Life in 3D

Tonight I saw Life of Pi. It was a beautiful visual movie, and the 3D effects put the reality of survival that Pi faced right in your face.

Pi was a boy who loved adventure and learning about different religions. He was afraid of nothing. He had no reason to be until what became his greatest fear was the only thing that kept him alive.

This isn't terribly different from the lives some single people face - especially soon after a breakup when being single is fresh. Waking up every day struggling with basic survival. It's like being on that lifeboat for endless days and weeks, stuck with just you and the thing you fear most. Being alone.

The 3D glasses made the movie even more real. I felt Pi's vast loneliness in the water surrounded only by horizons, jumped when the tiger lunged and rocked with the boat in the stormy waves. I almost felt the water close in when Pi was thrown into it.

I wish there was a special kind of glasses single people could wear to make every day more clear. More real, similar to what 3D glasses do for a movie. I would love to wear those glasses to peer into a guy's soul so any dishonesty would jump right in my face. They could show if new friends have true friendship in their hearts. What are they really like. Would glasses really show me?

Could special glasses be a way to have the courage and hope it takes to do more than just survive this new life?

Love to the single girls,
Addison

Revenge

A couple of weeks ago, I went to a birthday party where something truly bizarre unfolded. But I didn't know until the next weekend what happened right in front of me.

A guy I know brought a girl to the party. They sat across the table from me at dinner but I never knew they were together. I didn't know he had recently said that four-letter L-word to her. Nor did I know another girl he had been having sex with was sitting next to his date.

Awkward.

But during dinner, the two girls figured out what they had in common. His penis. I'm sure it wasn't difficult to pick up the signs. These two smart single girls turned on him, and he ended up driving the birthday boy home - without either of the girls.

Some men envy him for his sexual conquests. Some girls are his friends because he can be a nice guy when he wants to be. It's the stuff country songs are written about.

The next weekend was his going away party. But no one brought balloons, but there was baggage. Before the party, one of the girls opened the bottle of Crown Royal she was planning to give him as a going away gift for us and we toasted to her freedom to move on. I wondered how many other bruised hearts showed up for a last farewell. He's lucky none of them were crazy - none of them I'm aware of at least.

He's now moved to the sunny coast where there will be new conquests. I'm certain. And time for the old ones to heal.

Love to the single girls,
Addison

Sunday fun day

Today was an amazing day.

Sundays are such perfect days for sleeping in. We run around like crazy people all week. Between work, family and social commitments we just get burned out.

By Sunday, we need a break - or at least I do. A day to do nothing but have fun.

Today I did lots of hanging out then had a delish brunch with a friend. We took advantage of a sunny, warm day by the pool. In bikinis. Surrounded by Christmas decorations. And tonight was filled with romantic, holiday themed movies. And wine, of course. What more could a single girl ask for?

I can't get enough of days like today. With the holidays and stress and shopping and parties and all of the chaotic and fabulous things that come in December, take as many Sunday fun days as you can. Because now it's Monday.

Love to the single girls,
Addison

Samesiders

On Friday, I ate a yummy BBQ lunch with two writing friends and saw the cutest couple. They slid into the same side of the booth, shared a drink and ate shoulder to shoulder. Samesiders. I could tell by her ring the couple was either engaged or married. They weren't get-a-room touchy but it was very clear they were into each other. I hope they keep that forever.

My ex and I never had that. He always wanted his space, unless we were in bed. There was no touching unless it was sexual, and that's a problem.

The sweet couple reminded me of the beautiful time my lover and friend and I have spent together. Ever since our first date - a delicious three days in San Diego - we held hands as we walked down the sidewalk, kissed often and shared the same side of a booth.

"Oh, you're samesiders," a waiter said during that weekend. It was the first time I had heard the word.

We looked at each other and laughed. I guess we are. And three years later, we still have that closeness.

Yesterday I saw another couple doing the dress-alike-while traveling together thing. They're the ones in the pic. I didn't get to see them eating, but when they do, I'll bet they're samesiders.

Love to the single girls,
Addison

Damn I can get a lot done when I stay in

Since I got back from Thanksgiving, I've been trying to stay in a little more. And I like it. For now.

It's part necessity for survival and part desire. My clients have been especially needy lately. I guess everyone's trying to cram as much as they can in before the year ends. They want to finish the to-do list before they go on their long Christmas vacations - and I get to relax at home!

Having a couple of extra hours I would have otherwise spent sitting at the pub with friends has been a huge help in getting other stuff done too. My Christmas tree and decorations have been up since early this week and about half of my cards are mailed.

I have two cute pairs of skinny jeans that are made for Amazon women that must be 5'10" at least. So I've been stuffing the extra length in boots. On one of my evenings in, I thought about how dumb it is to waste two hours in the car when I have a sewing machine and can hem them myself. So I did, and it took the two hours it would've taken to drive to have them altered, plus I didn't spend a dime or have to do without them for a week.

Now I'm refreshed, almost caught up and getting a little bored with staying at home. So I plan on getting my single butt out of the house more over the next week. It's time for some new adventure.

Hope you do the same.

Love to the single girls,
Addison