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Monday, September 30, 2013

I'm A Woman, Dammit!


I used to say I was the perfect girlfriend...love drinking, sports & sex.  I can talk Red Sox and Bruins better than most guys, and am perfectly comfortable in a sports bar.  While moving I was shocked to find I own a dress, since I'm happiest in my jeans and Converse.  But lately I've found myself wanting to be seen as a girl.

Don't get me wrong, I love my sports.  With the Red Sox headed to the playoffs, the Patriots undefeated, and the Bruins season about to get underway I love it.  But when I get a message from Nothing that just says "did you watch the game" it sometimes annoys me.  My friend wrote "thank you, gorgeous" when I did something for him at work.  Now I'm not saying I'm gorgeous, but it's much more ladylike than "it was a great game".        

At my second job I usually worked in the tool and lawn & garden department.  I'm seen as "one of the guys".  Which isn't always a bad thing.  I now know my way around power tools and lawn equipment.  I'm actually quite handy.  I'm also kinda shy, so sports can sometimes help break the ice. 

But I realize I want to be wooed.  I've never had flowers delivered to me (oh wait, I did once, when my friend felt bad that nobody had ever so she sent them herself).  I want to be wined and dined, I want to feel special.  Don't get me wrong, Nothing has never made me feel unattractive, but I want more.  I guess I want to be treated like a woman.  I'm pretty independent, but I'd like someone to take care of me for a change. 

I'm fairly independent, but I'd like someone to take care of me for a change.  Someone to hand me the tissues when I cry at a sappy movie, to buy tickets to a show just because they know I want to see it, to bring me soup when I'm sick.  Maybe I need a me.            

But if you want to talk about my "tight end" that's okay. 

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