9/1/2015 0 Comments All These Fish In The SeaMost of my friends are in committed relationships and they tell me often that they live vicariously through me. I spent the majority of my 20's in a relationship so I actually enjoy dating now. You learn a little about someone else and a lot about yourself in the process.
I have had some interesting experiences to say the least. The Sexy Vegan. For our first date we went to an Afgan restaurant. I didn't even know what that was. I thought it was a blanket. When I ordered the lamb dish, we pretty much knew it wasn't meant to be. The High School Flame. Newly single, I went to my 10 year high school reunion hoping he would show up. Like a scene from a movie, I walked up to the bar to order a drink and there he was. It was like a light shone down on him just for me. He was super hot and single as well. We revisited the connection we had from 10 years prior for a few months and figured out pretty quickly why it didn't work the first time. Fun while it lasted though. The Aggie Sneezer. On our first and only date, he showed up wasted because he had been at a football watching party. The only reason I agreed to even go at that point was because I was hungry, it had been a long day and he had on dress socks with sail boats on them. (They were pretty epic!) After 45 minutes with him sucking down 3 glasses of expensive wine at a fancy gastro pub, he must have had an allergic reaction to something we ate because he began to sneeze uncontrollably. (Like 50 sneezes. I wish I was exaggerating.) He was blowing snot all over the table. I handed him the linen napkin from my lap. Everyone was staring. I didn't know what to do. I can only imagine what my face must have looked like. I called a car to come get us and sent him on his way. He didn't come get his car for 3 days. I think he was so drunk that he forgot where it was parked. Needless to say, I never saw him again. The Suit. This guy was covered in tattoos but you couldn't tell because he wore a suit and tie to his corporate job. He was somebody important at some big company that I clearly know nothing about. He once went to a business meeting in a private plane. (Christian Grey?!) There was something super sexy and intriguing about that. He was the complete opposite of the guy I dated before him and I think that's why I liked him. (See The Narcissist.) The Narcissist. He never had a job or any money but he knew exactly what to say to make that seem okay. I'm a smart, independent woman and somehow I fell for his BS. He was, in my opinion, the true definition of charismatic. We stayed up late, slept all day, drank too much wine, drank too much beer, watched a shit ton of movies, ate delicious food he cooked for me, had great sex. (That alone will make you stay with the wrong person for too long.) He was chaotic. He was a whirlwind. He was a lesson. The Pink Catholic. This guy had 7 siblings and he was #5 in birth order, which is your pinky finger when you're counting so his entire family and most of his friends referred to him as "Pink". They thought it was a joke that his girlfriend had pink hair. He was very religious. I am not. I'm all about universal love. He bought me a Buddha tea light holder for Valentine's Day. I don't consider myself a Buddhist but thanks for being open minded, Pink! Great guy but I was never going to marry him and have a handful of Catholic babies so ultimately, we ended it. The Teacher. This guy was cool and we were never romantic but he's totally worth mentioning because he's an awesome dude! We met on Tinder of all places. (Further proof it's not "the hook up app" because we never did.) The first time we met I told him to meet me at my favorite dive bar in a pretty sketchy area of Dallas. Safe right? He was harmless. He's from a small Texas town but has traveled all over the world and currently lives in Spain where he teaches English and is a musician. He was just in Dallas for the summer. We hung out a few times and talked of traveling and music. He inspired me. I love meeting people who don't live a so-called normal life in terms of society's standards. He gave me one of the most genuine compliments I have ever received from a man. He told me that I had nothing to prove and no one to impress...That I was cool as hell without trying. He's halfway across the world now but I'm absolutely grateful that our paths crossed. I honestly don't know why I felt compelled to write about these guys and share the details of some of my relationships. This is just a fraction of what I've experienced. I don't know if I'll ever get married again or if I'll ever have the desire to have a family. For now, I'll enjoy learning something from each and every person I connect with and I hope that they can say the same for me. There's plenty of fish in the sea... And I'm a mermaid... -Stevi
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8/25/2015 3 Comments Wanted: Apartment for a GypsyIn 2013, I packed up my Dallas apartment, put it in a storage unit and took off on a 6 week soul vacation. It was amazing! However, when I got back to Texas, I didn't have a home. I didn't know where I wanted to be and all of my belongings were in storage so I crashed in a clients furnished garage apartment for a few weeks until I figured it out. It was important to me to stay near a dear friend who had recently had a child. Her son, Sawyer was one year old at the time and I very much wanted to be a part of his life. I decided on Waxahachie, Texas. Fifteen minutes from where they lived and a short commute to my salon. I called a realtor client of mine and this was our conversation: "I'm looking for an old house or building in Waxahachie that has been converted into apartments with hard wood floors and a glass door knob." She was silent for a moment and then she said "And what if I can't find that?" I said "I trust that you can." She just laughed at me. We found my apartment within hours and I signed my lease the same day. It has been my experience that any time I am absolutely clear about what I want, everything around me conspires to make it happen and I have noticed that when I pay attention, I am given little signs to let me know I'm on the right track. Or the wrong one. Call it God, The Universe, Angels... it's all the same to me. My new home was located in the historical district of Waxahachie. It was a 113 year old house that had been converted into 5 apartments. One of which happened to be vacant. It was absolutely charming with original hardwood floors and on the front door, there was a glass knob. The restored house was owned by Loren Gray Investments. My middle name is Loren. Sawyer's middle name is Gray. At the time their office was located at 1023 Main Street. 1023 is my special number.
These are the kinds of things I notice. Sychronicities. The experience of circumstances and events that seem unrelated but yet they occur together in such a meaningful way. That apartment was meant to be mine. I learned a lot about myself from the comfort of that home. I entered and exited a pretty intense romantic relationship and had life changing experiences from that space. I have since moved (because I'm a gypsy and that's what we do) but it was exactly where I needed to be for that time in my life. Some people argue that the human mind delights in finding patterns. Some people say it's just coincidence or wouldn't have even noticed. I like to believe in the magic of synchronicities. I hope at some point in your life, you too will have these experiences. Maybe you already have. Always paying attention, Stevi P.S. If you need a good realtor in the DFW area, look no further! Contact Amelia! She's a rock star! 8/24/2015 2 Comments If not now, when?It is Monday August 24th at 5pm. I'm on my phone sitting in my living room and I felt compelled to start a blog. I journal almost everyday. I write about what is going on in my life from random adventures to interesting people I meet to what I dreamt about the night before and how it all connects. Maybe I notice things other people don't notice. Number patterns, sychronicities, symbolism...or maybe I just over analyze everything. (Sometimes I drive myself fucking nuts but it is what it is.) I literally have a safe in my house that has all of my journals in it because if my place caught fire, they are the one thing that I would want to run in and save. Journaling helps me sort out the thoughts that swirl around in my mind. I feel like this blog will too. I found this quote and put it on my 2015 Vision Board. (If you don't know what a vision board is, Google it. It will change your life.) "Instructions for living a life: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it." I honestly know nothing about writing or blogging or computers. This is just me following the instructions. "Life on Land: Tales of a Mermaid" Here we go... -Stevi |