A Yuppie and a Shrew

Asking for the Presents You Want

I’m a materialistic bitch. I know it, I own it and I make my loved ones aware. I want what I want in a reasonable amount of time. Which makes presents really awkward for me; if it’s something I absolutely LOVED my reaction is over the top excited.

 

So gift givers expect that reaction from me every single time.

 

Except sometimes I don’t always love a gift, and I can’t fake it (ladies, never ever fake it). I am nice and appreciative and grateful. I say thank you and smile and hug them (I’m from the south, it’s what we do). But I definitely don’t look like I’m on an Oprah’s Favorite Things episode.

 

So my new outlook on life and gifts is to just be really proactive. I always ask people what they want and hope they catch the hint to do the same for me. I’m really honest with my friends and family and say, “listen I love that you want to think of me during Christmas/birthdays/graduation. I am saving money for a new purse, or I would really like gift-cards to Amazon, etc.”

 

Some people may think this is rude, but I give gifts to make someone else happy, not to please myself. So I would much rather give them what I know they want rather than something I like.

 

Yep, gifts are definitely my love language. 

 

My Friends are Getting Married I'm Getting Drunk

Here’s the thing. I love weddings. I like the pomp and circumstance, the preparations, the showers, the vows, the ugly crying and the free champagne. And the cake. Oh and the favors

As I’ve gotten older (my 25^th birthday is way too close for comfort), I have started to become a bit bitter. There’s only so many ‘events’ you can attend, before the ideas and desires for your own wedding start to burst inside you. At this point I could add ‘professional wedding guest’ to my LinkedIn profile.

At the risk of sound so unlike a feminist: I want to get married, dammit. And I want to get married now.

(Am I dating anyone? No. But really, let’s not focus on the details.)

Receiving picture message, after BBM with ‘HE PROPOSED’, tons of exclamation marks and a blurry picture is nice. I am honestly glad that my friends decide to share with me the very important moments of their lives.

But when it is someone else but not you, what do you do? I fake smile, send my congratulations and try to feel happy for them. But it is hard and getting harder every day.

Babies, a job offer, new car. There will always be good news for someone else and not me. I recognize that. However, these major life events are things I did not expect to not also be experiencing right now (I’m from the South, we marry young). Sigh. For now I need to reorganize my thoughts, feelings and come to terms with my life stage, now.

Oh and brides, when it comes to favors, I prefer something edible. WTF am I supposed to do with birdseed?

 

New Blog

Study hard. Go to college. Study some more. Go to grad school. Study some more. Get a job.

My life has been mapped out for me and I thought checking off things on my ‘master plan’ would be easy. I just have to do xyz and gazing! everything will be perfect.

But then the Great Recession happened. My own depression happened. And apparently, writing down a life plan doesn’t mean that it will necessarily happen. Who would have thought?!

I’ve started blogs a few times, and never been successful because I don’t write enough. But I think this will be therapeutic for me. New life, new degree. Also, my facebook friends say I update my status too much---so a blahg it is!