Never A Dull Moment

My love life is always dramatic. Case and point: this past weekend.

I tried online dating again for 9 days. I had 44 messages in those 9 days. Some of them were so inappropriate. Most were nice and called me “beautiful”, “gorgeous” or “hot” in the greeting. I like that. Thanks for that. One even called me “dimples.”
One described, in detail, what he would like to do to my face. (shudders) Ugh. No thanks. I’m scarred for life now.
I went on 2 dates with one guy. There was something that gave me a creeped out vibe. But he did ask me out for a 2nd date (which would have been our 4th date) in a very cute way. I mentioned my love of jr. mints and he brought some to the station and wrote on the box :“are you free Saturday night?” It was cute and I said yes. Then we had lunch Wednesday and he wanted to do dinner Thursday. It was too much for me and I ended it via text. I felt horrible. He wanted to talk about it. I stood firm: he was 38, not yet divorced! (that’s still 2 months away) with 3 kids and it was just too much.
So basically, he gave me (on paper) what I wanted: a guy who is totally in to me, texted me throughout the day, brought me cute, thoughtful gifts (to work!) and wanted to see me basically everyday. And I didn’t want it. What is wrong with me? Oh yeah, my gut was screaming “run away!” I couldn’t hardly look him in the eye. There’s something wrong with that.
A 25 year old guy kept texting me. I also felt creeped out. He wouldn’t get the hint that I didn’t want to talk. Like when I said, “I don’t think this is going to work out.” He wanted to be friends, and if “something happened, then something happened.” Ugh. No. Never gonna happen. He also kept telling me he had “credentials.” What does that even mean? I just don’t know. You don’t know me, we aren’t friends. No. Sorry. It’s done.
So I had to install an app that blocks texts and calls (my phone is old enough that it won’t just do that).
He’s blocked, but now, since he called and texted SO MUCH I have text message anxiety. Every time my text goes off now I get a little panicky and hesitate to look at the text message. But so far today its been from my brother and my former roomie. Whew. And I know he can’t get to me, but still. I don’t feel quite safe.
This whole dating thing sucks. I like dating. I do. I enjoy it (sometimes). I love men. And flirting. And going out. But there are so many weirdos out there, that I just can’t even handle it. Anybody have any brilliant ideas? There has to be a better way than this.

Someday my prince will come. Right?! Oy.

Breaking News in Melissa’s world!! AKA: This picture is a big deal!!!

Last night, I wore this to karaoke. I tucked my shirt in for the first time in years and didn’t feel self conscious about my stomach, hips or butt. I felt, dare I say it? slim. Attractive. Maybe even a little sexy. With my skinny jeans and a brown riding boots I felt like I looked pretty and casual. It spilled over into my mood, my attitude, and my walk. 🙂

Amazing that something so simple as tucking in shirt into a pair of skinny jeans can change your entire attitude and how you feel about yourself and your body.

Body confidence, FTW! 🙂

I am calling this photo “Frick, I’m tired.” Or “I’m far too old to stay out until 1am on a work night.”

Let’s have a chai tea date to discuss this, shall we?

My co-workers and I went to Karaoke last night after the 10pm news. Normally, I’m already snuggled in bed by this point…well on my way to sleep. Instead, we headed to a biker bar and sang some Madonna and Bee Gees. Poor Life choice, Good Fun choice. So.very.tired.
I got home around 1am and was in bed about 10 minutes later. My alarm went off at 7:30 this morning and I was sure I had JUST fallen asleep. My eyes are burning and my body doesn’t want to move.
I have to run a 30 minute tempo run tonight. I don’t wanna. But training doesn’t stop because I stayed out late. So run, eat, then bed I think. That’s winning.
I would like to go crawl into a dark edit bay and nap. But sadly, that’s not happening. MUST DO THE NEWS!
I bought my first book for my Nook last night–“Eleanor and Park”. Everyone says its so good, and Rainbow Rowell is from Nebraska and I loved her first book so I’m guessing I will love this one too.
Currently I’m in the middle of this book. It’s great. Read it.
I don’t read more than one book at a time, so “Eleanor and Park” will have to wait.

That’s all I got, have a great day friends!

My friend Keith and I did dinner and drinks tonight. I tried a Harvey Wallbanger. It was STRONG! He had his favorite–A Moscow Mule.

The Lincoln Chamber of Commerce has posted fun holiday signs around town. We saw this one tonight on a street sign as Keith was driving me home. Made me wish for someone to kiss–responsibly or otherwise! 😉

5 miles on tap for tomorrow-and a busy shift at Corky after Church.

Sweet dreams Tumblr!

Happiness, in photo form.

I ran 3 miles this morning. Love endorphins! Then I went and got an hour (plus) deep tissue massage. My hamstrings have been bothering me and my lady worked them out. Ahh. Bliss!

And I bought these beautiful things: The Brooks Ghost 6’s. So lovely. So wonderful. So perfect. So freakin’ yellow and bright. I dig it. I’ve worn the Ghost 5’s for a few years now and I’m excited to try these out. AND the next pair of running shoes I get will be $51 off at the Lincoln Running Co. (my local running store) because of my loyal customer/frequent buyer discount! LOVE THAT. My brother and sister in law gave me a gift certificate to the store so I also got some more socks. I’m in my happy place!

Tonight, I’m having dinner with my friend Keith. All in all, its been an awesome Saturday. Gorgeous 48 degree and sunny weather and happy things to do!

Happy Saturday friends!

Overheard in the Channel 8 Newsroom

Crazy Man On The Phone: “Is {redacted} there? I talked to her before about a UFO I saw. I saw another. It looks like a triangle. Will you have her call me?”

Me: “Sure.” (gets name and number and hangs up phone).
"Yeah, right, crazy dude. I’ll have her call you right back about that UFO!“

Boss: (overhears from office and perks up): "What? I’ll talk to him! Does he have pictures?”

Me: “No. He wants to talk to {redacted}."

Boss: "Oh. Bummer.”

I can’t make this stuff up.

Friday morning Chai Tea Latte Date! Alternately titled: I’m feeling good about my body today!

I went to the gym again last night! 2 days in a row! I didn’t need to lift, just run 3 miles. And even though I can run those miles at my house on my treadmill, my friend said we HAD to go to the gym to do it. So I went. It was good. My treadmill at home has fans built into it–when I get a new one some day when this one dies, that is a MUST HAVE. The gym treadmill does not have fans. I was a hot, sweaty, dripping mess. Felt good.
At the gym last night in my line of sight CONSTANTLY was the guy who said “She’s very tall.” Ugh. Seriously?! Thanks for that.
That first picture I’m strategically holding the mug to hide a zit on my chin. Like that? Me too!
I’ve felt kind of gross and squishy the past few weeks. Today? I’m feelin’ fabulous! It’s amazing what consecutive days of exercise and eating well will do for you! 🙂
I don’t think I told you guys, but my 2 best friends bought me a Nook Glowlight for Christmas. This was not something I wanted. I love reading “real” books. The smell, the feel, the act of turning a page? Love it all! So I struggled with wanting to keep it/use it. After much discussion, I opened it last night and will start using it this weekend. Ex Man Friend and I discussed it a lot. He suggested I keep it-ease of use, its light, I can take it anywhere in my purse, etc. Also, my besties would get mad if I returned it!
I will do another post on how much I love my Chromebook. It is awesome. I don’t really want it for much besides the internet and writing so it appears to be the perfect thing for me.
Also, the Women’s Fitness Room at the Gym is GREAT! It has all the weight machines the the gym has-just inside a room for women only. I LOVE IT!
I work at Corky tonight and Sunday. Hoping for some decent tips!

Happy Friday friends!

My day in some pictures:

Top left: My Chromebook came! My Chromebook came! I’m going to unpack that bad boy tonight. Hurray! Can’t wait.

Top Right: My vacation time has been approved for The Manitoba Marathon in June! I get to go see Brooke!!! I’m so freakin’ excited! My first international race!

Bottom Left: I made a lot of Banana Nut Bread in the past few days! I made this picture on Saturday and then I made 4 more loaves last night! I had bananas that were ready. This is the best banana nut bread I’ve ever had! Seriously. Funny thing? It’s Ex Man Friend’s Mom’s recipe. He gave it to me the other day after I tried it on New Year’s Eve. So very good. He told me not to tell his mom that he gave away the Family Legacy! 🙂

Bottom Right: I brought a loaf to work today. It has nearly been demolished. I love feeding my (work) family.

Happy Hump day friends! Mine is pretty great so far! Despite the fact that its been snowing since sometime overnight!

I have a confession to make…

So I read “The Fault In Our Stars” last week. It took me 2 days only about 3 hours. (I’m a fast reader, if its a good book). And I loved it.

That’s not the confession. The confession is:

I didn’t cry. Didn’t shed a single tear. Not one drop.

Sure, the book was sad in parts. (I won’t spoil it for anyone who hasn’t read it) but it didn’t make me cry. I actually saw the wrap up of their storyline coming. (maybe I read too much? I don’t know.)

Maybe I’m an unfeeling monster. I don’t know. I think working 10 years in the news business has caused me to compartmentalize and separate my feelings. I see so many sad things everyday that I can’t cry over all of them. We do so many stories on people who have cancer, are down on their luck, die in car accidents or fires that I can’t cry over all of them. I used to. I’d go home every night and be so sad. It was hard. But eventually I learned how not to cry.

Anyway, I hope we can still be friends, even if I didn’t cry over a very sad book!

Goal Achieved!

At the beginning of the year, I wanted to run 1200 miles. It was a lofty goal. But in 2012, I ran 900 miles (while training for a full marathon) and thought this would be no problem.

Um. Yeah, no. Things didn’t work out that way.

I revised my goal to run/row/bike 750 miles this year. Last night’s 2 miler put me at that number! 695 miles ran and 55 miles rowed and biked. I’m a happy girl.

The funny thing? I can see a pattern of when I am dating someone and when I’m not with my running. It falls off:

February and March: yup. Dated the Douche-Bag. Single in June thru mid August then Whoops, it drops off again. November sucked for mileage! Get it together Mel! Oy.

Have a good New Year’s Eve Friends! I’m going to Omaha to hang out with friends…ex man friend might be there. Most importantly, registration for the Lincoln Half Marathon opens at midnight and I’ve got to do that! It sold out in 16 hours last year!