We've all been there! I know I have. You are in love someone, you're happy, thinking about the future! Then one day... You wake up, wonder what happened to that plan you had, about your future. You roll out of bed, hoping HE doesn't wake up, because you don't even want to hear his voice, because it gets on your nerves. You tip toe into the kitchen to make coffee, then realize the noise may possibly wake him. Well, you run back into the bedroom hurry up and get ready for work, there will be coffee when you get there. As your getting ready to leave you hear the grumbling of your loved one asking what your doing. You swallow your disgust and hatred, walk over, and say.. Don't worry baby, go back to sleep i'm off to work! Give him a quick kiss, and make a run for it!
When you get to work, you look at your friend and ask... "When do you know when it's time to leave" For her just to look back at you, and respond "If you're asking that question... then it's time!" Your phone is vibrating on the counter.. His ears must be burning. You unlock your blackberry to see it.. a text reading (from him) What's wrong? You're acting different! You think about what to say that can get you in the least amount of trouble. Baby, I'm fine, just tired, haven't been sleeping well. When in fact you know you want to grab your dog, and run.. run far away, and FAST!
The sad part... it what helped you come to the conclusion that it was time, is a song by The Pussycat Dolls, you heard on So You Think You Can Dance, the night before! Who knew they could be some philosophical?
The question is... If you feel so deeply about someone so deeply, how can you fall out of love with them so quickly? Were you ever in love with them to begin with, or were they just convenient? How do you know?? Is there a way to find out before you waste all of those years, on nothing? Maybe I'll explore this next...
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Would you like the RED pill or the BLUE pill?
I am starting a project! It's called the Rabbit Hole: How a mans mind works! Yea, I know sounds cheesy, I sent out a questionnaire to a few of my male friends, asking them about 10 questions! They all have the same questions, but it should be interesting to see how they all answer! Hopefully, I will have that up soon...
Monday, September 12, 2011
Who is the little guy?
Most guys treat sex like car problem, bigger wrench, pull/push harder, etc. When in essence all you have to do to bond and have mind blowing sex is form a real and true connection-- almost on any level. Once you do that, the gloves are off. Patience pays when it comes to women and real sex.. That's according to my friend Robert! Which is very true! That's one thing I have never truly understood.. Sex on the first date? What's the point?
First of all, you have to mental connection! Second of all, how much do you know about this person? What's their last name? Do they have any siblings? When is their birthday?? I'm told by many of my guy friends, that if you sleep with them on the first date, they will never have a serious relationship with you!
Then why do they try? C'mon their guys, they only really truly think with the head that's being held back by their flashy button up fly! I do wonder when they are on that first date... hmmm... when do they decide if they are going to try? Is it part of their stupid little game they play to get you to jump into bed (or the backseat depending on what kinda girl you are)? I've met plenty of guys, that when I've said it's not going to happen, they move on! Their loss not mine!
Still my favorite is still the guy who gets drunk intentionally, and then looks at you and says... "So where am I sleeping?"
Just for me to look right back over, and say... "Your house if you can make it, i'll even walk you to your car!" Today in this world, just like Lil' Kim said... If a guy has three girls than he's the man, if a girl do they same then she's a whore! So who came up with that? some jerk with little man syndrome?
My whole reason isn't to bash men... They have good tendencies.. They mow grass, open jars, lift heavy things, and some are just pretty to look at! Ooooh nothing better than a tall man with muscles and tattoos, not wearing a shirt lifting something heavy, and wiping the sweat from his brow... ok, snap out of it, enough day dreaming! Or is it enough... lalalala
Friday, August 26, 2011
The Green Eyed Girl Charlotte is going on location!!
Get ready!! I'm turning this blog into a podcast!!! A live, show that will be on youtube.com plus, I am also starting a website!!
I'll be going around to local, bars and restaurants, and asking you guys questions about: Love, Sex, and Relationships!!
So get ready the camera is coming out to play!!!
Love & Kisses
GEG-CLT
I'll be going around to local, bars and restaurants, and asking you guys questions about: Love, Sex, and Relationships!!
So get ready the camera is coming out to play!!!
Love & Kisses
GEG-CLT
You can't always get what you want
The Rolling Stones said it best... You can't always get what you want, but, if you try sometimes you get what you need!!
However sometimes what you need, gets you into quite a bit of trouble!
You roll over look at your clock, and see that time has arrived, the time a day where it all begins! You wake up everyone morning.. Just hoping that it is going to be a wonderful day! You sit up in bed, stretch your arms, and make that growling yawn, that sounds like a mix between an angry bear, and a dying trojan soldier. You wipe your eyes, and roll out of the fort you built during all the tossing and turning you did during the night. Your feet slip into your fuzzy leopard print slippers you pull on your silky robe, and make your way into the bathroom, to wash off the disgust you acquired the night before! You look in the mirror, and think to yourself, or even say in a soft whisper.. "what the @#$% happened?" Your eyes are blackened with the glamorous smokey eye you achieved before starting the night, but wonder when exactly you started transforming into a cracked out raccoon. Your hair is a whole different story! Seriously, was I in a Ke$ha look a like contest?? You start looking through your iPhone, you see you called almost everyone you know including you know including your boss, an ex, and arch enemy, and even some numbers you randomly dialed! You can't even imagine what you would have said! You are terrified to look at your text messages, you know if you took the time to personally call people, who knows what you texted to people!
You step into the shower, and as the water is running over you, and your starting your lather, rinse, repeat, ritual images start flowing! You start remembering, there was a lot of loud music, there was a lot of dancing, a lot of drinking, you even danced on a table... Ok, that sounds like every night on the town! As you smother your hair with your deep conditioner, and start shaving your legs, you notice a big bruise on your leg, and OUCH! it freakin' hurts! What the hell happened! You rush to finish, get out dry off, put your robe and slippers on. Run outside your house, hair still soaking wet, and you sigh with relief! Good news, you didn't drive, your car is not in your driveway! Crap! did I drive and it was stolen! A look of confusion appears on your face! You walk inside and you smile, there is a receipt, from a cab company! You walk into your living room, there is a lump covered in blankets! You tip toe over to your fire place, and grab that log poking stick (what is that thing called anyways??) You want to poke the lump! The lump grumbles, you get a little nervous... who is under there! I head pops up! You see the face, it's not familiar. You ask the blonde surfer looking boy who he is! He looks at you and tells you, you and your friend tried to pick up him and his boyfriend. You can't help but to laugh! Then you remember your best friend is asleep in your guest room! You run up to wake her up! The surfer boy fills us in...
apparently this is how your night went!
You roll over look at your clock, and see that time has arrived, the time a day where it all begins! You wake up everyone morning.. Just hoping that it is going to be a wonderful day! You sit up in bed, stretch your arms, and make that growling yawn, that sounds like a mix between an angry bear, and a dying trojan soldier. You wipe your eyes, and roll out of the fort you built during all the tossing and turning you did during the night. Your feet slip into your fuzzy leopard print slippers you pull on your silky robe, and make your way into the bathroom, to wash off the disgust you acquired the night before! You look in the mirror, and think to yourself, or even say in a soft whisper.. "what the @#$% happened?" Your eyes are blackened with the glamorous smokey eye you achieved before starting the night, but wonder when exactly you started transforming into a cracked out raccoon. Your hair is a whole different story! Seriously, was I in a Ke$ha look a like contest?? You start looking through your iPhone, you see you called almost everyone you know including you know including your boss, an ex, and arch enemy, and even some numbers you randomly dialed! You can't even imagine what you would have said! You are terrified to look at your text messages, you know if you took the time to personally call people, who knows what you texted to people!
You step into the shower, and as the water is running over you, and your starting your lather, rinse, repeat, ritual images start flowing! You start remembering, there was a lot of loud music, there was a lot of dancing, a lot of drinking, you even danced on a table... Ok, that sounds like every night on the town! As you smother your hair with your deep conditioner, and start shaving your legs, you notice a big bruise on your leg, and OUCH! it freakin' hurts! What the hell happened! You rush to finish, get out dry off, put your robe and slippers on. Run outside your house, hair still soaking wet, and you sigh with relief! Good news, you didn't drive, your car is not in your driveway! Crap! did I drive and it was stolen! A look of confusion appears on your face! You walk inside and you smile, there is a receipt, from a cab company! You walk into your living room, there is a lump covered in blankets! You tip toe over to your fire place, and grab that log poking stick (what is that thing called anyways??) You want to poke the lump! The lump grumbles, you get a little nervous... who is under there! I head pops up! You see the face, it's not familiar. You ask the blonde surfer looking boy who he is! He looks at you and tells you, you and your friend tried to pick up him and his boyfriend. You can't help but to laugh! Then you remember your best friend is asleep in your guest room! You run up to wake her up! The surfer boy fills us in...
apparently this is how your night went!
- You started off pre-gaming with straight grape vodka
- You got a cab uptown
- You drank more
- You danced on a few tables
- You got lost and departed from your friend!
- You yelled and hit a bouncer with your shoe, when he tried to help you
- Your phone finally rings, and you find your friend.. She's in a cab on the street
- You pick up a gay guy who takes you to a gay bar, because they still serve until four am!
- His boyfriend doesn't want to party, but he does, so you take him home
- The very nice gay guy tells you what you did the night before!
Hmmm.. Maybe Ole' Mick didn't say it best!
Oh well, at least you are safe, and (so far) there isn't a warrant for your arrest!
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
She's going for distance.. She's going for speed... SHE IS ALL ALONE
I'm so tired of watching my girlfriends, meet the perfect guy for them... Just to find out that guy needs to do one little thing!! Grow a pair!
When I hear my friends talking about how things may not be working out, I start asking questions! I tell them to start from the begining. I ask, did you bring up marriage too soon? Talk about how you're biological clock is ticking, and you're ready to pop out a few? Are you texting or calling him too much, posting to many comments on his facebook posts, or posting too many that relate to him? Then I dig deeper. I ask what this guy does, where does he live, any children, crazy exes, I even tell them to google the guy, and look him up on the arrest inquiry for where he lives! Yea, I know it sounds crazy! It's saved me quite a few times! My roommate started "seeing" a guy recently lets call him... (hmm what would be a good name??) Let's call him.. George! George seemed like a really nice guy! I approved of him from the get go! Nice guy, successful, even had an adorable little girl! Seemed to me a great guy for her! George lives in Asheville, where as most of you know is only a couple hours away! That made Lil' Georgie a lil' nervous! I"m sorry, but only two hours away, isn't bad! After all, if I knew I had feelings for someone, and I wanted to make it work, I don't care if they were one of Santa's helpers, living at the North Pole, I would make it work.
Dating as much as I hate it, shouldn't be feared! Well, let me rephrase that! The people you meet can be a bit scary, but, you never know that next frog you kiss could turn into a prince! Yea, I know I seem like an angry cold hearted bitch, (don't worry, it's ok! I call myself that) I do have a little insight! I mean after all, I just met a guy who I'm completely into , and guess what? He lives in Seattle!
I came up with an idea this summer with a friend of mine, who I recently found out wasn't a friend who I thought she was! That we were going to start out own website.. I'm actually going to go through with it! I have quite a bit to say.. as anyone who knows me may know! Until someone ties me up, and sews my mouth shut, I'm going to keep talking! It's not like my big mouth hasn't gotten me into plenty of trouble already! It hasn't stopped me yet!
Monday, June 20, 2011
You've got a friend
So why is it, once you enter a relationship, you no longer have your friends? Is it a rule, that once you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, your boyfriends and girlfriends are no longer of importance? Girls get jealous of their boyfriends female friends, and vice versa! If you care about someone, shouldn't you take them as they are? When you meet that person, do you customize them? Make them change their hair color, change the way they dress? No! You love everything about them.
I learned a long time ago, when I was in a situation where; my friends were not good for me, and the way I dressed wasn't appropriate. However, his friends were good for me, and whatever he wanted to do was appropriate! I hate to break it to you boys out there! Just because you have a penis doesn't make you king!
For you ladies out there, who do the same thing... You are not the queen!
When it comes to relationships, you shouldn't change your whole life around, to make that person happy! If you are someone they want to be with, they should like everything about you! You should still be allowed to live your life, and "do you"
There has been plenty of times, where I've had guy friends, who I would hang out with, watch movies, play scrabble, etc... THEY WERE JUST FRIENDS!! Then they get girlfriends, and adios! I never see them, or talk to them anymore. They are gone, luckily because of Facebook, and having girlfriends who take pictures of EVERYTHING they do, I know they are still kickin!
The way I look at it, is... If your friends were there before the significant other, they are going to be there after! I learned my lesson before, I got rid of my friends, then... When I had to leave my ex, I had to beg for forgiveness from my friends! That was a lot of arse to kiss!
That is a subject every couple needs to talk about! Surprisingly people have just friends! Also the way it boils down, is if you are that insecure about something that ridiculous... It's not going to work! Another if you are constantly accusing them of cheating or whatever it may be, we immediately think you have a guilty conscious and that is your way of coming clean.
Friends are forever, boyfriends and girlfriends are easily replaceable!
I learned a long time ago, when I was in a situation where; my friends were not good for me, and the way I dressed wasn't appropriate. However, his friends were good for me, and whatever he wanted to do was appropriate! I hate to break it to you boys out there! Just because you have a penis doesn't make you king!
For you ladies out there, who do the same thing... You are not the queen!
When it comes to relationships, you shouldn't change your whole life around, to make that person happy! If you are someone they want to be with, they should like everything about you! You should still be allowed to live your life, and "do you"
There has been plenty of times, where I've had guy friends, who I would hang out with, watch movies, play scrabble, etc... THEY WERE JUST FRIENDS!! Then they get girlfriends, and adios! I never see them, or talk to them anymore. They are gone, luckily because of Facebook, and having girlfriends who take pictures of EVERYTHING they do, I know they are still kickin!
The way I look at it, is... If your friends were there before the significant other, they are going to be there after! I learned my lesson before, I got rid of my friends, then... When I had to leave my ex, I had to beg for forgiveness from my friends! That was a lot of arse to kiss!
That is a subject every couple needs to talk about! Surprisingly people have just friends! Also the way it boils down, is if you are that insecure about something that ridiculous... It's not going to work! Another if you are constantly accusing them of cheating or whatever it may be, we immediately think you have a guilty conscious and that is your way of coming clean.
Friends are forever, boyfriends and girlfriends are easily replaceable!
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Nine Lives
When will friends learn to just be friends... I'm probably one of the few girls who can have guy friends who are just guy friends. They are there when I need them, a shoulder to cry on with out the reach around. However there is the one guy friend, who If I had met him under different circumstances he would have definatley been lust material. He's a great guy to be around, and, I love hanging out with him... Then a week ago, he looks me in the eye and tells me... "I actually like you, and like being friends with you.. but, everytime I am around you I just want to kiss you" Well, now i'm screwed! What do I do, take the chance and possibly loose an awesome friend if it doesn't work out? or remain friends, and wonder... I know typical...
Being a single woman is a lot of work, you keep your eye open at all times for that special guy, then... you spend thirty minutes getting ready to go to the waffle house, just incase David Beckham is sitting at the bar, and his ready to leave Posh, and run away with you! (Hey! I can dream can't I??) God only knows what is in store for you!
I mean after all, I'm actually in love with someone I never fell out of love with...
Friday, June 10, 2011
Here we go again...
Now, that I'm in my late twenties, I've realized that I am in fact ready to settle down. I want to find the special person who makes me feel like I am complete. However, to get to that point, you have to go on multiple dates, with all the wrong guys. As your getting ready for each date, you put on your make up, pick out the perfect outfit, and hope that this one could possibly be the one. Then you walk into a crowded wine bar, to see the blind date you've been set up with standing in the corner sipping on a corona. You think to yourself, "should I slowly back out, and hope he doesn't see me?" Ooops too late, you've been spotted. You make your way over to find that the "tall handsome banker" you were supposed to meet, is balding, but, still has more hair on his head than the teeth in his mouth. YIKES!
There is always that guy, the one your friend sets you up with, who they think is perfect for you! Obviously, your friend needs to learn something about you, because setting you up with a Jersey Shores reject really isn't your cup of herbal tea! You go on date after date, after long painful date. Well, at least there is dinner... right? There's been a few times, I've just had to part ways, before the server could bring the drinks. Heck, I've even had a date leave me, at the restaurant because, he just couldn't take a joke! Seriously, where are the guys who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty, take less time to get ready than I do, and a sense of humor is a MUST!!! We are all aware that prince charming doesn't really exist, if you do think that, here is a free reality check! No one is perfect, however someone is perfect for you! Just keep fishing, you will keep catching guppies for a while, but, one day, when your line tugs, there will be a prize winner waiting for you, just don't try to mount it on your wall :-)
There is always that guy, the one your friend sets you up with, who they think is perfect for you! Obviously, your friend needs to learn something about you, because setting you up with a Jersey Shores reject really isn't your cup of herbal tea! You go on date after date, after long painful date. Well, at least there is dinner... right? There's been a few times, I've just had to part ways, before the server could bring the drinks. Heck, I've even had a date leave me, at the restaurant because, he just couldn't take a joke! Seriously, where are the guys who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty, take less time to get ready than I do, and a sense of humor is a MUST!!! We are all aware that prince charming doesn't really exist, if you do think that, here is a free reality check! No one is perfect, however someone is perfect for you! Just keep fishing, you will keep catching guppies for a while, but, one day, when your line tugs, there will be a prize winner waiting for you, just don't try to mount it on your wall :-)
Being a single woman, is a hard life to balance. You have to juggle work, friends, family, and (trying) to live a healthy lifestyle. I was single through most of my life, all through high school, and college. Then one day, I met this guy. I thought he was the ONE, the guy who was going to sweep me off my feet. Boy, after five years, I found out I was very, very wrong. He didn't sweep me off my feet into his arms, he only sweeped me off my feet into a wall.
When I decided to leave, I moved home. I was happy to find out one of my best friends was moving back as well. When she arrived she introduced me to dating websites. So, I made a profile, uploaded a few photos, and hoped I wasn't going to meet Charlie Manson. So, a guy emailed me, Cute photos, great job, seemed really nice. Ummm yea, so I meet him at a bar, he was surrounded by empty cocktail glasses (and, I was early). Shortly after I arrive his speech starts slurring, and he starts yelling. I try my hardest to start acting crazy, saying things like "I always carry a knife, just in case I have to stab someone" his response "That's SO hot" No matter what I said it did not turn this guy off. Luckily I convinced him I was tired and wanted to go home.
For some reason I decided to keep on keepin' on! Date #2 Owner of a construction company. Seemed like a nice guy, once again, cute photos. His idea for a date, Bobcats game!! Of course, I had never been to one, and being the huge sports fan that I am; I was very excited!! He then tells me he's getting courtside tickets!! I'm getting more and more excited. So I meet the guy at the arena before the game. After introducing himself he then tells me he hasn't gotten tickets yet, and need to buy them. UGH really?? He then buys floor seats from some guy off the street. Ended up being pretty good seats! Then we sit down, the game starts, I'm focused into the game! What does #2 do?? Starts talking... Once again UGH! He's also trying to convince me, not only is he just that awesome, he is a stunt crotch rocket rider, and he busted his sprocket! I excuse myself to the ladies room. The lady that was sitting a few seats down from us approaches me, asking if it was our first date. I told her yes, she asked if there would be a second one, I smiled and said "NO"
After the game, we meet some of my friends at a bar across the street. Luckily, I was able to ditch him. Later I find out he asked my best male friend if I was in fact a whore, and slept with a lot of guys.
When I decided to leave, I moved home. I was happy to find out one of my best friends was moving back as well. When she arrived she introduced me to dating websites. So, I made a profile, uploaded a few photos, and hoped I wasn't going to meet Charlie Manson. So, a guy emailed me, Cute photos, great job, seemed really nice. Ummm yea, so I meet him at a bar, he was surrounded by empty cocktail glasses (and, I was early). Shortly after I arrive his speech starts slurring, and he starts yelling. I try my hardest to start acting crazy, saying things like "I always carry a knife, just in case I have to stab someone" his response "That's SO hot" No matter what I said it did not turn this guy off. Luckily I convinced him I was tired and wanted to go home.
For some reason I decided to keep on keepin' on! Date #2 Owner of a construction company. Seemed like a nice guy, once again, cute photos. His idea for a date, Bobcats game!! Of course, I had never been to one, and being the huge sports fan that I am; I was very excited!! He then tells me he's getting courtside tickets!! I'm getting more and more excited. So I meet the guy at the arena before the game. After introducing himself he then tells me he hasn't gotten tickets yet, and need to buy them. UGH really?? He then buys floor seats from some guy off the street. Ended up being pretty good seats! Then we sit down, the game starts, I'm focused into the game! What does #2 do?? Starts talking... Once again UGH! He's also trying to convince me, not only is he just that awesome, he is a stunt crotch rocket rider, and he busted his sprocket! I excuse myself to the ladies room. The lady that was sitting a few seats down from us approaches me, asking if it was our first date. I told her yes, she asked if there would be a second one, I smiled and said "NO"
After the game, we meet some of my friends at a bar across the street. Luckily, I was able to ditch him. Later I find out he asked my best male friend if I was in fact a whore, and slept with a lot of guys.
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