As I sleepily rolled over in bed around three this morning, I informed my manfriend that it's April.

"Happy birthday month, baby" was his response.

This one's a keeper.

Good God damn, I must be looking fiiiiiine today.

A customer (another old dude) asked how long I'd been working here and I told him for about 13 years, with a brief stint in teaching for two years.

"Shoot. When I was in school, I never had any good looking teachers. I grew up in the wrong generation!"

For realsies, I think if I hit Barona tonight, I could score a marriage proposal. Bring it, old men!

Flattery

"I don't know if Hyundai makes the best cars, but they sure do hire the best looking people."

-the 88 year old man I went out of my way to help

Why can't everyone be so nice?

and

Hyundai should probably make that slogan into a commercial. Although, it doesn't really sell the vehicles, does it?

Single Woman Facts

I'm stealing from my own Tumblr here. There are some things I want to move over in an effort to keep everything tidy in one place.

I was told the other day that one of the worst things you can say to a single woman (for the record, I find it extremely insulting that people feel the need to share random “single woman facts” with a single woman) is that she’s too pretty to have not yet found a man.

This was followed up with a, “You just haven’t found the right one yet.”

Ok. First of all, I didn’t start this conversation and I need no validation for my choices.

Secondly, and most importantly, if I still have certain doubts about being in a relationship:

1) Is he going to be sleeping in my bed every night?

2) Do I have to share my almond butter?

3) Will he be adding his books to my bookcase?

Then I don’t need to be pursuing a relationship with anyone.

It doesn’t matter how pretty I am, or how funny, or how intelligent. If I’m not willing to share my space, I think it logically follows that I won’t be able to share my life.