Make a Plan. Call it a Date.

My girlfriends and I sit around and talk a lot about how we love it when men plan the first few dates; when they take the initiative; when they make decisions in the early stages of dating. We like it, we want it and yes! we are still feminists. We like it because it makes us feel like the man is really, truly interested in us. We feel special and if we feel special we will eventually put out. 

I know some men who won't even call an evening out with a woman they are attracted to a "date". We're just "hanging out" they'll say. To that I say, "Really? Do you want a woman or a girl?"

Because a woman won't consider having sex with you after an amazing evening of "hanging out" where you split the check and was too lazy to walk her out of your way to her car or train. It's so, so simple.This article pretty much nails what we want and was written by a man so I don't really need to say more.

Speaking of a man with a plan...my gay husband is visiting this weekend and already has a sex date planned for Saturday afternoon at 1pm. Let's break this down:

1. It's Monday
2. Plan is for Saturday (with a time established)
3. Date is for sex only 
4. Being gay seems really easy and totally awesome

To all the men out there straight and gay: Make a plan. Call it a date. Get laid (eventually).

I'm Making Myself Sick

Maybe you've read some of my recent tweets and maybe you've noticed that many have revolved around whiskey, drinking, getting drunk and then being hungover. Well guess what? I'm disgusted with myself. Wholeheartedly. (As I write this I'm nursing a hangover).
 
I had a physical last week and my doc told me I'd lost a good 8 pounds since April. Looks like joining that new fancy gym, which inspired my recent obsession with spin class, has paid off! And yet I've seen myself tumble into a downward spiral that started in the beginning of December.
 
I attended no less than 12 birthday parties or holiday parties that always included booze and often included cookies made with butter and white sugar. I went on four dates that all included "getting a drink".

My sugar highs and lows and hangovers lead me to eat everything in sight at home and then when that's done I go out and buy more terrible things to consume. Like chicken fingers and fries and chips and brownies. And loads of coffee.
 
Some people might acknowledge this about themselves and then resolve to do something about it in the new year. This person (me) is resolving to do something about it now. And I'm telling all of you to make it real. I have this week off from work and it's going to be drink free! Sure I can drink water or ginger ale or tea or coffee, but I will not drink a drop of alcohol for seven whole days.
 
But, 100FD, what about New Year's Eve? The truth is I hate that evening and I'm planning on not going out. I'm thinking my couch and some movies will make wonderful NYE dates. So folks there you have it.
 
Do you think I can do it? I'd like to believe it's possible, and that I'll try really hard. Either way I'll be tweeting about it and if I slip up I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.