Wednesday, August 30, 2006

What Men Want (at least some of us)

I've always liked women that did not, I repeat-did not, wear a lot of makeup. When you go out to the mall and see women that almost look like a geisha because they wear so much makeup, does it drive you crazy? It does me. It can be a beautiful woman, but why so much makeup? But it doesn't end there. Some ladies have to dress up everywhere they go. They can't simply dress down. I like women who can let loose and go to the store in sweats, or run grab coffee without looking like they're going to church. Why can't I find a woman who can go enjoy life without feeling like they have to be always made up?

The truth is, I have many friends (ladies) who are like this. But, how do I tell them that I don't think they need makeup at all to be beautiful, or to lose those extra 10 pounds. I've heard several of these friends lately comment in conversation with other women about how they feel like they need to lose weight. That's the other point I have. I like women who are healthy. Definition: not grossly overweight or never active physically. These women are active and all in shape, at least in my opinion. They are hot! Yes, I said that; they are hot. Why do they need to lose weight. And I did tell them that I though they had reason to feel self-conscious or that they needed to lose the weight. But still, they don't hear what was said. In fact one got a "wow" out of me, something I reserve for only the most attractive women (my opinion here). It just slipped right out, but it was sincere. Guess what she had no makeup on and the hair was not done. When I saw her in her athletic clothes, yeah, just as hot. She needed no weight loss. Ok, I'll stop there with that.

Another lady said she thinks she needs to lose weight. She works out, but it hasn't made any difference in how I see her. Yes, she has lost weight, but you know what I mean. I was already attracted. But she does feel the same as me on the makeup. Thank goodness. She has a great face, among everything else.

So why do many men like makeup and lots of it? I like to see the real person. A little is ok at times. But I mean my goodness, not three pounds. And why do some women have to always be so obsessed with "the workout?" Come one guys. Why do they expect it from a woman.

Ok, it's late I'm tired and not making a big point, but you've read this far. My whole point is:
I want to find a woman who likes to be active (activity partner) whether sports, outdoors, whatever; a woman who doesn't feel she has to put makeup on all the time and never a lot; and a woman not obsessed with always working out to loose ten pounds when I think she looks hot as it is. My whole point. And in addition, guys stop expecting so much from a woman. I mean, look at what you do. Do you shave all the time like she wants (if she does)? Do you work out with her? Do you keep clean like she likes? To you ladies, I'm single, available, clean (except when at work), would work out with you if you want, you don't have to wear makeup, and I will still check you out in your sweats. Then, when we go out to a nice sit down dinner, yeah, look out. I'll bring a sponge! :)

Friday, August 25, 2006

Two Days in Two Years

Two years. It's been two years since you walked out the door. Last year on this day I didn't think about it. This year it's hitting me harder. I miss you. I love you, still. But that love has changed. It's not romatic love; it's the love for a friend. You are still special to me, always will be. But that's the way it is. Just that, nothing more. Just a simple, uncomplicated love. Sometimes I smile when I think about the good times we shared, not often, but sometimes. And there were many. Thank you for the time that you gave your heart to me.

Last night I was depressed, simply that. No reason, except for today at 8:45p.m. cst it will be exactly two years since you gave up on me, us. I've never known you to give up on anything, before that day. But love can change, life can change, hearts can change. And with change comes new things. That's where my friends kicked in last night, called me to go hang out. One of them an ex-girlfriend and now awesome friend, that I also loved; the other just a great friend. Maybe it was God sending me relief from self pitty and despair. Either way, they were a part of that change, that different life I now lead. I don't regret this experience, just some decisions way back when... . I'm glad for this experience. It reminds me that God hasn't finished with me yet, hasn't given up on making me someone special. And just maybe someone special enough for someone else, again someday.

That's for someday later on down the road. Now is when I remember your smile, your eyes, your hair-that familiar smell, those "legs," the laughter and sound of your voice-barely, your warmth. But then I think about the hurt, the pain in your words, the coldness that crept in took over your heart, and now mine. The depression is gone, except these two days in August. The first time in a while I've spent this much effort thinking about life then and now. Despite the hurt between us, I still can't hold it to you. I was wrong many times, and so were you. Yes, I think more than you will admit. But that doesn't matter. That's your opinion, as this is mine. I forgive you.

Yes, I forgive you of all the hurt, pain, words, actions, feelings you expressed, just as much or more as I hope you can forgive me for what I did. One thing I've learned is that I have to be open. You can't make good music without expression. You live life pouring yourself out a lot to some and a little to others. To those close to you, a lot is required. I try to do that with my friends, family, and any significant other that may come my way. Why? Because I will never expect the same back unless I give it first. That's my rule now.

You will probably never read this. I expect that. But it's not just for you. It's for me, for friends, family, God, and whoever wants to see my mind and heart. I love you, friend, as I said I always would; that will never change. No matter what you do or say, it won't change as I pledged to you. It just has a different face. I hope the best for you today in all you experience and do. I am proud of what you have accomplished, not necessarily who you are, but what you have achieved. God will always be there for you, everywhere, everyday, always! I will be here for a time, ready to listen, talk, whatever, should you choose; but not expecting.

This song continually comes into my mind when I think about you:

We were younger then, you and me, full of dreams weren't we?
I went my way, you went yours, where did you go dear?
Someone said you had left the life we lived together then
This is my way of reaching out 'cause I remember...

This is what I want to say to you
If I had one chance to speak to your heart
You are loved
More than you could ever know
This is what I want to say to you
If I had one chance to tell you something
You are loved
More than you can imagine
Imagine

If I told you would you believe, the narrow road, I did not leave?
If I told you would you understand that I've found truth?
Are you jaded? Are you hurting now? How I wish that I could tell
Where your heart's at... can you se? Mine has found - home

This is what I want to say to you
If I had one chance to speak to your heart
You are loved
More than you could ever know
This is what I want to say to you
If I had one chance to tell you something
You are loved
More than you can imagine
Imagine

Not sure if I've made it clear enough
It's not my love I sing about
Everybody asks, "Is God good?"
I believe, He is
In fact I know, He is

This is what I want to say to you
If I had one chance to speak to your heart
You are loved
More than you could ever know
This is what I want to say to you
If I had one chance to tell you something
You are loved
More than you can imagine
Imagine.

You Are Loved-Rebecca St. James

Today is important, because tomorrow is the leftovers from today. What will you have left over?
Love, always, In Christ!!! DPS