I have a confession to make: I am a dork. I embraced this fact whole-heartedly from an early age and haven’t regretted it since. Well. Mostly.
See, my friends and I have started playing this game. It’s called, “Uhhh…Andrea, THIS is why you don’t have a boyfriend”.
It all started the other day when I had them over. We found ourselves outside on my back patio enjoying the sunshine and chatting, when I looked through the sliding glass door and saw my cat Baseball inside, rolling around on his back in the sunshine. I couldn’t help it! I let out an involuntary, “Awwww look at the little baseballyman bein the cutest thing everrrr!” (because he really was).
To their credit, all three guys looked over with a “d’awwww” – no one is immune to the cuteness of cats – before going back to their conversation. But when he heard his name, Baseball came over to the window and started meowing at me. So I meowed back (duh). He meowed again, so did I. We went back and forth like this for about 45 seconds until I broke the chain and called him “the best little kittyman in the whole wide world yes you are!” and looked up to find three guys laughing at me. Realization dawning, I said, “this is why I don’t have a boyfriend…isn’t it?” They could barely stop laughing long enough to say “yes”.
That was not the first time the thought had crossed my mind, either. In fact, a few nights earlier on a friday, when on of my friends was texting me from the bar, I was sitting on my butt on the couch doing this to my nails:
and watching AN ENTIRE SEASON of Bristol Palin’s reality TV show, “Bristol Palin: Life’s a Tripp”. And I don’t even like her.
As I sat there, eating chocolate cookies, I realized, “This, right here, is why I don’t have a boyfriend.”
But you know what? I’m okay with that. As pathetic as sitting on the couch alone on a friday night eating chocolate cookies while doing your nails and watching a reality show about someone you hate, sounds on paper – it isn’t really. Not if it’s what you want to be doing.
And I’m pretty sure my cats appreciate a good conversation.
Why are you single? If you’re with someone, why are you surprised they manage to put up with you? :P