Single girls need to take care of themselves

Last night I had a healthy reminder of why being single is so fabulous.

I walked down the street to the surprise birthday party my friend had for her husband. I talked to different people all night, danced with a few, and I didn't have to tend to anyone. It was a blast in spite of the game I played all evening avoiding the guy I went out with for just longer than a minute over Christmas. He was always there - first trying to figure out what the front of my t-shirt said (a challenge since I kept my back to him until he walked up and asked what it said). He just wouldn't go away and kept talking about how he'd been drinking since two o'clock - like we couldn't tell since be was acting like such an idiot.

Yes, being single is much better than being stuck with his tiny cock and drunk ass. On the bright side, he had finally changed out of the red shirt I'd seen him in the last few times.

All evening, one of my girl friends was angry and upset at her boyfriend of almost a year for disappearing. This disappearing thing is a habit. We talked about how she wanted to have kids and whether he would be the right dad. She said she really wanted things to work with him. When I asked why, she wasn't sure.

My response, "Just use him for sex then."

Her eyes got big. "I don't even get that," she said. "Maybe once a month."

I barely let her finish her sentence," Dump the mother fucker then!"

She finally admitted she was afraid of being alone and thought she might not find anyone else. A good dildo is way better than all of the worrying and heartache over some douchebag.

Yes, being single is indeed fabulous. When we single girls take care of ourselves first, adding a lover or friend or soul mate completes it.

Love to the single girls,
Addison

P.S. I'm enjoying a Malbec and a delish pecan crusted shrimp salad at the bar of a local fish restaurant. I promised I'd shout out to the bartender with the nice smile. Thanks love.