Now We're In A Relationship

Women love definitions, we love to put labels on everything so it sits right. We want to know where we stand in our relationships with the opposite sex so we read meanings into everything. Things just don't happen; every event and conversation is inadvertently linked. Or so we think.

We go with a guy to a wedding and automatically we see ourselves as his girlfriend. He invites us for a service at his church and we start wondering if he's just parading us to the sisters in church as a sign for them to keep off. We go for a family function, to which he has invited all his friends and we jump to the conclusion that he wants us to meet his family. Laughable right!

The mind of a woman. Navigating this treacherous minefield is an exercise in futility. You never come out alive so why bother. Trust me; you don’t know the half of what goes on in our minds.

Here I thought that women were a rare breed. We were special because of our antics and our skills in making mountains out of molehills; our ability to use tears and sometimes blackmail to get what we want out of each other and our men. This belief was firmly shattered by my new found Prince Charming. I never knew Princes read meanings into everything!!!

An accidental broadcast inviting my contacts for a church event awoke the sleeping attentions of my Prince turned Stalker. He automatically assumed I was coming around to his advances.

"So when are you picking me up and which service are we going for 7am or 9am?"
Say what? "I'm not going anywhere with you" was my immediate response.

And so began my back and forth discussion at 3.30am on a Sunday morning. He sure knows how to pick the wrong time to start a conversation.

This was not his first attempt to get me to go to church with him. Every time I said No to his ‘marriage proposal’ he always countered it with "Let’s go to church together, to show you I’m serious”. I didn’t know going to church together, for a guy, was a sign in the dating world for serious contenders.

"I've always said we should go to church together and finally you've invited me, why are you taking it back? Or you don't want to go with me because you're going with someone else? Why are you treating me so? Why is your heart closed? Remember, I don't have a car so I'll be waiting for your call."

"Dude, it was a broadcast, sent to all my contacts. Quit deluding yourself and go to bed".

He finally hung up when he realized I stopped responding and snored loudly into the phone.

"I’m going for a naming ceremony, please come with me. I’ve told all my friends about you and I want to introduce you to them". Sometimes I wonder if I should learn his language so as to communicate better my disinterest in ever going anywhere with him or my utter distain and disrespect for him and all that he stands for.

But seriously, who came up with this rule that going to church together makes you a couple? Or going for occasions automatically makes you a prime candidate for a relationship let alone marriage. If anyone has seen that rule book kindly scan some pages as evidence.

For a lady, running off tangent and reading meanings into everything, is mildly acceptable just because of the way we are wired; but this attitude from a dude, it’s totally unacceptable and reeks of desperation.

Please correct me if I'm wrong.

The Haunting - Introduction

Ladies are suckers for the fairytale. A man to sweep them off their feet, dote on them, be attentive and available to them whenever they need. To find such a man, in a woman’s world, is to have struck gold. And for as many who get to experience the fairytale romance, they get to die happy and fulfilled women.

Yes, we all want that fairytale. I caution though, be careful what you wish for.

I love the great romances. The classic and modern love stories. The moment when the boy and girl meet and you just know that this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship. *deep sigh*.

Life in the movies and real life are very much opposites, but a girl can dream. I sometimes dream of meeting Mr. Right and just knowing that this was my Prince Charming, we would look into each other’s eyes and just know we were meant to be together forever. Yes, I’m a romantic at heart, but a cynic in reality. It’s all make-believe created to sell movies.

I just realized that some guys share the fairytale, love you forever dream. Who would have thought?

So it was just my dumb luck that I had the misfortune of meeting my very own Prince Charming. One of them die-harders who have watched one too many romantic movies that ends with the guy getting the girl after being persistent. The patient dog doesn’t always get to eat anything; it often dies from starvation – that’s the imagery in my mind.

Within the next couple of days I’ll share my experience of being ‘haunted’ by my rejected Prince Charment.

Enjoy.