Note: The "Trooper" in question is not actually in the military. It's a metaphor, people.

April 28, 2009

Kids in Love

Thanks everyone for your words of support. I'm glad to hear that (at least some of you) aren't tired of the DT/WG relationship ups and downs. I promise to keep them coming, mixed in with some classics from my previous battles. It's so strange to have a crisis of confidence on a public blog. Strange, but comforting too. Thanks for reading!

I'm working on a new entry but in the meantime couldn't resist sharing this video that captures what I wish love in the grown up was like all the time (not just at the beginning). Absolutely adorable. Enjoy.




Dismissed.

April 21, 2009

Rebirth of the Blog

As much as I love Wine Guy and all the fodder he has given me for this blog, I have to admit that his arrival on the scene just two months after it first launched (Feb. 2007) took me (and you guys) down an entirely different - and perhaps less entertaining- path than I had intended.

I wanted to tell stories. Funny ones. Pathetic ones. Unbelievable ones. And all true ones. Basically the stories about dating that make it all sometimes feel like an excruciating war that, if you survive with your dignity intact (let alone with a significant other), you feel like you deserve a medal, a statue, and an annual reunion with your fellow war buddies. Instead, what you ended up getting with this blog was a bunch of neurotic relationship-building blather.

Well, I'm done with that --at least until something major happens with us. In the meantime, I don't think you want to hear about how Wine Guy and I split up the house cleaning chores or that WG's farts are growing more frequent, louder, and more entertaining - to him.

Instead, I'm going to tap into the extensive reservoir of dating stories I never got to tell you. The ones that formed my perspective and the ones, frankly, I think you might actually want to read.

If it has to do with a boy that caught my eye, it's fair game. and trust me, I have stories that go back to kindergarten. Hopefully this will keep you interested, entertained and - most importantly - feeling like you're not in this alone.

It all boils down to this - I forgot this damn blog was supposed to be FUN! Not just for the readers but for me too, dammit. Bitching and moaning about whatever is bothering me that day (there's always something) and getting nasty comments about how my ovaries are drying up while I waste time being with the man I love (who hasn't proposed yet)....NOT FUN.

Since I'm on medical leave and have NOTHING to do all day, I hope to post more frequently. That's my goal anyway. There's only so much knitting and TV watching a person can do in a day.

Hope you stick around for the rebirth of Dating is Warfare.

Dismissed.

April 19, 2009

Gimp Chronicles

I'm mostly writing this post to push the last two down from the top of the list. I've heard from friends who have been catching up on Dating is Warfare over the last month, all of whom want to share their thoughts and reactions to some of the comments I received that clearly upset me. To be honest, it is all a vague blur to me and I can't really bring myself to re-read them. I was in no place to be reading or writing - let alone pondering life- having just come home from the hospital, in a lot of pain ,and not in the most uplifting of moods.

But I just wanted to say that I'm back in the land of the living, thinking and semi-walking and will resume writing more regularly again soon. After two weeks recuperating at my mom's, I came home about two weeks ago and have been getting better every day, physically and (sort of) mentally.

Wine Guy is taking tremendous care of me though it is no fun being so dependent on someone and I'm eager to get my extracurricular life back. As of right now, I can't drive, can put on my own shoes or socks, and can't bend forward to pick anything up. But I'm off the pain killers, catching up with my friends and remembering what my life used to be like pre-surgery.

Still, there is lots to tell and I will be back again soon telling it. Thanks for (hopefully) sticking around.

Dismissed.