Archived! #1

I’m excited to announce a new series to my blog! It’s amazing I didn’t start this earlier, but after the last few weeks, I realized it was a necessity. When I joined eHarmony oh so long ago, when you weren’t interested in one of your matches, you “closed” them. There was an option on each profile that simply said, “Close Match.” They had a list of reasons you could choose from, like “this person lives too far from me” or “I don’t feel like we have the same values.” That person would then get a message when you closed them with your explanation why. Shortly after I joined, they changed this system. Instead of close, each profile said “Archive Match” and you no longer had to pick a reason, and the match no longer received a message. It's like now instead of being closed, your matches are just sent to a big room full of files to be filed away for the person they should be with to find. Maybe people were getting their feelings hurt, but that is neither here nor there.

My two roommates at the time and I would go through my matches together each day (P.S. I have the best friends) and when we found one that was obviously not a a possibility, we would all shout, “Archive!” We quickly incorporated this catch phrase into our girls nights out, meeting guys when we were out at bars together and whatnot. If some creeper hit on us, or some tool used a cheesy pickup line on us, we would jokingly yell “Archive!” and start laughing hysterically.

 Photo via Weheartit

As I shared with you last week, I am back on eHarmony once again. You could definitely say I’ve been getting a lot of “archive-worthy” matches. So many in fact, that I had to start this new series. If these matches are any indication, this time around should be just as unsuccessful as the last, but at least it will be entertaining.

This guy, when answering the question, “The most important thing I am looking for in a person is,” he answered: “No gag reflex.”

I couldn’t make this stuff up if I tried. To top it off, when listing the “five things you can’t live without," all he said was “sex.”

ARCHIVE!

Tucker Tale #3

A few weekends ago, I flew up to Buffalo, NY to see my older sister. She lives up there with her husband and two kids, and was dealing with the death of a close family friend. With her being the only sibling who doesn’t live near us anymore, we aren’t able to be there for her like we want to be. When my mom heard the news, she booked me a flight right away so I could go cheer my sister up. It was pretty last minute. Literally, we bought the tickets Thursday and I flew up there on Friday. That’s my family for you…doing anything it takes to be there for each other when necessary, no questions asked, no complaints.

Even though the circumstances were sad, I had an amazing weekend. I was able to babysit my niece and nephew (Alyssa is four-years-old and Aidan is 2-years-old), which is something I wish I could do all the time.  It was great to spend quality time with my sister. I think I really cheered her up and I’m so glad I was able to do that for her. On top of having the most amazing time with the kids, I was reminded once again how much I love and respect my older sister.

We were always really close when we were younger. Being two years apart, we always had a lot in common, especially as teenagers. It’s funny to think about how different our lives are right now. Sometimes I feel like I’m so focused on myself and so wrapped up in my hectic life. Between dating, my job, going out with friends and trying to stay in shape, I stay so busy and get so wrapped up in my own stuff. My sister is busy in such a different way, working full-time, taking care of two kids and her husband and going to school. She gets her patience from my mother, one trait I definitely didn’t inherit. Watching my sister with her kids, as always, I was in awe of how great she is with them and how calm and content she is, despite the stresses that kids, jobs and school can bring.

Even though we are in completely different places in our lives, we still have such a great relationship. I am lucky enough to have a really good friend in her and an amazing role model. 

Back on the….Horse?

And by horse, I obviously mean eHarmony.

I know. I can’t believe this is happening. I mean, how many failed relationships does a girl have to go through to learn that online dating just isn’t for her?

To be honest, at this point I’m surprised eHarmony didn’t respond to my signing up with an e-mail to this effect:

“We honestly don’t have anyone left to match you with. You have exhausted our database of men and you are now ruining our success ratio. Maybe online dating just isn’t for you.”

I don’t know what possessed me to do this, but the other day I logged onto eHarmony, finding out that I could get a three-month membership for SUPER cheap. I mean, I am a loyal customer at this point, so I should have some kind of perks. Before I could talk it out with anyone or even think about it myself, I was a member again.  I don’t know what I was thinking, other than the fact that I was disappointed, feeling rejected and knew that even if I don’t meet my future husband on there, being on eHarmony is a good distraction from my current situation and I guess you just never know what could happen. Anyway, if you read this post from back in December, Finding Harmony, I apologize for lying to you. So yeah, if anything, you can probably expect more entertaining date stories.

Kicking Ass & Taking Names

Okay, I’m not kicking ass, but I am kicking a kickball! A few weeks ago I joined a co-ed kickball league. This is hilarious for several reasons:

• I have no athletic ability and haven’t played kickball since the fourth grade.
• When I did play kickball in the fourth grade, I dreaded having to step up to the plate. Between my creepy shyness and lack of athletic ability, it was a bad combination.
• I kind of signed my friend, Sarah and I up for the league without telling her. She got a call asking for her dues and wasn’t very happy with me.

I had actually planned on joining this league when the last season started back in December. It was part of my ‘Why Not Me Philosophy,” basically my decision to do things I would have never imagined doing a few years ago, things that normally scared me or intimidated me. I didn’t get to join because of my health issues, so I jumped at the opportunity to get in on the action this season! I thought it would be a fun way to meet new people, be more active and basically knew it would be absolutely hilarious. Our first practice was last weekend and I discovered the following:

• I am actually not bad at kicking, but playing outfield and running the bases…not so much.
• I need to figure out a better practice outfit. I was very concerned about the tan lines I was getting, which resulted in my bad outfield abilities.
• Even for someone in decent shape, playing kickball for an hour makes your thighs really sore. Seriously, I am still in pain today.

Anyway, our first game is tomorrow night. I’m really excited because:

• I bought a really cute pair of yoga shorts from Old Navy. They are not my normal workout attire, as they are super short and pretty tight. I decided they’d be a perfect way to distract the opposing team and who knows, maybe there will be some cute guys there.
• Our team is meeting for drinks beforehand. Just when I thought the idea of me playing kickball couldn’t be funnier, I will also be tipsy. Maybe that will actually improve my skills…we shall see!

That’s all I have for today (I also don't know why I'm obsessed with bullet points tonight). Go team!

An Important Reminder (and an update, I guess)

I’m sorry I’m not giving many details of what is going on with The Red Sox Fan and I. Unfortunately, I have no clue what is happening, hence why I haven’t been able to put it into words. Things started out so great with us and I feel like all the good things have gotten lost somewhere in the mix. I feel like I keep waiting. Waiting for him to realize he wants to be with me, waiting for him to make an effort, waiting for him to be ready. I feel like I’m waiting for the person I met in January to come back.

On our first date, it felt like we were the only two people in the world talking for hours. On our second date, we had such a fun time, playing putt-putt, joking around with each other, talking nonstop. When we were sitting in my car at the end of that night, I remember feeling like I could have stayed there forever…just the two of us, sitting in my car, talking about country music and trying to get the courage to kiss each other goodnight. Even those first few nights where we just cooked dinner or watched a movie at his house, I had so much fun and felt so comfortable and happy.

I don’t know what to think. I’m confused, disappointed and at the same time, not really ready to let go yet. I’m also trying my very best to not let this get to me. If he just isn’t that into me, which he clearly isn’t, the most important thing is that I can’t let that get me down, which is why I am reminding myself and you all of this tonight:

Just because one person can't see your worth, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.