Grouper Night: A Date in Review

Earlier this week, I was invited by one of my friends to join her on a Grouper date. Grouper, if you don’t know, is a social site that pairs to sets of friends, 3 and 3. For a small fee (per person), Grouper makes the match, arranges the date and covers the first round. You don’t have any communication with your match and his/her friends until the date itself. If you ever ran out of something to say, you could simply jump over to the conversation next to you.

I honestly enjoyed the date, but don’t think anything will come of it – romantically, at least. I particularly enjoyed it because it gave an organic feel to what something that came about thanks to a website. Remember, this is coming from a girl who has her doubts about online dating. But, alas, I’m getting ahead of myself.

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Online Dating: Not my Cup of Tea

First of all, I do realize that I am a mere 36 hours (give or take) out of my relationship – quasi as it be – and dating / jumping into bed with anyone right now may not be the best idea.

I realize this, I do.

But, that doesn’t mean it’s not too early to start the preliminary search. Unfortunately, the preliminary search for me, at least, is NOT online dating. I’ve tried it once; I’ve tried it a million time. The guys I connect with are just NOT what I’m looking for:

  • They’re based out of the burbs (ew)
  • They’re babies/youngins (ew)
  • They’re only after sex (not horrible, but so not worth the effort. Heeeelllllo, bar down the street!)

I know that a new guy is the last thing I need right now, but seriously, are these my options? I’m a firm believer in trying everything once, but online dating is just NOT it.

In case you’re wondering, I stick to OKcupid for the most part– it’s free. And with free comes a long list of pros and cons. Primarily for me, its a major con: matchups that just won’t work out. In other words: Go home, OKCupid; you’re drunk!

I honestly prefer meeting people IRL. I’ve tried time and time again to make online dating work to no avail. I can find jobs online, not my men.

On that note, however, I do leave for a European vacation in a week…. fingers crossed that i find myself a vacation rendevouz (or two?!)

Let’s Talk About Sex: Book Club

It’s 9:45 on a Saturday night, and for the second night in a row, I’m chilling in bed. I would just like it to be known that I’m a winner. Typically, I would like to say that I’m a party animal, and Tues – Thursday I typically am. Tonight? Tonight, I am resting my liver and my wallet in preparation of drunk brunch. Drunk brunch at a straight bar (I am a huge fan of gay brunch).

It’s pretty much needless to say that tomorrow should have some stories. Except for the fact that B and I still haven’t talked. A part of me feels like I’m/we’re avoiding the inevitable. I could just shoot him a text that reads “hey – I’m done.” But I’ve been dumped via text before and it’s not fun.

So what have I been doing with my evening (see what I did there, that rapid change of subject??). Funny you should ask, my friends. I’ve been compiling a list, of sorts, of dating/love/sex/relationship books I’d like to read.

My own little mint book club of one (though you’re all welcome to join).

I’m thinking books like The Game, Not Your Mother’s Rules, it’s called a break up because it’s broken , and so on. Just for, you know, shitz and gigs, research, the works.

If you have any recommendations, share away. Eventually, I’d like to add a literature page with the complete pending/finished list. Should be for some interesting reads.

Fifty Shades of (Anything But) Grey

I should probably write these BEFORE I head out for the evening. Otherwise, I end up writing them half-asleep, so I’m sure they are chockfull of grammatical/spelling errors (or just don’t make sense, at all). But I guess there’s not much I can do about that today. Without further ado, tonight’s non-sensical ramblings:

I used to drive to work an hour (or more) each way. The only good thing I have to say about the year and a half worth of commuting is that I got to listen to the radio ALOT, and I especially enjoy the random shit they talk about during the morning talk shows.

One day, they decided to broach the topic of paint colors and what they mean for your sex life. I don’t remember their specific source, but I found an article on the topic from Glamour (if not that than try this Apartment Therapy one about paint colors and corresponding moods) so that will just have to do.

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Infographic: 15 Not So Important Facts About Sex

Happy Monday! It’s late, and I’m tired, so today’s post is going to be a little bit of a doozy.

In hopes of following along with BlogHer’s prompt for today (name a character you’d invite to a dinner party — my choice being any of the Disney princesses), I was trying to find an infographic (or something) on the real sexual nature of the Disney Princesses (to keep with my blog’s theme), based off their time periods/personalities. I swear I’ve seen it before, but found no such thing.

I’ll keep looking 😉

For now, here’s some fun facts for the day (via 15 Not-So-Important Facts About Sex). Enjoy!

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The Date To End All Dates (NaBloPoMo)

Falling in love can be hard. Meeting that one special person can be hard (OK, maybe damn near impossible). Hell, even life can be hard. But just because it’s a challenge, doesn’t mean we can’t succeed, that we won’t succeed.

My latest challenge: NaBloPoMo (try saying that five times fast).

That’s one post a day for a month. From now until November 30. And to up the ante, I’ll take NaBloPoMo’s prompts and make them lust-y. Yea, that’s right, I went there…

BlogHer’s Prompt: If you found one million dollars in the morning and had to spend it by nightfall, what would you do with the money?

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Relationship Ready, Question Mark…

Starting new relationships can be hard. Not only do you need to figure out what the other person is thinking, but you also need to figure out what you’re thinking. Are you ready for this? What exactly do you want this to be — a summer fling? a serious thing? something in between?

For the lucky few who have it all figured out ahead of time, good for you. For us unlucky folk (yes, myself included), figuring it out is damn-near impossible until one day it isn’t. You just know. You know that is or that it isn’t what you’re looking for.

If it is, enjoy the bliss of new relationships, young love and/or lots of sex!

If it’s not, take solace in the fact that you’re not alone (note: here’s where I wanted to I insert some really interesting statistic that I couldn’t find). Relationships don’t last for multitudes of reasons: long distance, timing, emotional baggage, so on and so forth.

Or maybe it’s just not the right person…

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It is what Is is.

This happened yesterday — well, at least it kind of sort of did. I had the opportunity to visit the BlogHer conference in Chicago (The kind of, sort of part, was that I was working the event for one of my clients, not as a blogger). Not expecting more than throngs of mommy bloggers and brands catering to the like, I really didn’t expect much — at all.

Fast forward to the Trojan booth. Yes, ladies, the Trojan booth. As I write this (scribe?), I happily possess a variety of Trojan Lubricants and even a vibrator from the Trojan Midnight Collection. Sadly, the vibrator doesn’t work (of course, i’ve already tried giving it a go), but I’ve contacted customer service to see about getting a replacement.

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