Some Random Thoughts Amidst Dating

vintage-date[Hi spinster friends!  It’s been awhile.  For those of you with whom I’m not acquainted, pertinent things about me are thus:  I wear cat necklaces, I drink 5 cups of tea a day, I keep a poison garden, I tend to tell stories that involve TMI, and I’m currently braving the online dating scene for the second time (take pity on me).]

My armpits are probably the softest this side of the Mississippi.  The latest manfriend hasn’t shown any affinity for armpit nuzzling, but by God, armpit exfoliation seems important when I’m primping for a date.  And please, none of that apricot scrub crap.  If you’re serious about this type of thing, only a firm bristled body brush will do.  Think of it like a boot scraper, but for your armpits.  Ignore your tears the first couple of rounds.  It gets more bearable, I promise.  But under no circumstances should you apply a prescription strength antiperspirant following said exfoliation.  DON’T DO IT, TRUST ME ON THIS ONE.

My latest horror is also the state of my feet calluses.  My favorite sporting activity started up which means disgusting, painful blisters.  And so, I let my calluses flourish because I don’t want to feel like my feet are falling off when I play.  But this puts a wrench in the Getting Frisky process.  Just when I want to start writhing in ecstasy (TMI?), and I’m ready to start rubbing my legs against the other person, I recall my toes and freeze.  God forbid my toe should snag against his khakis, or worse, maim his bare leg (I have fierce calluses, y’all).  Just last night I was in danger of this very thing!  Thank goodness for socks.  Selection of them is key and you must sell the excuse for not taking them off, “I’m allergic to carpet, isn’t that wild?!  Hives every time if I don’t properly protect myself.”

I’m also becoming an expert at the application of concealer.  It’s almost a necessity when one has a chin like Sarah Jessica Parker.  That thing gets in the way of everything, and kissing a guy with sexy facial stubble is like rubbing against coarse sandpaper for hours.  I’ve even scabbed over after a particularly amorous night (Marcus Aurelius, 2003).  The next morning arrives and my chin is flaming red.  To arrive at work like that would be like wearing a giant sign, “I Made Out with a Boy Last Night.”  Sure, I’m kind of happy to know I was up to Fun Happenings while my coworker was at home watching Dora with her 5 yr. old, but they don’t need to know that.  And thus, I’ve carefully mastered the technique of concealer, powder, foundation, concealer, foundation, powder.  The Chagall of concealer, right here, folks.

It would be really great if dates could be scheduled a few weeks in advance.  Some of us don’t place dishes directly into the dishwasher after use.  Sometimes it take a couple weeks.  In those instances, one might need time to procure a surgical mask to ward off errant mold spores.  One might also need to organize the three foot tall and tipping stack of magazine.  And throw away the mound of Reese’s wrappers from last weekend.  And Swiffer the bathroom.  And steam clean the sofa.  And fix that broken blind.  And put the suitcase away, that one from three weeks ago.  And hide the cat foot cans.  Hell, hide the cat litter box. And the toys.  And that special grass I cultivate for them.

Oh God, what will the cats do when I finally wrangle a man into my bedroom?  Should I be concerned?  I should be concerned.

-Kate

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32 thoughts on “Some Random Thoughts Amidst Dating

  1. I found applying a good amount of lotion to my face helps with the beard burn. Which I get fiercely, having rather sensitive facial skin. This is not a guarantee mind you, but it has helped. 🙂

  2. I laughed so hard at this because it is terribly relate-able! I adore your blog very much and look forward to your next posts about…..everything!!

    • It’s already kept at least one relationship from progressing and it was a bummer because we had a lot in common. Current manfriend has a cat, so at least we’ve got the go-ahead on that front, right?

      • Right 🙂 and you know…this is the thing-I have a good friend I’ve had crush on for quite a while, he is allergic to cats, so I have to “decat” my place before he comes in and you know…I have 3 cats and their hair are EVERYWHERE and by everywhere I mean on my underwear too sometimes…imagine (as I did) situation when we get wild passionate (no shower before) guy starts to go all over your body aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand sneez sneez sneez, itchy eyes, itchy throat…
        yep…my imagination got me laughing loud and crush was mostly gone ;D I can only go for a guy that can live with cats, dogs (and maybe horse) one day ;p probably that’s one of many reasons why I’m single for quite a while now!

    • Sometimes I wonder, “Where have the other organizationally challenged people gone?” Glad to find one one here! And so glad you love the blog. We look forward to getting to know you.

  3. I’m a newcomer to the Confederacy awesomeness, but I wanted to chime in on welcoming you back — this is a fantastic piece!

    I can totally relate to the chin issues; I met a dreamy dude the night before I checked in for my semester of off-campus study in undergrad, and damned if my ID picture doesn’t feature my bright red chin. The fact that my make-out session was immortalized in my ID was slightly mortifying. (Or slightly gratifying. Or a little of both.)

    • Bwahaha, I’m about to have a very stressful day and I needed a good laugh! I have a feeling we could trade some fun college stories… And welcome to the CoS! Can’t wait to chat more.

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