"If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?..."

Roadtrippin’- so the Eva-nator and I packed up our bags and headed down to BFE the ‘ol historic town of Coffeyville, KS (you know you’re glad it wasn't you jealous.) We took a tour of “Death Alley” and the original Condon Condom Bank woulda been been a much cooler name Bank where the Dalton gang was gunned down by the townspeople of Coffeyville on October 5th, 1892. Why is this relevant? Well, it’s not…but it was passing the time FUN. Check out the pics she took on my facebook – they are definitely a good time.


We got up on Sunday morn’ and headed down to even further into BFE Afton, OK to visit my step bro, his wife, their two kids (nothing cuter than hearing “Guess what, Aunt Kara?!”), and the rest of my family (there was a lot of alcohol involved, do not ask me who shit on, or around, the coats all was present…) We sat on the dock all day, drank cold beer, and definitely had a great time. Later that evening, Sara took us to a local bar (yeah, you can still smoke in bars in Oklahoma, so all of you who make fun of that state need to re-evaluate your life plan…) and we warded off creepers the entire time danced the night away.

Heading back yesterday evening, I decided I was going to update my blog today. What would I write? I had no idea. So, I’ve decided I will write about the topic of conversation that my family insists to nag me about every time i'm home came up while sitting around the dinner table with my parents.

Parents: “How’s your dating life going and please leave out the sex part?”

Me: “You always ask this…”

Parents: “So, you’re saying you aren’t dating because you're kind of a bitch?”

Me: “No?....I am busy every night. Mondays- I have Tango, Tuesdays- I play trivia, Wednesdays – “I normally hang out with Becker/Eva/some combo of friends or watch Soca Duo, Thursdays – Whoever I didn’t hang out with the night before, I normally do and then go watch Hopper play, Fridays (if I’m not out of town) – Normally stalk the bar The Disappointments are playing at with Eva, Saturday – O’Dowd’s with the crew til we are so incoherent we realize the bar is closed, Sunday – Drunk Club/Club Ballroom. I’m pretty busy”…

Parents: “But…we’re talking about dating and we're scared you're gonna end up an old  hag and totally alone…”


Here’s what I’ve decided. Until I’m steadily dating someone and am, somewhat chosing marriage over being a cat lady, headed in a marriage direction-- my parents are going to think I’m still but bitch and terribly lonely. I have a gay, (Oh, Becker...you are a mess) the greatest group of friends, write my music/play my instruments, read multiple books per week, and have developed a new love for dance classes –I’m good. Somehow…this is not what the parentals want to hear (although, their whole "Guys may come and go, but a Becker is forever" saying is pretty cute!)

For all of you who didn't take plan B have found love, children, and mood enhancers patience…well, good for you. Me? I’m 25 and still like the Disney Channel. As much as I pretend to want a husband, children, and stability – I’m much more willing to wait for it all to fall into place. Rushing is nowhere on my list of priorities right now.

What is on my list of priorities?Shopping Dates. I’ve decided random dates are fun. Getting to know people while you sip cocktails or go mini-golfing – who cares, dates are fun. Don’t confuse this with relationships – I mentioned nowhere that I’m rushing into DATING, I just said, I miss going on dates. Random side note; if I were going on dates with someone totally awesome who was on the same train of thought as me, multiple dates/dating are not being ruled out here…

Brings me to my next point – what type of guy am I looking for? Good question. A male version of me Smart – insanely smart (nerdy is hot, and totally my favorite always a plus), dry sense of humor, down-to-earth, laid back, willing to hang out with my group of friends for random weekend shenanigans, loves music, down for a good debate but willing to lose haha, likes cartoons, knows when to be serious, knows when NOT to be serious, willing to cook for me, equally as willing to try my cooking, passive (b/c I’m totally not at all...haha), understands my non-slutty physical boundaries (that’s a tough one so I feel like most people have to ask for a “point of clarification” i.e. I'm not hoping into bed with you), and crazy fun. Not crazy. Crazy is NOT good (nor is it a package deal, crazy + anything just = crazy.)

I kind of feel like I just signed up for e-harmony on my own blog. That’s scary, isn’t it?... You get my point. After an awesome summer full of life changing experiences, I’m ready to try something new. ~K