Benefit of the doubt doesn’t apply when it comes to the appeasing of lingering feelings. What I’ve realized is that my friends had emotions tied into previous relationships, just as I had emotions. Closure is finding the ending. And that ending can sound like Adele’s Someone Like You or it sounds like Never Someone Like Me.
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I'm a believer in animal instinct. I believe that as humans we were all born with innate responses and reactions to people and situations. Most of the time, we can't quite put our finger on why this response happens, but if we go with our instinct, we can all rest assured that we'll end up on the good side of that particular situation.
Lately, since I've turned 30, I've had conversations with men about life/love/& the pursuit of the draws. I could try to explain them, but there's no explaining this isht!
Example #1
Rick Ross
Him: "Do you want kids some day?"
Kari
Me: "Maybe. I definitely want the option."
Rick Ross
Him: "Well let me know when I can give a donation."
Kari
Me: "A donation?"
Rick Ross
Him: "Yeah, if you want kids, I can donate to the cause."
---silence---
Kari
Me: "Well, I appreciate the offer, but I'm gon' have to pass on that one."
Rick Ross
Him: "Oh, no problem. I try to help when I can."
Example #2
Corporate Thug
Him: "So how did your interview go?"
Kari
Me: "I think it went well - they seemed impressed."
Corporate Thug
Him: "Well, congratulations are in order!"
Kari
Me: "Why? That was just the first interview. I don't know if I made the 2nd round."
Corporate Thug
Him: "You said they were impressed."
Kari
Me: "Yeah."
Corporate Thug
Him: "I'm just saying. If I'm grooming you to have my babies in a couple of years. I want to make sure you get a job you like."
Kari
Me: "What the fck, man?"
Corporate Thug
Him: "Oh, sorry."
Now, instinct has CLEARLY ruled on both of these individuals. But I'm not here to talk about my instinct, I'm here to talk about male instinct.
Where am I going with this? Walk with me, please...
The one thing that I was never able to adequately explain to my male friends is the dire situation and vulnerable state a childless, single woman finds herself at the age of 30+. Maybe if I used the words "mental and physical anguish", that would better describe how 30 signifies the beginning of the end for some women. Granted, I don't want to be pregnant; nor am I scheming to poke holes in condoms to get a baby... And no, playboy, I am not accepting donations for your illegitimate kids that you have no intention of raising... But I do hear the faint shriveling of my ovaries and eggs (it sounds like a crumbled up paper bag) along with the tick-tock of the old biological clock. The clock is loud but the shriveling isn't. The shriveling makes me sad... I digress.
As the last of my friends turn the big 3-0, it has been quite interesting to see how they have dealt with the pressure. One vowed to give up her bi-sexual lifestyle for the promise of kids and a husband with her ex-con ex-boyfriend (a sure catch). One vowed to keep the punani under wraps until the engagement ring pulls those dusty panties down. Still another gave up all her side-dudes to wait for the Lord to send her the soul-mate she was promised (ok, that was me). Yet, we all have come to our senses (somewhat) and realized that life does not end at 30.
So, I say all that to say this... I believe that men are capable of hearing the shriveling of eggs spoiling and ovaries singing the fat-lady blues. I don't know that it looks like desperation or the wave of a white flag on the battlefield, but I do believe that they know when we are ready to have babies. Now, you will most definitely have to weed through the people who make plans for your uterus without you (see example #2), but instinct should help with all that.
Something happened on the way to 30
Weight Watchers called "We have the solution"
Something happened on the way to 30
The switch in my hips turned into a limp
Something happened on the way to 30
The pretty complexion became mole central
(Party up in here! Moles stay #winning!)
Something happened on the way to 30
Afternoons spent thinking "Did I take my medication?"
Something happened on the way to 40
I finally stopped caring about my age...
The End. Happy Birthday, Brian. :-)
Kari
♬♫♪ Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me For real girl, it's me in your world, believe me Nuttin make a man feel better than a woman Queen with a crown that be down for whatever There are few things that's forever, my lady We can make war or make babies … ♬♫♪ ~Meth
♬♫♪ Like sweet morning dew, I took one look at you And it was plain to see, You were my destiny With you I'll spend my time, I'll dedicate my life I'll sacrifice for you, Dedicate my life for you … ♬♫♪ ~MJB
Hey! It’s Me … Mr.TramueL and welcome to another week of “Saturday Shout Out!” Today I have the pleasure of shouting out Ms. Blaq Daisy. I chose the musical introduction ‘cause I knew all of you would be bopping your heads as you rap & sang the verse(s) ♬♫♪
That’s the style of Ms. Daisy(s) post, lyrics {words} imbued with intelligence, wit & literal integration that keep you nodding yo’ head ♬♫♪ Nodding to the rhythm, the flow & content.
“Tracklist after the jump.” {Following the theme of music, I don’t know what it means but hey, let’s roll with it.}
"Cause I Wanna Live!": 5 Things I Don't Do Because of Slavery
The Roxy Sequel: When Sexting Goes Right
It's My Anniversary!!: 12 Enlightening Lessons Learned
{☟You have to read this one! Absolute Madness!}
<—“picture has nothing to do with nothing ... just thought I should say it ;)”
I’ve listed a few of the post(s) I enjoyed because of the humor, however as you dig deeper, most will cause you to investigate and integrate the lessons into your world & that’s her peace.
Interpretations: A Lesson on Walking Away
Magic Always,
Mr. “First build a strong ego, then get rid of it” TramueL
:: Drops Mic. Shouts Out. “Are you not entertained!?, Is this not why you are here!?” Rips open shirt. Exposes Bare Chest. Ladies Scream. Fade to Black ::
