Welcome to my blog.
I am embarking on this new writing forum in order to share my thoughts and feelings about being a woman in her mid-30s who is still in search of The One.
Which One, you ask? THE One. aka Him. The guy who is out there somewhere waiting for me, or so I’ve told myself once or twice when fairytales were the only way to get myself to sleep.
I’m going to keep this blog anonymous so that I retain the freedom to write with witty abandon. To be absolutely honest, without fear of hurting anyone, guilty or innocent, who I may come in contact with along my quest.
I will tell you a few basic details about me. I’m single, never been married, although I was engaged once upon a time. Man, that seems like a lifetime ago, and in fact it’s been over 11 years since the engagement was called off. But, that’s a story for another time…perhaps.
I live in the San Francisco Bay Area, and love everything about it. I was born and raised here, and I have no plans to ever leave. Why would I want to? The weather is great, the people are intelligent and kind-hearted, for the most part, and I live less than an hour away from one of the most amazing cities in the world. I can be at the ocean hearing the waves crash along the shore within 30 minutes. This area is rich with art and culture and a liberal attitude that you don’t find many other places. Sure, I love traveling around the country (and the world) in order to learn and appreciate new places, but in all the places I’ve been to, I know that this will always be my home.
I love my job, which for now will also remain in anonymity. Let’s just say that I love reading and writing, and I get to share that love everyday at work. Is it the ideal job? In a lot of ways it is. If I won the lottery would I keep doing it? Maybe. But my ideal job would be to make a comfortable living (meaning being able to spend money on clothes and books and pedicures and dinners out without worrying about my paltry checking account) as a freelance writer. Not novels, but magazines and journals. Who knows what the future holds? Maybe I’ll be able to do that someday. For now, I am happy in my career. You can’t really ask for more than that.
I have a large family that all live within 50 miles of me, most of them much closer than that. We are loud and fun and energetic when we get together. I also have a great group of friends whom I adore. They keep me sane and are always there for me when I need a shoulder (or 3) to cry on, or just a voice on the other end of the phone to talk to. I’m overwhelmed with support.
So life sounds perfect, right? Well, yes, mostly. The part of my life that’s lacking is in the romance department. Not that I’m a wallflower or anything of that sort. I date. Quite a bit. Too much, sometimes. That’s the whole point of this blog. I really want to find someone to share my life with. I’m not even talking about marriage, although I do hope that’s in the works at some point in the future. For now I’d be very content to have a boyfriend. Lately that word seems to spark fear in the hearts of otherwise brave men. Not sure why, but maybe I’ll find out soon.
To be clear, I’m not writing this blog to find The One. Although, maybe that wouldn’t be a bad idea! But, no. I’m writing this blog as a way to release all of my thoughts and emotions as I journey through the treacherous waters that are dating in one’s mid-30’s. Not always smoothest sailing, let me tell you. Ok, forgive the extended metaphor. I couldn’t help myself.
Why Bold and Brilliant? These are words that have often been used to describe me, my personality, and my big mouth. Bold as in not always knowing when to keep quiet. Brilliant as in intelligent, yes, but more often as in shiny, bright, and a bit intense. Sure, my style isn’t for everyone, but then again, those people can simply stop reading, right?
Writing is life, to me. I have always kept a pen-and-paper journal, from the age of 8. (What does an 8-year-old write about, you ask? Probably about my younger sister, or the teachers at my Catholic school. Let me assure you, even at 8 I had crushes on boys. I’m sure many a page in that long ago journal was filled with my love of P.S. Yes, I still remember my 3rd grade crush). More recently I had a personal blog that I shared with my friends as a way to let them know about my dating adventures and mishaps. I didn’t keep that one anonymous, though, and it was discovered by people with ill intentions and things got sort of ugly. But again, a story for another time.
I hope you enjoy reading this blog as much as I enjoy writing it.
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Update: August 2007
It occurred to me today that my blog isn’t just about my quest to find The One. It’s about life and all of the things that come with it — joys, sorrows, frustrations, excitement, messiness, and comfort. This blog is an eclectic mix of everything that I’m thinking and feeling and experiencing. From weightloss to decorating, cooking to reading, writing to walking, and any other thing that tickles my fancy enough to write about. Just as life isn’t linear, and neither is this blog. It’s about finding balance in life. It’s about me.
Words are beautiful things.
Have a nice day !
you sound like a cool homegirl. keep up the good work! i am int he bay area too!
I just found your blog today through a “Back in Skinny Jeans” link to your other blog. I have been perusing both and will definitely come back. Quite coincidentally, I wanted a bike just like yours for my birthday last month, right down to the wicker basket! Pink, even. But then, I was reminded that I have a dusty bike that I never ride. Oh, yeah.