It’s Q and A Tuesday so here are some answers to your questions!
Q: Who is Cowboy Casanova?
A: I am not telling.
Q: Who is Joe?
A: I am not telling.
Q: Did your parents read your blog after you warned them not to?
A: OF COURSE THEY DID!!!! In fact, not even 4 minutes after I post the first part of OG Bottle Rats: Part 1 I received a text from my mother that said “Who is Joe?” You guys… I wasn’t just magically born the nosiest person on the face of the earth. This was taught to me by my two nosy parents. It runs deep through my blood.
Q: How do you remember all of the details for your stories?
A: If you know me, you know that I have the absolute WORST memory on the face of the planet. Nights like the night I met Joe I actually do remember a lot of the details because the night was so crazy that I couldn’t help but remember. However, I did have a long chat with Barbie so that we could compare our stories and versions of the night. She filled in the missing pieces on all of the parts that I forgot over the years.
Q: What do you mean when you say “Love is easy. Relationships are not.” You’ve said it several times throughout your blog and I’m just looking for a clear explanation.
A: This is a really good question. I am going to try my best to give you a detailed, yet simple explanation of what I mean when I say that. I will start off by telling you a little bit about when Poodle and I first met…
It started a few days after I met Poodle at a blackjack table when I accidentally took his seat while he was in the restroom. He messaged me and said that it was good to see me. We chatted on and off for a few days and I had unknowingly used the wrong version of the word ‘straight’ a few times. I will never forget him texting me and saying (and I quote) “It’s straight, not strait. Straight as in a line and strait is a body of water. You’ll thank me later.” If you can’t tell by reading my blog posts, I’m a little bit sassy. I was taken back that this guy that I barely knew was correcting me. Who did he think he was? But then in the back of my mind… I kind of liked it. I didn’t love Poodle by any means at that point, but that was the exact moment I knew Poodle was different and he sparked my interest.
Another moment that sticks out in my mind was after Poodle and I had been casually hanging out for a couple of months, one day Poodle text me and said “I want to take you on a real date.” I was starting to develop feelings for Poodle so I was really excited. Everything up until this point had been very casual between him and I. I would always drive myself and we would meet at places whenever we would hang out. This night was different. Poodle picked me up from my house which he had never done before. He was wearing a button up shirt which I had never seen him do. When I got in his car, he just had it washed and cleaned. I could tell he had put thought and effort into this night of us hanging out. It was different than any of the other times. I felt a little silly because I was just in a t-shirt, denim shorts, and Converse. I should have put more effort into my outfit that night. When I went to sit down in the front seat of his car, I noticed that there was an envelope with my name on it on my seat. I opened it and it was a card with a monkey on it. Poodle said some really nice things in it about how we had gone about things backwards but he was really happy to be taking me on a real date. At the end he said “I got you this card because I miss you when you’re not around. Hell, I miss you when you leave the room. That… and who doesn’t like monkeys.” I couldn’t help but laugh. Poodle always knew what to say in a card to make me smile. Besides, he was right… Who doesn’t like monkeys?
A month later I left town for a week with my family on vacation. I talked to Poodle the entire I time I was gone. We FaceTimed for the first time when I was on that trip. When he answered my FaceTime call, for no apparent reason, he was wearing Spiderman mask. I couldn’t stop laughing. I had also mentioned that there were these cute shoes that I wanted to buy but for some reason I didn’t. I can’t remember why. I’m not sure if it was because they didn’t have my size or if it was because they were at a beach front shop and severely overpriced. When I got home from my vacation, I immediately went to see Poodle to take him a shirt I had bought him that said “I rented this slut” which he proudly wore. When I got to poodles house, there was a bouquet of flowers, some homemade chocolate chip cookies (I still have yet to meet anyone that can bake chocolate chip cookies as good as Poodles), a pink iPod cable, and a card. The card said how much he had missed me and at the bottom he wrote “Don’t buy those shoes you liked. I already bought them for you and they will be here next week.” It was really cute that he remembered me mentioning them and that he remembered my shoe size.
It wasn’t a one sided love either. My entire day revolved around doing what I could to make Poodle happy because as I’ve stated in previous posts, his happiness was my happiness. I would wake up early with Poodle and start his shower for him, make us breakfast, pack him a lunch, and send him out the door. I would be sure to make sure I was off work before him so that I could clean up the house, have his laundry done, and have dinner ready when he walked through the door. He worked far more than I did and I didn’t want his few hours at night to be spent worrying about cleaning or getting his laundry done. I wanted him to be able to relax and for us to be able to enjoy what little time we had together. Whenever Poodle would go out of town, I would pack him a travel bag full of the most ridiculous things I could find like TMNT word cross puzzles, a slinky, glow sticks, his favorite snack, or anything else I could find that I know would make him laugh, but that I also knew he would secretly use and enjoy. He would always leave me a surprise on my pillow with a card telling me he was counting down the seconds until he could come home to me. Poodle and I exchanged cards every single month on the 8th because that was the day of our anniversary. It didn’t matter if it was 3 months or 16 months. We both made an effort to always remember the small things whether it be a text checking in with one another throughout the day, a card, or even just lending the other person an ear to listen about their day.
I’ll never forget a card Poodle gave me on Thanksgiving after we had been seeing one another for about 6 months and one line he wrote in there said “I don’t know where we are heading, but one thing I do know that you have changed my heart.” That line has always stayed with me because that is the closest thing I can find to describe how I felt about Poodle. I didn’t understand why I felt so strongly about him and I didn’t know why it was him of all people that I felt that way about, but he did change my heart forever. He taught me that I could feel something for someone that I didn’t even know that I was capable of feeling. He was the first person to teach me that true love is unselfish.
As you can see, falling in love with Poodle was incredibly easy. I fell in love with him several times over the course of our relationship.
All of those aspects of our relationship were perfect because mine and Poodle’s love for one another was perfect.
I wanted to share those few snapshots of our relationship with you, because I want you guys to understand what I’m talking about when I say love is simple. Poodle correcting my grammar, having his car cleaned for our first “official date” and writing me a funny card, him remembering my shoe size, writing me silly cards, and being able to enjoy each others company while sitting on the couch were a few of the things that made falling in love with him over and over and over so simple.
One of the top three fights that Poodle and I ever has was over paint. Yep. You heard me correctly. Paint. It was WEEKS of stubborn behavior, us barely speaking, and both of us making passive aggressive comments to one another. We have laughed now about what a ridiculous waste of time that fight was and we both openly admit that we were wrong in different ways, but thats what relationships are. They are complicated. Even over something as stupid as paint. What is funny to me is that when we have a bad day in a relationship, we seem to question everything, but when we have a bad day when we’re single, it’s just that. A bad day. My mom always says the quote “There’s a thin line between love and hate.” and it is absolutely true. You can love someone SO much with all of your heart and soul and even be willing to take a bullet for them if necessary, but that same person can also cause a type of anger in you that you didn’t even know was possible where you to have steam coming out of your ears because you are so frustrated that they cannot understand why a polkadot wall is so damn important to you.
There were many slammed doors, nights of sleeping on the couch, days of silent treatment, arguments, different points of view, and A LOT of stubbornness. Poodle and I have two completely different personalities.
Loving someone is simple. All of the other things that happen in a relationship are what complicated things. Some people can pull through their obstacles and some people can’t. In the end, everything always works out how it should.
I hope that gives you a better explanation. 🙂
Q: In your opinion, why do you think so many people read your blog?
A: I have no idea why so many people read my blog. If I would have known that this was going to be successful, I would have started writing this blog two years ago. Then again, two years ago I was not emotionally ready to put myself out there like I am today. Writing this blog is really hard you guys. I have sat in front of my laptop and cried writing every single post except the Bottle Rat series because that wasn’t emotional or sad, it was hilarious. It’s very emotional thinking about the past whether it be good or bad. However, I am so happy that you guys have found entertainment out of it and hopefully you’ve learned a thing or two as well.
I think people read my blog for different reasons.
I think that guys I’ve gone on dates with or have dated read it to see if I write about them.
I think single women read it because they can relate to what I’m going through.
I think married women read it because they feel peace knowing that they get to snuggle in bed next to their prince charming every night while us single girls are out here slaying the trolls in order to find our “Mr. Right.”
I think single men read it and take notes about the things that irritate me so that they are sure not to do them on their future dates.
I think married men read it to see if their now wife did any of the crazy things I have done while they were dating.
We’ve all dated, loved, experienced heartbreak, acted crazy, acted sane, or had someone act crazy towards us. It doesn’t matter if you are a male, female, single, dating, or married, there is SOMETHING you can relate to in my blog. It’s a jungle out there in the dating world. Even if someone can’t find anything to relate to in my entire blog, I at least try to make it entertaining for you guys to read.
Thanks for the great questions you guys! Email me your questions for next week at SwipedOutLV@gmail.com!
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