Commitment

I was recently thinking of the old adage that states “men are more likely to flee from commitment than women”

I learned in sociology that men love more quickly than women and women tend to fall out of love faster.  So if it were somewhat having to do with that then I would say that women flee more than men.  I don't think men are afraid of commitment, really.  Some women are weird and get too attached, too fast, and that scares them. It happens the other way around, but not nearly as often, and so women chalk it up to the fact that men are afraid of commitment. If guys can find a good girl that won't scare them, they are the most committed, loyal people I've ever met.  On the flip side, I have met men that are not willing to commit to a relationship, or break off a relationship because of how “serious” it got.  If a man is not ready for marriage, he will flee from a relationship when it gets too serious.  

 In general there is too much bias and men are more likely to say women run from commitment and women are more likely to say men do. From my experience, it's in no way gender based but rather purely individual. There are way too many committed men and women to point fingers at a specific gender.

To help get  more insite into this statement I decided to interview three different people that are at different points in their life:

The first person I interviewed about this topic was a 30-year-old single female.  She agreed with the statement.  She said, “How often do you see men begging their girlfriends to get married? I'm not saying it doesn't happen, but not as often. Society teaches men that perpetual bachelorism and not committing to one woman makes them suave and debonair. Whereas settling down with one woman and being happy with her makes him a pansy.”   

The second person I interviewed was a 42-year-old divorced male. He said that if it is true, he thinks what most men struggle with is not the desire to make a commitment, but rather with where or not the commitment is right for them.   

The third person I interview was a 23-year-old married female.  She said that she thought that commitment is an issue for both men and women in this new age of time. Women want to be big independent super stars. If they can’t find a man who will help them live up to that then they are going to avoid commitment. She also said that she thought that these independent super stars need to give the guys a brake. This can happen both ways.

I now want to know what you think.  Are men more likely to flee from a commitment, or is it women? Or all together, does gender not even matter in this subject?

The Puzzle Pieces of Life

Near the beginning of the year I was working early in the morning at work.  No kids had come yet, and I was super bored.  I decided to look through our cabinet to find something to do.  In there I found this curious gold box.  This hadn’t of been the first time that I had seen this box, so I decided to pull it out.  Sure enough it was a puzzle that had no picture in the box.  I was curious to what the picture was of, so I decided to pull it out and build it.

I had almost got all the edges together when my other coworker got there and she decided to help me build it.  Time came for us to go to our next activity, but all of us, including the kids, wanted to see what the puzzle was a picture of, so we put it on a board and took it with us.  We all at one point in time wanted to give up, but we kept going.  By the end of the day the puzzle still wasn’t done, so my boss let me take it home.

Things felt hopeless and dreary as I tried to finish this puzzle.  I was determined to finish this puzzle so I could see what it was a picture of.  My ma sat down with me and helped me finish it so I could take a picture of it.  Of course it had to be missing two pieces, but I was content to see the picture.

Now you may be wondering why I decided to blog about this experience.  When I tell stories I like to come up with analogies to how it relates to me in my life.  In this case, the puzzle can relate to life.  We were sent here on earth with a plan to return to Heavenly Father (finish the puzzle).  We don’t know all that is going to happen in life, and at times we may want to give up.  We all want to know what the big picture is in life (what we are supposed to do, and what Heavenly Father has in store for us).  Life is a work in progress, and we don’t have all the pieces all the time.  And of course, we can’t do it all alone.  We have people in our life that are there to help us along the way.  In the end, after all that we can do, we have the atonement to come give us the mercy we need to help us finish and be on the right path. 

Actionary man

I need to get better at this whole blogging thing… 

I got the motivation to write another blog post after I read a post from my good friend Larissa talking about reactionary dating.

To sum this up, the post is about how we should date people that will take action, and pursue the relationship with you, creating a partnership, instead of just reacting and saying that they will do things.  I came across this situation this past week but didn't realize it until I read what she said about it.

Honestly, I have really been on a lot of dates in the past three months.  It had gotten to the point where I declared that I didn’t really care about dating, and that I decided to put my efforts into improving in one of my many passions:  Improv.  I honestly looked at this as a good idea, and decided that if someone asked me out on a date, I’d go out with them, but I wouldn’t really pursue the relationship.

A couple of weeks ago I met a guy through some mutual friends. I didn’t really think anything of it, and just thought he was cute. Through the use of the internet he added me as a friend and we did plan a time to go out.  Before our date we talking about relationships and how dating can be difficult.  I shared with him that I would like it if guys at the end of the first date would ask if he could see me again, or if he didn’t think things would work that way.  I think that this is a good way to make it so things wouldn’t be dragged out and the other person knows the intentions of that person.

Our first date really was awesome, and he did share that he wanted to see me again. I was ecstatic, and we planned our next get together.  Throughout the week I would text him every so often and talk to him.  Our second date was great, and I had a great time.  I then continued to text him and talk to him. I then asked him if he wanted to do something last Saturday, so we set a time to do something, and it was great.  I continued to text him and got him to agree to another gathering Tuesday.  Noticing a trend yet? I then tried to plan another thing, but I got the classic, “I’m busy, we’ll have to do next week, I’ll get back to you on it.” At the end of our date Tuesday I told him that he could call me whenever he wanted to. 

 I haven’t texted/called him since our date.  I don’t plan on either.  As my ma would put it, the ball’s in his court.  If he doesn’t call in the coming next week I’ll accept the inevitable that he doesn’t care to continue the relationship.

The question I pose now is, am I being ridiculous in my thinking? Is it wrong of me to have him be the one to put just a little effort in the relationship? Am I being led on?  When did we get to the point where if the other person doesn't talk to you, if means that we should assume that they aren't into you? I'm not gonna put up with this. As Larissa put it, I’m looking for an actionary MAN, not a boy who will react.

Sweetness!

Alright, there are two different candies that I absolutely love!

The first one I came across about two years ago while helping with the easter egg hunts at work.  We were spreading out candy and I came across these "Sweettart Chews." I took one bite, and I was sold.  The only downfall to me loving this candy is that it is only sold in the mixed Wonka bags in stores usually around easter or Halloween.  I take advantage of the times I can get a hold of this goodness.

The second one I encountered last month while doing, "Annie Get Your Gun," at the Empress Theater.  I decided during one of the shows that I wanted to buy some airheads, so that's what I did.  One of them happened to be a pink lemonade airhead.  I decided, why not, and got it from the concessions.  When I got back to the girls dressing room I decided to eat that one first.  It was like taking a bite out of heaven.  It was AMAZING!  The girls in the dressing room all laughed at my face.  No joke, for the next week I bought up all of the pink lemonade airheads from the concessions.  I then decided that I wanted to buy a whole case worth online, so that is what I did.  I can proudly say, I do not regret that decision.

What candy is it that you guys absolutely love?

Friend Zone?

I have this friend that I get to interact with twice a week.  When I first met him he had a girl friend, so I just decided to get to know him, and become a good friend.  He ended up breaking up with his girl friend not too long ago.  He then would chat with me about this girl in Provo that he really liked.  I gave him encouragement and advice to go and pursue it.  (To give a little insight into the story he is going to leave out of state for the summer to work.) Last night at one of our encounters he gave me a hug before we all left.  That was the first time I had got a hug from him.

The same night on Facebook I told him about how I was kind of sad that one of our mutual acquaintances didn’t show up.  I then told him about how I was kind of starting to like this acquaintance.  He told me that he thought it was cool, and that I should keep inviting him to gatherings so I could get the chance to talk to him more.  I told him thanks for letting me talk about it.  He told me that it was not a problem and that he knew that I trusted him when I told him about stuff like that.  He then said that he knew that I put him in the friend zone so he’ll now never have a chance with me and then ended it with “lol”.  I was drawn back with this, said what, and then told him that I didn’t know that I did that, but okay. He then said that if someone talks to you about someone they like and it isn't you, in his book it means they aren't into you.  I then responded with that it wasn’t true in my eyes, but I’m not the typical girl.  If I talk to someone about stuff like that it means that I’m comfortable with them and trust them.  I told him then that I honestly wouldn’t turn him down to a date.  He then responded with “Ha ha ha, maybe when I get back.”

So, I am left confused. Was he just joking? Or was he serious? Was I in the right of being confused? In his standards, didn’t he put me in the friend zone too when he talked about the gal from Provo?  How do you define the friend zone? How do you know if you are in the friend zone? Why is there this stupid thing called the friend zone?  Or was he thinking that since he's leaving next week for four months that, "What the hey, I'll tell her that I'm interested?" I’m looking for your opinions. :)

*Let me clarify: I am not really into this person, just was kind of interested*

The Odd Tender Mercies of Life

I feel bad that I haven't posted in awhile, but, well, I've been busy. I have many posts planned for once the semester ends.  My day today deemed worthy of me posting, so that's what I'm going to do.

Many of you may know that I have found a new love for the musical "Through the Looking Glass: Alice the Musical."  Titus Productions gets to have the opportunity to put on the U.S. premiere of the show.  They haven't put up the auditions yet... I feel like I've been stalking their page every day, checking to see if they have posted anything.  I instantly fell in love with the music, and ordered the album from England about three weeks ago. The site didn't send me a shipping code or anything... I almost lost hope of getting the album but I had the feeling to check the mail box before I went to work today. Surely enough, it was there. My heart jumpped a beat and I was beaming with excitement as I climbed into my car.  I then got super sad because my car doesn't have a CD player.  When I got to work I shared my excitement with my boss and she then in return told me that she would allow me to listen to it in the bus while I picked up kids from school. I was excited.

When I was driving the bus today picking up kids from school, before the intersection there was this little dog in the middle of the road. Cars were swerving around him. It was crazy. I was turning right, and for some reason I decided to slow down. And then for some reason unknown to me, I still don't know why I did it, I opened the drivers side door of the bus looked the dog in the eye, and told him to get in. He then climbed into the bus right away, which surprised me.  At that moment it was like we could understand each other.  The kids were freaking out wondering why I picked up this random dog. I'm almost back at work and I'm wondering, "What am I going to do with this dog?" "What is my boss going to do?" "What possessed me to pick up this creature while I was at work?"  My boss handled it well and laughed at me.  We ended up finding it's owner.  Moral of the story, the kids at work think I'm some savior and my boss's boss said that there is never a boring moment at work.

Still don't know why I picked up that dog.  I had the impression to pick up the dog, and I was like, okay, and picked up the dog.  I will honestly admit that I don't really care for dogs.  It was weird.  When I saw that poor creature in the middle of the road, I kind of related to him.  He was lost, scared, things were moving fast in front of him, and he had no way of getting to safety.  I was this dog's personal savior today.  We all need that someone to reach out and save us at those times that we are in utter despair.  Today I can truly say, "Thank goodness for those guardian angels, the spirit, and the atonement."

I am a Mormon, true blue, through and through.  Persecutions may arise, mobs may assemble, but I will stand as a witness of God at all times, all things, and all places.  (My personal title of liberty)

Confession

It's been over a week since I last made a blog post, and I kind of feel bad about it.  In honor of my birthday I decided to post something fun.

For those of you who didn't know... I love Perry the Platypus from the Disney show Phineas and Ferb.  To prove my point, I have pictures to show you guys:

  

 

A random talent of mine: Cutting paper and making it look like what I want it to look like.  One of the children at work really wanted a Perry creation, so here is what I came up with.

A great thing about working with Elementary age children is that you get to celebrate Valentines Day... The fun way.  I got a random flash of brilliance while I was at work and decided that I really wanted to make a box, and specifically a Perry the Platypus one.

This next one came to me through the awesomeness of one of my good pals Miss Kristen. She had purchased a Phineas and Ferb belt from FYE and I decided that I wanted one.  While I was there I found a strickly Perry the Platapus belt.  I fell in LOVE with it, and well, it had to come home with me. (Note: I still need to go get the Perry the Platypus belt buckle that goes with it.)

My ma surprised me with a watch on Christmas, and not just an ordinary watch,  it was a Perry the Platypus watch and on the watch hands it lables which one is the hour hand and which one is the minute hand.

#nowihavenotroubletellingtimewitharegularclock

 

Here I am showing off my newest addition to my collection. Yes, I couldn't help myself. I saw it at Walmart today and I decided that it had to come home with me.  I also now have blue airwalks to match with this shirt and my work shirt. Happy Birthday to me! :)

Also, for my entrance song for the Jester's Royale comedy improv team is the Perry the Platypus theme song. So, now that I have told you guys this, what is it that you guys love?