me. Not casual questions that enabled us to have a friendly dialogue, or questions that flowed naturally from a conversation. Rather, he interrogated me with pointed questions like “How many children do you want” and other questions that I can no longer recall. He must have created his list of questions before our date and memorized them. It was awkward, to say the least. I’ve forgotten most of his questions by now, but there is one that haunts me. He asked me if I had considered the changes I’d need to make in my life to be in a relationship. The tone suggested “committed, long-term” relationship, and I recall that I was already annoyed about being grilled. I told him that when I met a man who was worthy of such a relationship, I would address those sorts of issues.
At the time, I felt smug about my response. Looking back, that was probably the most legitimate and insightful question he asked all night. At the time, I was working long hours and traveling a lot, making a name for myself at my company. I enjoyed the travel, because I was able to visit friends all over the place and turn work meetings into weekend getaways. When The Interrogator inquired about the changes I would need to make, I was firmly in the camp that I would work hard until I got into a relationship, and then I would slow down. I thought only the work hours and travel might interfere with a relationship. Today, I’m ashamed of my naïveté, because those two issues are just the tip of the iceberg! I realize now that I do need to start making changes in my life before I meet a good man. Just like a wonderful pastor lovingly advised me years after my interrogation when I was on a mission trip in
So today, as a single woman, I am striving to be the woman outside of work that I should be whether I am in a relationship or not. I’m grateful that God’s grace is sufficient and that His mercies are new every morning, because being true to myself as I learn to be decisive & effective at work while being feminine & sensitive at home is no easy task!