I'm with Denise - ALL the way!

What are you doing to make yourself happy? My ex-step-father-in-law asked me. He went on to ask if I were dating and told me he wanted me to be happy. I stammered through a response. I exercise, play sports, have a lot of friends, am involved in church; my life is full. I’m not unhappy. And yeah, I’m dating but not finding much out there, etc. He genuinely cares for me and worries about my well being. So, I know he wasn’t giving lip service and I wanted to give him an honest answer.

So, it got me thinking. I am not unhappy. Does that make me happy by default? I like my life the way it is. Good job -with a mildly annoying boss, great friends, enough money, time to do what I want. I’ve had my kid and don’t need a man. I'd like to have a partner, but I have the time/right to be picky. I refuse to settle for a guy, any guy, just to have one and not be alone.

On the plane back from Tom Foolery, I watched p.s. I love you. Yep, that’s right, I decided to lift the ban on unrealistic, sappy-ass, love stories. The movie was touching. [side note: I balled my eyes out most of the way through it. Maybe I really needed that cathartic cry because I do feel so much better since I got home.] But, Lisa Kudrow’s character, Denise, made a speech that I absolutely love. I will bastardize it and make it my mantra. Not that it should be bastardized; just that I recognize my weaknesses and know how pathetic my attention to detail can be! Her speech is brought on by a married man being annoyed with her acting like men are meat. He says to her, "You know, Denise, that's why you're not married. Women act like men. Then they complain men don't want them.” An appropriate response to such a stinging comment is a smack across the face, at minimum. But, her response was so much better…

“Oh, is that why? 'Cause I thought it was something different. I thought that it was 'cause I deserved the best and he's out there. He's just with all the wrong women. And let me be clear. After CENTURIES of men looking at my tits instead of my eyes and pinching my ass instead of shaking my hand, I now have the *DIVINE* right to stare at a man's BACKSIDE with vulgar, cheap appreciation if I want to!”

Yup, love that quote! He's out there! I have the right to treat men like the yummy treats they are (like rising sun and marley...oh yeah, owe you a blog or two on that). And most of all, yes Bob, I am happy.