tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83131494260215172042023-11-16T13:39:36.882-05:00Looking for Love OnlineEllie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-41511334362734943712014-11-19T14:04:00.003-05:002014-11-19T14:04:35.487-05:00Trying to copeIf you're reading this, you must really love me. I was hoping that miss <a href="http://www.bellaandthecity.com/">Bella</a> would still have her weekly confessions link-up running, but I didn't see it. I have some confessions to make.. and some people reading this will not be happy because I've not been honest about what I'm about to say. I love you, I do.. I just needed to do my own soul searching and I didn't want yelling and judgment from my best friends to affect my decisions. <br />
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I mentioned on Twitter about a text I received, from someone that most of my lovely friends (blog & non-blog) despise. And the reason you all hate him is because of what my posts consisted of, which for the most part was true. Lies can really hurt a person, or like one of my all time classic favorite movies quotes:<br />
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Yes..he hid quite a large characteristic about his life from me. I would have never thought I'd be in this position to say that I'm still madly head over heels in love with a married man. There was a time within the past couple of months that divorce was in the works, but sometimes realizing your family is soon to become considered a "broken home" the kids become the priority. I understand that, but it doesn't take away the pain. <br />
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I have heard horror stories about couples who attempt marriage counseling and remain together for the sake of their children, and my biggest concern is that he will be miserable for the rest of his life. Does that make it okay for what he's done to me? No. But forgiveness is a powerful tool, and I can't hate someone who loves their children. <br />
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She knows about me, I've messaged her and she knows where I stand. He will fall apart, and I hate to say it, but I will be there for him when he does. I can't stop the feelings I have for him. I can't stop wanting to support him in every decision he makes. I can't stop the ideation that he will show up at my door one day and be even more vulnerable than the day he told me the truth. <br />
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I don't expect anyone to understand my thought process, nor do I want to force anyone into thinking they should accept him like I have. But I would like for my friends to trust that I am an adult, and I'm making these decisions for myself and no one else. I'm not waiting for him, I'm waiting for me. I am choosing to love him, even though most of the time I feel like I have no choice because I can't control it at this point. <br />
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Everyone I love, hates him. This is my life right now. My family means so much to me, and knowing that they hate him..actually despise him, hurts me the most. Not the fact that he left me to work things out with his wife, not the fact that I cry at night because I can't call him, not the fact that I'm not the number one priority in his life. The most pain comes from my family's perspective of him and that if he comes back to me, that will be the toughest battle to face. <br />
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So yeah. In the midst of stupid grad school, my emotional roller coaster has flown off the tracks. I've been dying to write. I actually have been writing on music in my spare time (5 mins between papers). No full songs just yet, but it helps fill the void I have from not blogging. I love and miss you all <3 Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-44832414163178382172014-09-24T14:19:00.001-04:002014-09-24T14:19:55.732-04:00Fall Swapportunity!!<div style="text-align: center;">
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I totes got the best partner in the Fall Swap =) My Blog BF, <a href="http://kristiesbluejeans.blogspot.com/">Krista</a> and I were chosen (at complete random) to be partners in this fun event!! You should be jealous! This has brought so much excitement to my crazy life, and I'm even more excited to see what the Winter/Christmas swap will be like!!</div>
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I had planned on stuffing her gift with cute tissue paper, but didn't get to. Love the way she made the boring postal box look adorbs!</div>
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Here's everything =) Window clings! An adorable halloween sign that I'm waiting to hang up on October 1st! A cute coozie for my sodas..or other cold beverages ;)</div>
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If you know me, I love love love nail polish, so I immediately put it on when I grabbed it from the box! Please excuse my lack of nail artistry, but I'd say I did a good job ;) The color is called "smokin' hot" and it's sooooo pretty in person!</div>
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I failed to include a card in the box I gave Krista, but I'll make sure to include it next time! </div>
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I LOVE any type of card, and I didn't even have to tell her that! She actually included 2 cards, but I forgot to take a pic of the other one ;)</div>
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This was sooo much fun, and it's not over yet! We're going to be swapping gifts for each season and I am STOKED! :) It's so much fun shopping for these items as well as receiving them! </div>
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Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-24010352560700930842014-09-23T11:36:00.000-04:002014-09-23T11:36:23.562-04:00Follow Your ArrowNot to complain any further about my grad school struggles, but it's my blog.. I do what I want!<br />
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So, because I need a quick procrastination tool, I am back on Tinder as well as POF because Tinder has a much slower response rate compared to POF. Also there are more laughs from POF that seem to brighten my day.<br />
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Unfortunately, this one dude on POF decided it would be a smart idea to insult my career path. Really? That's the route you've chosen to .. impress me? Or maybe you're just a jerk face. Just because your ignorant in what a social worker actually does and how much it really affects your career path of being a teacher, doesn't give you the right to just assume that I'm "handcuffed by the law into being able to do so little.." <br />
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His choice of words kept sending me over the edge, but it's possible that I interpreted it as a little more insulting than it really was. I'm super stressed out! I think I went into grad school with too much confidence, honestly. I thought hey, I did well in undergrad, I'm sure I'll be just fine! <br />
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Boy was I wrong! I was fully aware of not having a life when I began school, never did I think I would have a hard time breathing! I don't know how some people work full time while in this program. It's absolutely impossible for me to breathe when I'm only working part time!! Just so y'all can get an idea as to why I'm MIA from my blog here's my schedule:<br />
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Campus Job 8:00am-12:00pm</div>
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And I know that everyone else is struggling and having issues as much as I am, but why are they so calm!?</div>
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No one is freaking out as much as I have been! </div>
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I am planning a meeting with this sweet guy I've mentioned a few posts ago, 3 whole weeks from now because it's on my fall break and it's the next free day (that I know of) and because he works on weekends (as do I) the weekdays are best for him to meet. So hopefully that will go through. Then I've got the original Ginger Beard chatting with me, I'm now his #1 on BFF on snapchat.. not sure where the heck that's going. Also.. there's GB#2, he's annoying the crap out of me but sometimes he's the only one that will respond. <br />
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There's a new dude in play.. yeah I know I know what you're thinking..what the crap Ellie?! You're complaining about not having time, yet you can keep up with all these dudes? <br />
It's ridiculous, I know this, but it's fine.. So new dude.. nickname: Walker<br />
He lives on a farm with many many horses and TN Walker is a horse breed, so yeah Walker it is. This dude seems interesting. He's currently taking classes at the same college I am but our schedules are totally different. Not too much conversation has happened because last week was a bad homework week. <br />
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This post is getting too long.<br />
Stay tuned for my Fall Swap Post! Hopefully either tomorrow or Thursday I'll be able to get it up! :)<br />
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Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-27455805598780895712014-09-12T10:00:00.000-04:002014-09-12T10:00:00.691-04:00Help Me Help You!Beginning in middle school, I don't know why, but my friends would come to me for relationship advice. NO CLUE as to why they chose the loser who only had one boyfriend in 7th grade then the next one came along towards the end of my senior year of high school... but they did! All through high school people would ask me what they should do..<br />
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I still am a resource for many of my friends, I guess maybe that's part of why this blog is centered around my dating experiences.<br />
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I was thinking... maybe if there are enough to participate.. Every Friday, making it like a Q&A day. I would read emails throughout the week of your questions, and I'll post my opinion/answer to it on Fridays. I would keep it anonymous! Unless you leave me a little note saying, I can mention your name. Otherwise, I will just state the question/scenario to be analyzed and then I'll respond! What do you all think?<br />
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1. It'll help me to blog more</div>
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3. It will be so much fun!</div>
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Please comment and let me know if you think this is a good/bad idea. It won't hurt my feelings if you really think it's a bad idea. I'm still averaging 40-50 page views A DAY! How? I have no clue because I've been a terrible blogger since school started. I love ya'll so much :)Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-69358591538268760302014-09-09T10:00:00.000-04:002014-09-09T10:00:03.284-04:00Priorities Excuse the recycled post that I hope Nina from <a href="http://ripsinmypockets.blogspot.com/">The Grand Adventures of Me</a> doesn't mind me reusing :) I figured with the chaos of my schedule and school and my schedule and school and so on and so forth... that maybe I should start scheduling posts! I'm going to try to do more of this at least :)<br />
So here is my post titled Priorities:<br />
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<em style="border: 0px; color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Verdana, Helvetica; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">“I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work, and so I called him at home, and he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It’s exhausting.”</em><br />
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Can I get an amen?!<br />
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When you're using online dating as a way to meet a significant other, you've gotta have your priorities in line.<br />
I personally suggest that you have yourself figured out before you start figuring out your perfect guy.<br />
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Does he love Jesus?</div>
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Is marriage something he wants? If yes, how soon?</div>
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Will he be a hopeless romantic by providing that romance you desire?</div>
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Does he work in a satisfying career?</div>
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Does he value his family?</div>
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Was his home-life as a child difficult or easy?</div>
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Is he passionate towards something meaningful?</div>
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Are you in a good relationship with Jesus and will you be able to share that with your date?</div>
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Is romance important to you? Do you request every door to be opened and flowers on occasion?</div>
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Do you work in a satisfying career or are you doing something<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> (going to school) </span>in order to eventually work in that career?</div>
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Do you value your family, and do you want the other person to value theirs?</div>
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We put this HUGE responsibility on the men to hold up their end of the deal, when sometimes we don't even know much about ourselves! Before you begin online dating, or dating in general... make sure you know a general idea of what you want out of the relationship. </div>
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Maybe you feel like romance isn't necessarily important compared to family values.</div>
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One thing that you should have developed by the age of 20 would be the number one priority. If your number one priority changes multiple times, you may have issues. You've got to have something to build a foundation on. Personally, mine is Jesus. Although, I have from time to time strayed and made bad decisions, He always lets me back.</div>
Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-57183997495549415012014-09-07T22:11:00.003-04:002014-09-07T22:11:40.114-04:00How I feelFor years and years I have wanted to hear certain words said to me..but not from my momma, my daddy, my family members, or my best friends, but from a man I loved and cared for. I have heard these words from boys I thought I had cared for and was infatuated with. But now it's different.<br />
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Recently, even in the chaos, I have felt beautiful. Not because someone told me so. I have been confident in myself that I am beautiful. I know that there is a God who loves me more than I could ever imagine. Even the fake love that made me happy in the recent past, couldn't compare to the feeling I get when I pray. I know He is there for me.<br />
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I also am so overwhelmed with the love of my friends and family. Even though there is still much anger and frustration, I have had the biggest support system!! Even from you lovers! I am BARELY making time to type this, and you are still here for me. I can't get over how close I've come to you all :) It makes me super happy!!<br />
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But I am talking to someone ..again. I'm sure you're thinking, my goodness does she ever give herself any time? The answer is no, I don't.<br />
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The guy I'm chatting with is actually a guy I was getting to know shortly before <strike>Samoa</strike> douchebag, and I actually had told this current dude that I didn't want to lead him on because I saw that things with douchebag were getting "serious" and he totally understood. So when he saw me back on POF <span style="font-size: xx-small;">(yes I downloaded it back)</span>He messaged me to ask if I was ok. That was his first question. He asked me about what happened with the guy I was seeing and I gave him a brief description.. didn't explain it all..that'd be too much.<br />
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My momma, she told me don't worry about your size <3<br />
This is my jam!!!<br />
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Love ya'll always!! I promise I'll try to get on here more, but right now it's really hard :(Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-79750518579942537232014-08-25T21:54:00.003-04:002014-08-25T21:54:56.238-04:00Grad Student LoveWhat do you do when you aren't attracted to the dudes in your class?<br />
You download Tinder back onto your phone in hopes to find someone to keep your mind distracted from being so bored.<br />
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By the way, when you're in grad school with only 13 other people in your program, you have every class with the SAME 13 people. Not much selection anyway. 2 old dudes and 2 dorks that I would never find myself interested in.. lame. The rest are women, of course.<br />
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I'm excited about working with these people, but as far as finding my future soulmate, not happening through my classes.<br />
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Ginger Beard is back..uhm yay. He's so weird. I actually have 2 active ginger beards. The original GB and I met up for a few minutes just to chat while I was in town last week. I was at the mall (where he works) while he was working and we were going to get lunch, but he couldn't take his break for another hour and I was starving. I wait for no one. We've been texting on and off every other day or so since.. nothing exciting at alllll!<br />
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The other GB, is actually a guy I talked to for a while last year and reallllyyy started to fall for him. He was the perfect type of guy I was looking for at the time (before I applied to go back to school or even thought about going back). He just so happened to send me a picture on snapchat TWO DAYS after the Samoa incident. HOW DOES HE KNOW!? They have like single-telepathy. They find out when their past interests end a relationship without any logical reason! He doesn't have access to any of my social media, yet he decides to contact me ..on that day?! How in the world? But he has his own story that needs it's own post. I don't have a nickname for him yet..I'll think of one soon and write a post :)<br />
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So that's my life right now. The $100 giveaway closed, and I think the winner will be announced tomorrow. I have missed this blog and my bloggy friends sooo much. I promise now that I've got my new laptop.. I will be sooo much better :) I see a lot of procrastination coming soon which means.. more blogging!!<br />
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This one time a guy I had met through Christian Mingle said that he had a special talent. He said that he could sing, and other people tell him alllll the time that he was so good and needed to try out for American Idol or something. He then proceeded to show me his YouTube channel. I really wish I didn't have to be so confidential, because I would TOTALLY link his "music" videos. He.was.horrible.<br />
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The video he sent me was of him singing "Strangely Dim" by Francesca Battistelli. Why this song? I have no idea. So, I felt terrible for the guy and I agreed to let him take me out to dinner one day. He drove about 3 hours and took me to dinner. It was okay, but I totally wasn't feeling it.<br />
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Morning loves! This girl is going to be celebrating her 27th birthday on Sunday so I've teamed up with some pretty amazing ladies to bring you guys a cash giveaway in honor of her big day!!! </div>
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Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-13463791888909970812014-08-12T08:22:00.002-04:002014-08-12T08:23:01.646-04:00DestroyedJust a warning, this post contains heavy cursing.<br />
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I'm sick and tired of being treated like a piece of shit. I have been lied to every single time I've been in a relationship. But, I've never been hurt like this before. I've participated in a couple posts concerning "Being a Side Chick" well now I can officially say, I was one for the past 2 months.<br />
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He met my entire fucking family. He made my parents fall in love with him. He made ME fall in love with him. He lied to me about EVERYTHING. I was ready to support him and be there for him no matter what. Then, the truth came out this weekend.<br />
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He's married & has 2 children.. I knew about the children but he had told me that the mother of those children died in a car wreck... Lie.<br />
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His current wife, who is still very much alive and breathing, is the mother of those children. Found this bit of information last night, thanks to good ole Facebook.<br />
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I told him I never want to hear from him or see him again. If he shows up on my porch I will call the cops. He said he understood and I hung up the phone.<br />
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This wouldn't be so bad if he hadn't involved my family. He should have told me ALL of this before I took him to a veryyyy personal part of me.<br />
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My uncle found a video. This is what brought it all up. MY UNCLE!! Now my whole family knows. The video explained how he's a loving father and husband, blah blah bullshit.<br />
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I have way too much shit in my life to worry about dating, or worry about his sorry ass. Yes, I am hurt, my heart has ached all weekend long and I couldn't sleep at all last night. I'll probably end up buying some benadryl or something to help me sleep because I need it this week. School starts in just 2 weeks, I need to rest.<br />
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I have a lot of the typical questions running around in my head, but I know that I need to just ignore them and move on. Stop dwelling on it. It happened and it was all a lie. I'm done. Fuck you Samoa.Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-74121538541016173332014-08-07T10:51:00.003-04:002014-08-07T10:51:45.786-04:00My Lovers, My Friends<div style="text-align: center;">
In the month of July, I had my very first paid Sponsors. I must say, even with my chaotic brain, it was such a great experience!! I can't wait for more people to help me out by also becoming my friend :)</div>
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If you're a regular around here, you probably have already met or read about my BBF Krista <3 This girl and I have become the BEST of friends. We talk so much. Even though we are SO far away from each other, we talk as though we're neighbors. When I saw that she was my very very very first sponsor, I was jumping for joy! So glad to have a good friend like her to support my love of blogging.<br />
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Having her as my first sponsor, we have built an even stronger relationship, and I'm loving it!! She was patient with me as I was learning the ropes about sponsorships and worked very well with deadlines and keeping me on my toes!</div>
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My next sponsor in line is Miss Paulina :) She is also a BBF of mine! We've been developing a great friendship over the past couple of months. I had the fabulous opportunity to be one of her sponsors a couple months ago. Let me tell you something!! If you want to find a good promoter to be a sponsor for, this girl is who you need to go to!! She will work very hard to promote your blog. She'll help you update older posts, create images, and just help you learn about blogging in general! She really knows her stuff!!<br />
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So this weekend was packed full of emotions: happy, sad, excited, worried, confused, etc. </div>
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Samoa met the family and it went soooo perfectly fantastic. I am extremely exhausted because I didn't get home til after 1am and I'm at work now..exhausted. I was just told some really important people are coming and my office is a WRECK. Mostly b/c I'm leaving my job in less than 2 WEEKS!?!?! Omygosh I can't believe it. Sooo there's that.. gotta clean in a minute.</div>
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After the family meeting ended I had a freaking breakdown on the drive home. I'm freaking out about all of this. It's not supposed to be this easy, something has to be wrong.. I shouldn't be freaking out so much.</div>
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The PMS Cure giveaway. We all struggle with our lady problems, well Miss Nina from <a href="http://ripsinmypockets.blogspot.com/">"The Grand Adventures of Me"</a> came up with this AMAZING idea to get a PMS Cure together by suggestions of other bloggers! Make sure to sign up. </div>
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Friday at the rehearsal dinner, I'm in charge of organizing the way people walk down the aisle on Saturday. The bride (my cousin) has graciously given me the exact detail of how it will go so really I don't have a lot of responsibility as far as organizing, more like just instructing and telling people when to walk. Seems simple!<br />
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A member of the community passed away unexpectedly this week. To say he was just a member of the community would be a complete lie. This man inspired so many people in ways that are unbelievably true. My family was extremely close to this man, worked hand in hand with him. The outpouring love for him is allllll over Facebook. You may see a trending hashtag show up of a name that doesn't sound like a celebrity.<br />
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After the rehearsal I'll be attending the visitation of friends. Just thinking about it brings me to tears. The first day I heard about his passing, I couldn't accept it. It wasn't til today that I began to cry and mourn over his loss. One thing that really was an influence on my life initiated by him, was a choir I had participated in for a couple of years around high school days. Members from the past years have been asked to participate Saturday at the funeral in singing a recent choir song. I've had it on repeat all day.<br />
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This is going to be a really hard time for myself and other family members, church members, community members, youth, adults, and children that knew him and were blessed to work with him.<br />
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Saturday will be filled with the funeral in the morning and wedding activities the rest of the day. Decorating, doing the opposite of a rain dance, and taking pictures are part of my agenda on Saturday. Also, being little miss bossy (that I'm soooo good at) during the wedding to make sure everyone walks at the proper time.<br />
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When the wedding is over, Mr. Samoa will be meeting the rest of my gigantic family :) Everyone is excited!! He is, I am, my family is...it's just going to be a great Sunday.<br />
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I'm struggling on whether or not I should attend church this Sunday. After the emotional drainage from the funeral.. I just don't think I could handle it. Also, with Samoa being with me.. I don't know if he'd be able to handle ME during church crying like a baby the whole time. What would be the point of my attendance if I'm mourning over the loss of someone instead of listening to the message?<br />
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Another struggle I'm having is trying to figure out what the heck I'm going to wear to the wedding. AHHHHH. I have this one maxi dress that's really slimming from WALMART!! Yes.. this dress is from wally-world :) I love it, except for the fact that it reveals my least favorite body part: my arms. Ugh..the struggle is real. So there's that option. It's an outside wedding so I'm trying to figure out what to wear that won't cause me to become drenched in sweat.<br />
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Technically instead of the typical weekend recap that is done on Mondays.. this is a weekend preview.. In hopes that everything goes well and as planned.. I guess you'll find out Monday how everything went ;)<br />
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Sorry, not the best picture, but it's so pretty! We went swimming and the water was FREEEEZING, but we still had a great time :) What I tried to prove him was a tough trail, turned out to be super easy for him. Being a football player and an Army Vet... obviously he knew what he could handle and it was worse than this hike. He was up the mountain in NO time, had to come back down and check on me a few times. I'm a slow hiker..so yeah..</div>
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After hiking we came back to the apt and he cooked me dinner :) Just spaghetti but it was just so sweet. He knew I was worn out from the hiking and he let me chill out on the couch for the rest of the evening while he cooked..and get this... CLEANED!! Ahh I freaking love it :) </div>
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We then went over to a really good friends house for a bonfire, s'mores, and some Just Dance on the Wii! Super fabulous day!!</div>
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This is where the title of this post ties in.. BIG day for Samoa and I. </div>
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I didn't intentionally want him to meet the parents so soon, but they were stopping by my place because I'm watching their dog while they go on vacation. My place is on the way to their destination, so it kinda worked out. We met them for breakfast off the interstate.. and everything went soooo well!! He clicked with them so easily, had my dad smiling (which is sometimes hard to do!) of course my mom was liking him as well. As we were walking to the table she looked at me and said, "He is SOO handsome!!" </div>
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Which.. he really is! Honestly.. the best looking guy I've ever been with and I don't see myself getting anyone more attractive everrr..nor do I want to.</div>
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& of course at first he was all big and tough, but afterwards.. he sent me a text saying he really liked him!!! I just wanna let ya'll know..my dad has NEVER EVER EVER done that. Not once. And I've introduced them to 3-4 guys that I was serious with. Of course my mom sent heart faced emojis all day talking about him, but I am still in shock that my dad said what he did!</div>
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After the big meeting, Samoa and I were extremely lazy for most of the day. I've already learned what our lazy days will consist of from now on.. him playing video games while I pin away on Pinterest :) We've even developed a comfortable cuddle position where I lay against his side and he's able to use the controller. We were also able to keep conversation going as well, some of my pins initiated some good discussion.. May need to write a post about good convo starters..Pinterest is a great way to introduce that!</div>
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Seriously, that's all we did most of the day. However, we took a drive to pick up a set of patio furniture my friend gave to me..other than that.. back on the couch to be lazy!</div>
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We had every intention of getting up and going to church.. I promise we did! Had our clothes laid out and everything! We didn't wake up til 1:00 p.m. Only because the night before we stayed up til about 4am just talking about where this is going as well as some past information that was important to both of us. </div>
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He had to leave around 4:00.. sad times. There were about 3-4 tornadoes that hit less than a mile from my apartment beginning at 6pm lasting til 8pm. Thankfully, nothing was damaged at my place, but for other families.. houses were leveled. It's really sad.<br />
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We've been talking about planning a quick vacay before school starts for me and football starts for him. Hopefully we can get something planned out!! </div>
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Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-17198072883958726212014-07-24T13:31:00.000-04:002014-07-24T13:31:08.527-04:00Being Healthy {not food related}Recently, I've been analyzing my current situation with Samoa as well as comparing it to my past relationships. If you've kept up..you know that this is a normal thing for me to do...analyze..<br />
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So, what makes a relationship healthy? I can't help but compare what I have currently to what I've had in past relationships. Obviously, none of the ones in the past have been healthy..or at least good enough to last.<br />
Naturally, I've made a list :)<br />
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<b>1. Doesn't Hide Anything: </b>If they're open and honest with you, hold on tight. If they're constantly hiding things from you (for instance their phone) then you may need to either start asking questions or hurry up and get out. I know that sometimes there are personal things that don't need to be explained in the early stages of a relationship, but if you're to the point of calling it a relationship, nothing should be hidden.<br />
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<b>2. Sincerely Asks About Your Day:</b> Your day is just as important as theirs. If they aren't a little curious as to how you spend your time when they aren't around, then they couldn't care less as to where the relationship is going.<br />
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<b>3. Encourages Interactions with Family:</b> Not everyone is family-oriented, but everyone has a family of some form or fashion. Even if their family isn't created by blood connections, they should want you to meet the people who've known them before they met you.<br />
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<b>4. Space is Acceptable (& Encouraged):</b> You both should support each others' friendships and be able to take breaks from each other when needed. Space can make a relationship stronger. By both understanding that friend time is important, you'll also add some extra respect.<br />
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<b>5. Hobbies Aren't Looked Down Upon: </b>Just because you have an interest that the other person doesn't share, doesn't mean that it isn't important. Even if they don't like to blog, they should still care about your love of blogging. Also, respecting when you feel like you need to dedicate some time to that specific hobby is important.<br />
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<b>6. Wants Their Friends to Know You:</b> Not just know that you two are together and what you look like, but they should want their friends to become your friends as well. If you're planning on making it for the long haul, the friends shouldn't go anywhere just because you've become a couple.<br />
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<b>7. Trust isn't Questioned:</b> You should both be able to trust each other without wondering if they're going to do something behind your back or betray you. If the thought comes up at all during the relationship, maybe question yourself before you jump to any conclusions. If trust is a frequent issue, maybe you do need to question the relationship.<br />
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These are what I have learned. In the past, I've not had healthy relationships. Here's to hoping that this one will continue to stay on the same path it's on now :) Hope this info has helped you!! Let me know what you would add to the list!Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-46982540759144111982014-07-22T10:08:00.000-04:002014-07-22T10:08:52.641-04:00I need an outletIt's not supposed to happen like this<br />
I'm so scared.<br />
I can't stop, but do I want to?<br />
Why force myself out of happiness?<br />
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He's motivated, encouraging, and all around beautiful<br />
This one's different<br />
I can't stop, and I definitely don't want to<br />
Why does this feel so good?<br />
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All of the years I thought I had wasted<br />
I'll never go back<br />
I can't stop, full speed ahead<br />
Why couldn't he have come along sooner?<br />
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Everything happens for a reason, I assume<br />
I'm so extremely happy<br />
I can't stop, not sure I ever will<br />
What if I get hurt, or worse.. he does?<br />
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I'll never allow that to happen to us<br />
He's mine all mine<br />
I can't stop, not without a fight<br />
Why do guys like him cease to exist?<br />
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As long as he's with me, I'll be here<br />
In a state of pure happiness<br />
I can't stop, and that's okay<br />
Is this what love is supposed to feel like?<br />
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I've not done this in a long time. I used to write poems all the time. For me, it's such a great outlet. I enjoy it thoroughly. I know it's mushy but, get over it.<br />
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I finally got to see Samoa last night! He came home a day early and my heart is soooo full right now. He keeps asking me questions that make me nervous as far as how I feel about him. I am freaking out right now. This is not how it's ever been. It's never been this easy. I am so used to having to impress a guy or go out of my way to show that I like him. With Samoa.. all I have to do is be my normal self without all the bells and whistles. I love it. I don't want it to stop.<br />
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So here's the thing.. If things get super serious (MONTHS maybe a YEAR) from now.. my blog will no longer be anonymous. I'll still be a blogger FOR SURE. And I'll still have dating tips, online dating stories, etc. This is part of our story, and I enjoy blogging so that's never going to end..I hope. But stay tuned because maybe just maybe one of these days..you'll get to see the real me :)<br />
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Love you all so much <3 Every read/comment means SO much to me.<br />
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<br />Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-50031038891837988142014-07-19T10:00:00.000-04:002014-07-19T10:00:04.972-04:00Get to know me :)So I love this :) I saw the first two a long time ago, but I was new to the whole blog thing and wasn't sure how to edit it and stuff. Now I'm an expert ...totally kidding, but getting there.<br />
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Okay so it's the Blogmopolitan Quiz numba3 and you can grab it at TwoThirdsHazel.com or click this link</div>
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That was fun :) I want to see your quiz answers too!! :) If you're new around here, Samoa is a person..a particular person that I am dating and you can read more about him in last weeks posts..seriously there's like 3 mushy posts about him but hey..read if ya want ;)</div>
Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-73707587021458061282014-07-18T09:00:00.000-04:002014-07-18T09:00:05.232-04:00A Mother's Advice<div style="text-align: center;">
Hello Ellie's readers. I am super excited to be here. </div>
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If you don't know me already, I am Paulina and I blog over at <a href="http://colormebrave.com/" target="_blank">Color Me Brave</a>. </div>
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Don't know what Color Me Brave is? Let me give you a little run down. </div>
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I chose to start my own blog when I wanted to try and get out of my shell. I have always been an extremely shy person which kind of understates it. Imagine an 10 year old little blonde girl who is tall for her age. She is thirsty. However she has such a fear of talking to people she gets her 5 year old brother to go to the counter to order her a drink. That was me. As I grew older it didn't get any better. So, creating my blog to let the world know I have a voice and not afraid to use it.
So what will you find on my blog? Building your <a href="http://www.colormebrave.com/2014/06/free-stock-photos.html" target="_blank" title="Free Stock Photos">online brand</a>, growing your <a href="http://www.colormebrave.com/2014/06/whats-wednesday-instagram-insight.html" target="_blank" title="What’s Up Wednesday – More Instagram Insight">social media</a>, and <a href="http://www.colormebrave.com/2014/07/best-wordpress-plugins.html" target="_blank" title="Best WordPress Plugins">blogging tips</a>. Then a little dash of my weight loss journey along with my addiction to clothes. So I am sure you are thinking what in the world am I posting on a dating blog? Well, that is because that is how this blog started. However I just quit <a href="http://www.colormebrave.com/2014/07/quitting-free-online-dating.html" target="_blank" title="Quitting Free Online Dating">online dating</a>. Why? If you ever were online dating you know how much of a struggle it is. So I am taking a break from the dating world. That doesn't mean though, I could not jump out on a chance to help out Ellie.
Even though I am taking a step aside in the dating world.<br />
Doesn't mean my mother doesn't love to give me dating advice every single time she has the chance. So I thought why not share them with Ellie's readers.<br />
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<strong>Mother Dating Tip #1 </strong>Never date a pretty boy. Pretty boys are up to no good. Words straight out of my mothers mouth. She is convinced that every pretty boy will cheat. It could take awhile, even 33 years, but it will happen. She has a list of examples she reminds me of daily.<br />
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<strong>Mother Dating Tip #2 </strong>Marry a man who will eventually lose their hair. My mother says men that lose their hair are always honest and trust worthy. I kind of think this one is biased, why? If you've seen my <a href="http://instagram.com/paulinasmiles16" target="_blank">Instagram</a> feed, you will see my Dad is bald.<br />
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<strong>Mother Dating Tip #3 </strong>If you are not looking for anything serious. Date a guy who has a boat. Even more so if it's a sail boat. Sailing is an amazing experience. I don't know how my Dad puts up with him. It's who she dated before my Dad for the summer.<br />
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<strong>Mother Dating Tip #4 </strong>Never date a guy who doesn't love his Mother. If he doesn't love his Mother he has to be a serial killer. Yes, my Mother has told me this.<br />
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<strong>Mother Dating Tip #5 </strong>Never love a guy more than your Mother. Your Mother will always be the best, no man can change that fact.
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So last year, on family vacation, I wanted to see what type of response I could get on POF or Tinder. I tried my hardest to display my profile in a way that sent out the message that I did NOT want to hookup with anyone while I was in town, but I just wouldn't mind having a beach buddy while I was there. Just someone to hang out with, maybe drink a few, casual, friendly... So unrealistic. I had so many creepos wanting me to drive to their place to hookup..lame.</div>
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As we were turning around to walk back to the part of the beach I was staying at, he grabbed me and started kissing. Aggressively. Horrible, horrible, horrible kisser. Like what have you practiced with dude?!!? A tree??</div>
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Shortly after the awkward silence that followed the tongue attack we walked back to the entrance where he was parked. We stood by his car and talked for a few more minutes and it was dark by now. He grabbed my hand and placed it on the no-no parts that I mentioned I was not looking for in my profile.. </div>
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I know I am not the only girl out there to meet a guy, have things go great and then all of a sudden, BAM, things are going south faster than a fireman on a fire pole. And I am not talking about online dating, but dating in general. It is really hard out there for a girl. We have to find a good guy, one we are interested in, make sure he is interested in us, go through the awkward motions of meeting up, dating and possibly starting a “relationship’ AND we have to make sure it doesn't fizzle out. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Here is the thing- I don’t think relationships today are fizzling for lack of chemistry but more because of two lazy people. It is hard to keep a relationship going in the first place, but add in the stresses of work, technology and life in general and it makes it really hard out there for a couple. Especially when people preach about the “rules” of dating… I don’t think old school rules apply much anymore, but here is the thing- I think we really need to get away from consistently texting and start calling each other.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Don’t get me wrong- I text and I love the convenience of texting but I think there comes a point when phone calls start to become necessary to keep a relationship going. I mean you only get what you put in, so why not put in a few phone calls?</div>
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Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-71830721384185188482014-07-11T15:30:00.000-04:002014-07-11T15:30:34.440-04:00Never Have I EverPlayed that game before? Ok so if you haven't, it's typically a drinking game. You make a statement beginning with "Never have I ever " and you finish it with something you've never done, but you secretly know/feel that someone else in the group has done it. If someone else has..then they drink. Got it?<br />
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Okay, so this post is not a drinking game, but I thought I'd explain my catchy title.<br />
Heads up: this post is mushy gushy about Samoa. Just wait :)<br />
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Remember my emotional posts "Single and Ready to Mingle <a href="http://trueonlinelove.blogspot.com/2014/03/single-and-ready-to-mingle-pt-1.html">part 1</a> & <a href="http://trueonlinelove.blogspot.com/2014/03/single-and-ready-to-mingle-pt-2.html">part 2</a>" ? If not, go check them out. My past relationships have never been as satisfying as the relationship I've been creating with Samoa over the past few weeks (month-ish) I know it seems absolutely crazy for these feelings to come along so dang fast.<br />
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Never Have I <u>EVER</u> dated a guy who:<br />
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<b>Said, "You deserve to be loved and cared for" </b><br />
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Not until now. I cannot wait til this list grows bigger. I am scared to death about getting hurt. I won't be able to see him again until Wednesday, then he's off to work again for 5 days. Which is totally fine. We have spent almost every day together in the past week and a half.. this break is going to be good for us, I believe.<br />
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We both have discussed how slowing down is a must, but neither of us want to. So yes, this break is good.<br />
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Maybe if I keep telling myself that this break is good, I'll stop missing him.<br />
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<b>So yeah that's my life right now :) Heart face emojis all day errrr day <3 </b></div>
<b><br /></b>Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-21156135655950108022014-07-09T10:00:00.000-04:002014-07-09T10:09:25.868-04:00Running into TroubleHey y'all! I am Krista over at <a href="http://kristiesbluejeans.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Kristie's Blue Jeans</a>. This month I decided to step outside of my blogging comfort zone and sponsor the fabulous Miss Ellie. I am so thankful I did for many reasons, one being this guest post I got to write for her and for y'all.
I have always feared the random run ins with exes. There cannot honestly be a person out there that enjoys running into an ex. There are a few stages of the way these run ins normally go.<br />
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Then the awkward "Oh shit! He's here!!!"</div>
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You end the conversation politely and as you sigh to yourself you think all about your awkward crazy brewing in your brain.</div>
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As I said, these run ins are never something to look forward to. They are filled with weird, nauseous and lunatic feelings and emotions. I tend to pretend like I do't know an ex when I see them. Maybe that is immature, but I think talking to them and getting into an argument or talking crap about them to your friends is immature. </div>
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My 4th of July weekend was amazing, though. I kept wishing he was there with me to meet my family and relax by the lake, but he works. BIG PLUS there haha. I've ran into so many lazy asses through these dating sites, and he is not one of them.at.all.<br />
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Yesterday he asked me, "Why do I feel so comfortable around you?"<br />
I DON'T KNOW!?!? How am I supposed to explain it? Why do I feel the same way?! I've only known you for a little less than a month, but yet I feel like I'm in the honeymoon stage! It's insane!<br />
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Samoa is his nickname, by the way. He has a thick Samoan heritage. I learn something new about it every day. I love it. I have never met someone so involved with their culture and ethnicity. I was really embarrassed when he asked me what my ethnicity was and all I could say was.. "uhm Caucasian?"<br />
I'm a dummy and he said, "No.. I meant are you Irish? German? Where does your ancestry lie?"<br />
And I hate that I didn't have a 100% positive answer. I know I have both Irish and German in my heritage as well as Canadian. But I am in no way knowledgeable of exactly where my family comes from. I kind of envy his passion towards his culture.<br />
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So I'm bringing in the checklist. Anyone remember reading my post about being so dang picky when dating?</div>
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<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Christian</strike> </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>5'8 or taller</strike></span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">...he's 6'6</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Job required</strike></span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">-Army Veteran and has a part time job until he finishes school in May 2015.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Independent</strike></span> -<span style="font-size: x-small;">has lived on his own since college.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>No Smoking</strike> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">-hates it as much as I do! </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Romantic</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">-He comes across as a hopeless romantic, but still early to see that side of him yet.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Pretty Teeth</strike> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">-Very straight, very clean! & Is kind of OCD about a clean mouth :)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Single</strike> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">-this may be off the table now haha I'm pretty sure he's mine all mine.</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Capable of growing a nice beard </strike> -</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">his beard is BEAUTIFUL</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Open mind about adopting kids vs. having kids of our own </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">haven't discussed this yet.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Okay with exploring different countries</strike> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">He has been EVERYWHERE</span></li>
<li><strike style="font-size: x-large;">Ambition</strike><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">...he has it for sure!!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Roller Coaster Junkie -</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> He's only been on ONE his entire life! </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><strike>Not mentioning the sex topic within the first couple weeks of talking</strike> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">It came up but not too early :)</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Plays guitar-or-piano and can sing </span></li>
<li><strike><span style="font-size: large;">Netflix Lover</span></strike></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;">Can change the oil in my car</span></li>
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I mean look!!! SOOO many mark outs (meaning he has fulfilled my requirements). I'm still learning more and more about him. Sorry for all the mushy gushy stuff haha I'm usually totally again these types of posts but I'm just overwhelmingly happy right now and can't help it so..yeah. deal with it ;)</div>
Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-5888573749651159862014-07-03T10:32:00.000-04:002014-07-03T10:32:51.272-04:00I QuitI'm in deep you guys. Like falling too dang hard and too dang fast. My date on Tuesday night was the best date I have ever experienced. Not because of where we ate, or what we did during the date, but the man himself..is amazing. You know that post I did a couple days ago saying how I should avoid falling in love? Well.. I can't help it.<br />
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I'm not in love with him, but one day I will be. He is the most genuine, funny, caring, respectful guy I have EVER met. His life fascinates me. I am extremely attracted to him, which is a plus plus plus plus. His personality makes me even more attracted to him. He does everything possible to make me smile. He encourages me to do what I want.<br />
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I have always wanted a guy who accepts me for me. Someone who asks me about my life goals, relationships wants/needs, and my past, but not someone who has to pry it out of me. I have opened up to him more than anyone I've ever tried to date. He listens to me and actually listens.<br />
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He has also opened up to me. I haven't had to pry anything out of him. I'm so used to pulling teeth just to get information out of someone that I try having a relationship with. It's not that way with him. He is resistant to some topics which is totally fine, but I don't pressure him to spill every single detail. There are a LOT of things that we both need to learn about each other and I'm willing to take my sweet precious time with him.<br />
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He wants to spoil me. I don't know what that's like. I don't care if he never buys me one single thing, but just knowing that he wants to..makes me want him even more. I'm not the kind of girl to ask for stuff like that as far as "Buy me this" "I want that, will you get it for me?" No, that's not me.<br />
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So okay enough with the mushy crap! The date itself in detail:<br />
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Dinner at one of my favorite sushi places in town. He loves sushi as much as I do, which is A LOT! He got there before me and as I was driving I had a million butterflies in my stomach. I was so worried that he wouldn't like me.<br />
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I couldn't figure out what the hell I was going to wear, so there's that. I wore a semi dressy tank top and I'm super self conscious about my arms and what they look like in a tank top. But I figured.. if he wants to like me he's gotta see me for me. So here I go in my Silver capri jeans that make my butt look amazing and my tank top.. dying to meet this guy.<br />
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When I walk in, I hesitate because there he is. He hasn't seen me yet. He is just as gorgeous as I thought. Absolutely perfect. I walk up to the booth and ask if the other side was taken. He looked up at me and had the best smile I've ever seen. First words out of his mouth, "You look beautiful."<br />
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NEVER in my life has this happened...<br />
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So we ate, conversation was awesome..never had a quiet moment. Very balanced, he and I talked about the same amount of time so I didn't look like an idiot rambling on because I was so nervous.<br />
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By the time we got our food, I felt like I had been on a million dates with him and we were just catching up. As if I had known him from somewhere before. I really liked feeling so comfortable with him.<br />
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After dinner (I don't ever do this) I invited him over to watch a movie and just relax. We were going to build a fire in the pit, but we never made it out there. We sat in the living room just talking away for over an hour before we turned on the t.v. He was all about me and I was all about him.<br />
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I didn't want the date to end..ever. So I saw him again yesterday. That's why I was a bit delayed in posting! Sorry ladies ;) I know you were just DYING to hear about it. We went hiking to a waterfall (insert heart eyes emoji) He pushed me up that trail, as in, kept encouraging me while also being patient with me. It was kind of a hard hike, but I made it :) I like the way that he wants me to be active as in working out, hiking, running, etc. Stuff that I thoroughly enjoy doing, but I've always lacked motivation. He gives me that motivation. I love it. </div>
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After the hike we went back to the apt for a nap then got dressed for some karaoke at the local marina that my friends and I go to every Wednesday. The impression he made on my friends was just beyond compare. Of course my g/f drilled him with extremely important questions while I was away from the table. His answers confirmed that what I'm doing is right. Even if we're rushing into things..I know that I am with someone who I deserve. We both simultaneously deleted our online dating apps/profiles. And that's that. </div>
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Oh and I'm seeing him today after work, too. Be jealous :)</div>
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**gifs all came from Gurl.com this blog is saweeet :)</div>
Ellie http://www.blogger.com/profile/04625973589266158598noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313149426021517204.post-86097668807240332262014-07-01T08:37:00.001-04:002014-07-01T08:37:59.491-04:00Vote for me!!Hello Lovers <3<br />
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I have been nominated for "Best Newbie Blog" through the Get Noticed Blog Awards by <a href="http://thedancegrad.com/get-noticed-blog-awards/">The Dance Grad</a><br />
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I'll love you forever.. even though I kinda already love you now. </div>
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So tonight is the night for my date and I just cannot even contain my excitement. I want to meet him SOOOO bad. Please please please pray/send good vibes that all goes well and he doesn't turn out to be a mass murderer lol. Stay tuned tomorrow for the upDate ;) ...hehe see what I did there?</div>
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