The Bad Pancake Theory, the theory that your first guy after a serious relationship will end in epic failure. Like the first pancake, you try to make during breakfast. Over cooked, under cooked or just burned. Thanks to one of my favorite show currently to introduce me to this, Younger. The amazing show on TVLand with Hillary Duff. If you have no clue what I am talking about, please do yourself the favor and go binge. Like some critics of the show say, It is the current Sex in the City, I believe it. Just wish the episodes were a tad bit longer and it ran like a season of Greys Anatomy, a girl can dream.

The last episode that gave me light into this theory really got me thinking, Who was my bad pancake? Sadly I feel like the majority have been bad pancakes. Are we just a society that breeds bad pancakes?  – relationships? Just think about it. When was the last time you went on an amazing date? You two were nervous ( don’t lie, you were too! ), but there was no awkward silence. Neither of you could stop smiling. The good intelligent conversation happened about anything and everything. When you finally kissed, it was amazing. So much so that you could have seen fireworks thanks to all of the previous statements. Well, where is that person now?  You most likely are no longer speaking to them. It is scary to start analyzing where those relationships have gone. With all of the dating site we have now, and the “next” in line attitude, have we created a domed society of just trying to size up what we have?

I can honestly say that over the last year there are a couple, like two which just happen to be from the UK, that I know were not BP, they were amazing to the point that I am still friends with one. Sadly more than a handful that can go in the BP category, more like the what were you thinking.  At the end of the day, I don’t know what life will throw my way. What I do know is that my cheering section is pretty amazing. We can only be hopeless romantics at the end of the day. Who knows if any of my Brits will come back and save me. With that being said I feel the need to add the shame of the Tinder at the end of this post. Yes, these are actual Tinder messages I receive. Well, that will be my next post since I’ve been advised to keep those guys in the witness protection program. I feel I should be able to call out you dumb compositions of words you call sentences or pick up lines. I feel like someone should put a stop to them, but I also don’t want to get sued.

XOXO

Ana

So your calendar tells you it’s fall. Your mind says it is supposed to be fall. Yet why am I still wearing shorts?? I cannot remember a year when it was this far in the year and we were still going into these hot temps. I guess this global warming is now really affecting fall, and before we know it, winter. I’ve never thought it was some kind of media stunt by Al Gore. Haha yes, remember him. Well anywho, work has been madness these last week, and after the weekend I am dreading going back tonight. I love my job, it just has been completely overwhelming.  I think the only thing that is keeping me sane is the endless repeat of The Wombats cd on my Amazon Music.

Yes, that is correct, I am a little obsessed with this band in the current moment. To add to the current UK invasion of music to my playlist.  I liked them before their show, which was a couple of weeks ago now. Now all I want it their music on continuous repeat.  I can over confidently say they are a very talented trio. They blew me away with their show. So much so that their cd, Glitterbug has been on constant repeat, in my player and my head. My new favs are ‘Pink Lemonade’ and ‘Sex and question marks’. If you haven’t listened, you should and if you have, high five for you my friend.

It is sad to say I really don’t have any other news. The boys are playing low-key games. The school part is good now that  I finished Statistics and I actually passed. Work is work and I feel like maybe I am getting a burnt out. Still need the winning lottery numbers for this week, or someone finds me a super rich man that needs to unload some cash. No worries I won’t forget the little people.  Food, I am super obsessed lately with Dish Society and their Turkey Avocado sandwich, and yes I get it without the avocado. It is all I want to eat! Like I don’t even want pizza. What is wrong with that picture! Well, I leave yall to go do some adulting before work. YAY!! hahaha!!

XOXO

Ana

 

I feel like everything is starting to unravel, well and it was overdue. This is all financially speaking. For once the other side of my life is semi-under control. This is definitely one of  those topics you don’t tend to discuss in public. You definitely keep it off the dining room table, nor do you consult friends about. Money is what makes the world go around, and also the lack of stops everything on a dime. How many wars and battle thru history were fought over this concept. Money equals stability, control, and power. Even in the modern era, if you have plenty of it, you have your shit together.

Well needless to say I was doing pretty good there for a while. Had my shit together, but then I had surgery and I was out for three weeks from work. That dwindled the savings I had over the last couple months. I even gave up my trip to ACL thinking that would solve issues. Well yester after examining the situation, I have had to do the hardest thing I’ve had to do. Cancel my trip to California to see one of the great ones get married. I just didn’t have the money for getting to the hotel and back to the airport. Nevermind the hotel expenditure. I feel awful, especially knowing what goes into planning and executing a wedding.

What else could I possible do. After not getting money that I depended on from my parents and being on leave. The only miracle that I need is an accidental giant check  deposited in my bank account. Well or the winning numbers for the lottery. The only thing that I could possibly pray on that happens, is that my ex-agrees to buy me out of the house. That or the ex-hockey player decides he wants to be my sugar daddy and pay all my bills. Let’s face it, there is a slim chance of anything right now, to be honest. So I am open to suggestions. I can’t switch jobs due to my hours, and the responsibilities I have with my kid. I don’t want to sell anything. I have too much going on already with school. So please if you want to donate to a worthy cause, or find me a sugar daddy. By all means, go ahead!! For now, I leave you to take care of the adulting I haven’t done since I’ve been hard at work on school work.

XOXO

Ana