Yellow Rose of Texas

So yesterday my best friend and I had lunch together and the conversation always varies drastically from one silly subject to the next...I suppose that's what happens when you've been friend for over 10 years. Amid phrases like "I drink jalapeños for breakfast," and "oh my gosh, that puppy is so cute!" Or, "don't look, her leggings are sheer!! Eek!" We stumbled upon a rather serious topic...see, we are both over 30, and while that's still relatively young, we arent quite green behind the ears anymore. I just turned 30 a little over a month ago, and she is 32 and newly married...so yes, by all stretches of reality, we are very young still, and that's great!! However...have you ever heard someone tell you that the crazy things you did when you were younger would some day catch up with you?? Well, 30 seems to be the golden ticket ladies and gentlemen!! We have both led very active lifestyles and both have very physically demanding caree...

“As it is, we are merely bolting our lives—gulping down undigested experiences as fast as we can stuff them in—because awareness of our own existence is so superficial and so narrow that nothing seems to us more boring than simple being.  If I ask you what you did, saw, heard, smelled, touched and tasted yesterday, I am likely to get nothing more than the thin, sketchy outline of the few things that you noticed, and of those only what you thought worth remembering. Is it surprising that an existence so experienced seems so empty and bare that its hunger for an infinite future is insatiable? But suppose you could answer, “It would take me forever to tell you, and I am much too interested in what’s happening now.” How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes, such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such a fabulous arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself as anything less than a god? And, when you ...

So, last night I posted about my ex....its all too funny that he actually contacted me today! He wants to be friends!! Um, hello....why??? Can someone please answer that for me and explain WHY someone would want to be friends with an ex that there didn't even seem to be any sort of lasting bond with? We weren't friends prior to dating, so why would we be friends after dating? I don't understand this concept of trying to be friends wth an ex....it leads to more heartache and just isn't healthy. I feel like ats an easy way to hang on to an idea of love rather than being in love. Its a lazy mans way through heartbreak... Right? Is being friends with an ex possible? Thoughts, feedback, opinions?

I just finished reading an entry on one of my favorite reader published online blogs on elephant.com (Article and link at the bottom of page), and couldn't help but to think to myself that me reading it was of no certain coincidence...You see, I, as I'm sure many others out there, can TOTALLY relate to Kate Rose's words that seem to have been written from a place far more guttural and primal than I'm willing to write and speak from in relation to my most recent relationship. I'm really not even sure if it's completely the same thing at all, but what I do know is that I was in a very unhealthy relationship that lasted exponentially longer than it should have... I think as women, we tend to ignore red flags and think to ourselves "oh, if only I hadn't have reacted in this particular way," or "well, if I had just given him a moment longer when he walked in the door instead of jumping to say hello right away..." That last one sounds pretty r...