Scenes from a pretty good weekend.

That first picture is an invitation for a wedding I got for a ceremony in Mexico this June. I REALLY want to go. How cool is that calligraphy? Aside from the extra “L”, it was perfect.
I baked this lemon-blueberry bread. It is a Pinterest recipe and I’ve made it before to raves. Make it. You’ll love it.
I ran 5 more easy miles today. They were on the treadmill as it was chilly and windy and I’m a wimp.
Then I FaceTimed with two-o-nine. That always makes my heart happy! I adore that girl. At some point in our conversations it ends up with us doing extreme close ups of our faces. I don’t know why. We just do it. I love that about our friendship! She gets my particular brand of crazy. 🙂
Are you looking for that love life update? Long story short, Friday night I got a text from a number I didn’t know. It was the friend and soon to be roommate of new guy (the guy I met at the wedding). He’s the one who called me “gorgeous” when I met him a few weeks ago. He wanted me to meet the 2 of them out for a drink. I finally agreed (even though I was in my PJ’s and really didn’t want to go out). When I met them out, it was the 2 of them and another female friend. New guy’s friend was sitting on my right and new guy on my left. The friend kept pressing his thigh into mine, grabbing my hand and lacing his fingers through mine, and touching my thigh. Apparently, this is normal behavior for him. All night, he would touch my face and called me “Cheekbones.” He was a little obsessed with my bone structure! He then leaned in close to me and said, “Don’t F*@K my friend.” I was startled, but said, “Ok, I won’t.” Because I won’t. I just don’t like New Guy. Then the friend said, “Good, because I really like you. You’re really pretty."
Uh-Oh. I’ve entered dangerous, uncharted territory here. At first I thought he was telling me not to break new guy’s heart, but nope. That’s not what he was saying at all.
He kept poking me, touching me and pressing his leg into mine. I felt a little uncomfortable and I left not long after that. New Guy texted me Saturday but I haven’t talked to the friend. Dudes, Man. I don’t even know.
It’s supposed to be in the 60’s here the next few days. I’ll take it.

Have a great week friends!

And just like that, my day has turned from ehhh to yay!!

Have I told you about the Brazilian? (Don’t turn it that way!)

LONG STORY SHORT… I went out a few times with a man from Brazil about 4 years ago. It was a smoldering, fast, little affair. And it ended when he went back home. We sort of kept in touch and didn’t really at all. But he’s kind of been the one that got away for me.

So imagine how ecstatic I was when I got this message tonight. I have no clue how far that is from me, but I know it’s a lot closer than Brazil!!

BTW, I wanted to go visit him in Brazil, it just never worked…But how cute is that message? I wish I was the reason he was moving closer! Sigh!

Also, target has banana nut English muffins again. I love those! It’s a good day!

Conversations with a-yogi-who-wods

Christian has some solid insight into my love life.

Also, I am now always going to be the princess emoji because, duh, I’m a princess. (Even if I’ve essentially been peed on!)

Hi Friends!

This post will be all over the place, so bear with me please.

I went to Denver for a long weekend for a wedding and a birthday. It was fun. It was 60 in Denver on Friday and 28 degrees in Silverthorne in the mountains with 3 inches of snow. I went only knowing the bride and groom and bridesmaid. I was sat at a table with the other people from Lincoln who I had never met before. By the end of the night, they were telling me to stay at their rental house with them that night so I didn’t have to drive an hour back to Denver. It was fun!
When we were returning the rental car we were stopped at a light. As I looked to my left there was a truck full of men around my age. They rolled their window down and smiled and stared at me. I just smiled inanely back. Dudes, man.
Sunday I went Christmas shopping. But, like any good American consumer, I also found myself shopping for…myself! I had liked that navy blue skirt at The Limited a few months ago. But I decided that $60 was entirely too much to spend on it, so I decided against it. Well, imagine how happy I was when I went back and found it on clearance, marked at $8.99 with another 40% off! I paid $5.77 in exact change for that sucker! Love it.
I spoke at my Alma Mater today–The University of Nebraska-Lincoln, College of Journalism and Mass Communications. I was part of an alumni panel about students who are (or in my case were) in the biz. It was fun. And they gave us these lovely pads. My professor (and friend) outed my blog to the entire group!! (insert minor panic attack here!) But I decided, whatever, are a bunch of 20 something year old college kids going to want to read it? Probably not. One girl asked me about my work at the Non-Profit and getting out of the biz. I told her that Journalism’s dirty little is secret is the terrible pay and hours. And I was burnt out on both.
I ran into a former classmate at this panel discussion. He hadn’t seen me since graduation, but we are friends on Facebook. He kept telling me how great I look and how awesome he thinks it is that I run marathons. I forget that it really IS awesome. Not everyone can or will run one. And that shouldn’t be something I just brush off. It deserves to be celebrated.
I joined OkCupid last week. Among the gem of emails that I’ve gotten have been these 2. I’ll give the first guy some props for his message. I don’t mind being told I’m hot! 🙂 But, as much as I wanted to ask him if lines like that have EVER worked for him, I decided not to engage the crazy. Good choice Melissa, good choice.
Also, 21 year old, PLEASE! If I don’t respond, please don’t send a another message. I wanted to tell him: Well, I have nearly 12 more years of life experience than you do. I just don’t think that I want to date someone who recently became legal to drink. Also, no, just no.
Another busy week ahead…isn’t that how it always goes?

Have a good one friends!

Is this real life?

After my Friday night of extreme compliments, I thought my streak of good luck in that department had run out.

Nope. Sure didn’t.

Saturday, I went to the wedding of a former co-worker. My former College Professor friend was there and brought her friend and former co-worker with her as her date. (I feel like I have to be a little guarded on my blog now, which sucks. Too many people know about this, and have told too many others. There are some scary stats coming in from my Stat Counter. All the Omaha hits, I’m looking at you).

The gist of it is this: I grew up watching this guy do the news in Omaha when I was a kid. He ended up telling my former Professor that he thought I was hot, had a hot body, and was hitting on me during the reception. He said I looked like Mariska Hargitay! (I don’t know that I see it). He friended me on Facebook and sent me a message too, saying he was glad they left when he did because he would have danced with everyone and stolen a few kisses.

Um, what?

You guys. He’s 60.

60! My parent’s are 61…so there’s that.

Talk about awkward.

Oy. My love life. It’s a freakin’ joke.

Today was a pretty stellar day for Melissa. Picture for stilldavidsgoals.

1. There were the incidents at Target. Being whistled at and told I was beautiful was fantastic. Made my whole day!

2. Then I went to karaoke with my friends and these two guys were hitting on me, one kept telling me we needed to sing a song together and would wink at me. The other told me to smile, that I was too beautiful not to be smiling! When they left, the first one said, “you have a great night, beautiful lady.”

3. Then, these friends of a friend wanted their picture taken with me because, as the one very good looking, but sadly very odd guy said, I was “a hot and beautiful girl.”

What is my life? I seriously did not really make an effort today! This picture is what they saw! I don’t even know.

(The very odd guy told me, when I asked what he did for a living, said he didn’t work, but did energy healings with crystals. And that money always “found him.” Um, no thanks. You sound like a freeloader!)

But seriously! If it was compliment Melissa day, I’m a fan!

Happy things on a Thursday.

-I ordered a case for my new Galaxy S5 on Monday. When I opened the mail yesterday it was there! It’s silver and sparkly and I love it!
-I just got done FaceTiming with two-o-nine. My heart is happy. I adore the girl. She is KILLING her Marathon training and I can’t wait to come watch her dominate The Twin Cities in a few weeks!
-Tomorrow is Friday. So very glad about that.
-I went to a weight lifting class at my gym last night and I’m going again tomorrow. That makes 2 weeks in row of lifting. I’m so proud of me!
-in the span of about 4 hours yesterday I was told by a random construction worker that I was “wearing the heck out of that red skirt” (see my picture from yesterday with Christian). Then, a man with very few teeth told me to “smile big” as I walked by him. Later, while I was out running, a truck honked twice at me! Guess I’ve still got it! 😉

In other news, another ex-boyfriend got married this past weekend. That makes 2 this summer who have gotten married to the girl they began dating right after we broke up. I’m not sure how I feel about that. I don’t miss those guys or think they were the ones that got away, but I hate feeling like Good Luck Chuck.

I’m running the Omaha half marathon on Sunday. That makes 10 half marathons that I’ve run since 2011…including 4 this year and 4 last year. Next year I plan on only running 2 a year.

Tomorrow is Friday. Happy weekend friends!