Friday, June 25, 2010

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Requirement #8

On a lighter note than yesterday's post, here is today's requirement. He must not have words like snuggle, cuddle, drinkie, trucko, blankie, or clippie in his vocabulary. I am the female in the relationship. I am supposed to be the one to ask to cuddle or snuggle. There is nothing more annoying than waking up to someone that is asking to cuddle or snuggle for the entire morning. If you want to de-masculate yourself, give it a try. Every time I hear the word snuggle, I think of that creepy stuffed bear with the freakishly high pitched voice on the TV commercials. Not exactly what I want to associate my boyfriend with.

As for the rest of the words on my list.....If you are thirsty you get a drink, not a drinkie. If you drive a vehicle with a cab in the front and a long flat bed in the back that you can haul stuff around in, it's a truck not a trucko. If you are cold you cover yourself with a blanket, not a blankie. And last but not least if you have overgrown toenails, you cut them with a toenail clipper, not a clippie. I have plenty more examples of nauseating words like these that should never come out of the mouth of a boy over the age of 5, but just writing about these few has caused me to throw up in my mouth a little.

So no baby talk, guys. And I (the female) should be the one asking to cuddle or snuggle. And if I never ask to do it, consider yourself lucky. Some guys are required to do these things all the time against their will.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Sidenote #3

I was sad to hear today that the Free Credit Report.com people are looking for a new band to do their commercials. That means my favorite commercial cutie won't be on them anymore. It figures. I finally find some commercials I actually want to watch and they kill em. See for yourself....

http://freecreditscoreband.com/

Requirement #7

This should go without saying, but he must not be an ex-felon. You know what they say...once a felon, always a felon. Even on the off chance you find an ex-felon that sincerely wants to turn his life around and become something other than a criminal, in the eyes of the rest of the world he is still a felon. Let me elaborate....

Statistics show that 80% of people that have once been incarcerated end up in prison multiple times. Chances are, if you find yourself a nice ex-felon that you want to start a relationship with, he won't be free for long. But let's say you found one of the good ones in the 20% that won't get locked up and he really wants to make something of himself. If you think that can actually happen, you are just fooling yourself.

First of all, you know that section on a job application that asks you to declare your criminal history? Guess what? They actually do background checks and most companies don't want ex-felons working for them. Go figure! So chances are, your little criminal teddy bear will remain jobless and you get to support him. Yippee!

Secondly, even if you're ex-felon is staying out of trouble, there is not one single soul on the face of the earth that will trust him after learning about his past. This is especially true of law enforcement officers. You may have them following you around town, breaking into your house and tearing it apart, or bringing your beau home in the middle of the night after picking him up for questioning. This may cause your neighbors to question what is going on in your household and may even lead them to believe that your beau is holding you against your will or abusing you. Not exactly the attention you want to bring to yourself.

In conclusion, while it might seem exciting and dangerous to be associated with an ex-felon and you feel like your purpose in life is to save him and change him for the better, you really don't need this shit. I recommend running as fast as you can in the other direction. Go find yourself a nice science geek like Leonard in the Big Bang Theory. He may be boring, but you'll be happier in the long run.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Requirement #6

This requirement builds on #5 regarding cleaning. He must know how to clean things properly. For instance, one may feel that one is contributing to the cleanliness of the house by putting a load of laundry in the washing machine and starting it. But if one doesn't move that load into the dryer in a timely manner and keeps it wet in the washing machine for several days, it starts to stink. So badly, in fact, that washing it a second time doesn't really get the stink out. So not only does one not actually assist in cleaning, but one adds a considerable quantity of money to the electric bill which is completely unnecessary and avoidable. Not to mention that there is nothing I hate more than hobbling into the laundry room with two arms full of clothing that need to be washed, only to open the washer door and find a tub full of fermenting stinky clothes that I have to rewash.

One also may feel like one is contributing to the cleanliness of the house if he loads the dishwasher with a bunch of dishes that are caked on dirty to the point that they don't get clean after going through the extra long cycle. Then one may feel like one is still helping by running it a second time. Again, not only does one not actually assist in cleaning, but one adds a considerable quantity of money to the electric bill which is completely unnecessary and avoidable. It is also not helpful to put items that are not dishwasher safe into the dishwasher and run it on extra high temperatures. One might as well take all my plastic kitchenwares and broil them in the oven. Contrary to popular belief, I don't have that money tree in the backyard anymore and can't afford to repurchase everything that is ruined due to one's stupidity.

So, to recap, 'one' must not only help me clean, but do it correctly. I think I have already eliminated about half of the male population and I've only gotten to Requirement #6!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Requirement #5

He must absolutely 100% always share cleaning duties. Furthermore, he must clean without me having to point out what needs to be cleaned nor cause me to have a complete and utter meltdown before he grabs the vacuum.

I hate cleaning, but I know it has to be done. It's bad enough that I have to clean up after myself and the pets, but I shouldn't have to clean up after another human being that is fully capable of cleaning up after himself. We both live in the same house. We both use the same sinks and toilets and showers. We both walk on the same floors and eat in the same kitchen. So why should I have to clean piss off the floors and snot gobs out of the sink that I didn't put there? I shouldn't! Grab a friggin' sponge and some disinfectant and do it yourself.

And I have news for you. Dust naturally falls on furniture. Water spots naturally occur on faucets and surrounding receptacles. Pet hair and dirt naturally collect on floors. Don't wait for me to take care of it! I am not your Mama. Pick up a broom or a cleaning wipe. Plug in the vacuum and run it over the floor. If you see a hairball, pick it up (paper towels work well for this). It's not your cat, you say? You knew I came with cats, so deal with it and take one for the team!

I work full time and have a life, just like you do. If you want to get along with me, you can't be afraid of cleaning supplies. I don't expect you to do it all, but I don't think it's unreasonable for the responsibilities to be split down the middle.

Whew! I feel better now. Can you tell I feel especially strongly about this one?

Thursday, May 20, 2010

As Y Chromosome Shrinks, End of Men Pondered

This article amuses me. I wonder how men would feel if they knew one of their most important parts was shrinking.....

As Y Chromosome Shrinks, End of Men Pondered

by Joe Palca

December 13, 2004

In men, the 23rd chromosome is made up of an X chromosome and a Y chromosome. The 22 other chromosomes in human cells are matched pairs, shared by men and women.

It takes a man to carry a Y chromosome, and it takes the Y chromosome to make sperm, which is necessary for human reproduction. So men are essential to the future of the species.

But researchers have found that, over the millennia, the Y chromosome has lost most of it genes. What if it were to disappear altogether? NPR's Joe Palca explores that possibility in the first report of a three-part series on the End of Men.

The Y Chromosome: A Primer

Each of our cells contains 23 pairs of chromosomes. Twenty-two of those pairs are matched pairs, shared by men and women. The 23rd is different.

In women, the 23rd pair is made up of two X chromosomes. In men, it's made up of an X chromosome and a Y chromosome. That Y chromosome determines maleness in humans — it holds genes necessary for forming testes and making sperm.

Y So Lonely?

The fact that it doesn't have a matching pair poses a bit of a problem for the Y chromosome.

All the other chromosomes come in two copies. Every time a cell divides, mistakes in genes can creep in. In paired chromosomes, that means that if there is a mistake on one chromosome, a cell can always get the correct gene sequence from the other chromosome.

Over time, mistakes have crept into the Y chromosome, too. But every time a gene on the Y chromosome went bad, it basically disappeared. Scientists theorize that the X and Y chromosome started out with about the same amount of genes — about 1,000. Today, the Y chromosome has less than 80 genes.

Hope for Y's Future

Some geneticists think the Y chromosome is now little more than a genetic wasteland that will eventually just disappear. If that were to happen, it would certainly spell the end of sexual reproduction.

But David Page of MIT's Whitehead Institute vigorously disagrees. "At the same time that it is continuing to lose genes, it's found some new ways of replenishing itself," Page says.

Last year, Page and his colleagues reported a finding that brightened the outlook for the future of men: The Y chromosome has been secretly creating backup copies of its most important genes. These are stored in the DNA as mirror images, or palindromes — which read the same way forwards and backwards. ("Madam, I'm Adam" is a famous example.)

In Y chromosome palindromes, the first half contains the gene and the second half contains the same information, just in reverse.

That means that many of the genes on the Y chromosome do occur as pairs. Page says members of these pairs appear to be swapping out or recombining with each other — allowing the genes to repair themselves when they get damaged.

Page says this helps explain why these genes have been able to persist despite millions of years of assault from random mutations. And, he says, it means the Y chromosome won't simply keep shrinking away until it disappears altogether.

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4225769

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Sidenote #2

Am I the only one who has a crush on the FreeCreditReport.com guy? I think he is adorable. The curly hair...the guitar playing hippiness? I could just eat him up. I wonder if he would fill all of my requirements? Maybe I could make a few exceptions.










Requirement #4

I was going to make this a requirement even before I read the previously posted article about cougars dying early, but now I'm thinking it should have been #1! He definitely has to be at least my age. I've tried dating younger men and it just doesn't work. Even two or three years make a big difference, more than that you might as well come from other planets. They say females mature faster than males anyway so even if we're the same age I'm already at a disadvantage. Now that I know that I'd be killing myself by dating someone 7-9 years younger, there's no way I'll be taking that risk again.

I know many of you are disagreeing with me thinking that age doesn't matter, and maybe there's a few of you that are actually making it work with a younger man. But in my experience it's just one more thing that drives a relationship apart. I am 38 years old. I am set in my ways, I know how to take care of myself, and I know what I want out of life. Any guy I've ever met that is younger than me still has no clue what they want. Therefore, being in a relationship with one of them requires me to take care of them and try to steer them in the right direction, like you would with a child. The problem is that I don't want a child. I want a grown up that I can relate to and share my life with. If I wanted children I would have had them by now. Sure, dating a younger guy might make me feel youthful and fun again, but the novelty wears off fast.

I know this because for 4 years I dated someone 8 1/2 years my junior. It was fun at first, and was only supposed to be a fling, but somehow I ended up parenting him for the entire time we were together. He lived with me rent free, ate all my food, watched my TV, and drove my car. I sent him off to college, started a business for him, and taught him how to clean. Just like my parents did to me when I WAS 18 YEARS OLD. I know you are thinking that I am a total dumbass for letting things go that far, and I completely agree with you. But look at the bright side...it was a learning experience. Had I not made this colossal mistake, I wouldn't be writing about it right now.

Now, all you women out there that are thinking about heading down a similar road, don't say I didn't warn you. If you're looking for another child, then go for it. If not, you might want to think twice about your decision.

Me personally? I want someone about 2-3 years older than me. That should put us on level playing fields.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Clue for Requirement #4


German Study: Cougars Die Young, Sugar Daddies Live Longer

Updated: Wednesday, 12 May 2010, 2:49 PM CDT
Published : Wednesday, 12 May 2010, 2:49 PM CDT

(NewsCore) - Having a boy toy husband increases a woman’s chances of an early death, according to a new study reported Wednesday by Britain's Daily Mail .

And the younger her spouse is, the harder it is on a woman's health, research carried out in Germany says.

However the trend is reversed when an older man opts for a younger woman. The more youthful his wife, the longer the husband is expected to live.

The finding will come as a blow growing numbers of "cougars" -- middle-aged women who shun older men in search of younger guys.

Celebrity cougars include actress Demi Moore, 47, who is 15 years older than actor husband Ashton Kutcher, and "Friends" actress Courteney Cox, who is married to film star David Arquette -- seven years her junior.

The trend was identified by an analysis of marriage and death records belonging to almost two million Dutch men and women, the Daily Mail said.

A woman who bags a man seven to nine years younger than her is 20 percent more likely to die at any given point than someone married to a man her own age. And when a cougar weds someone more than 15 years younger than her, the risk soars to more than 30 percent.

Sven Drefahl of the Max Planck Institute for Demographic Research in Germany, said: "The greater the age difference, the lower the wife's life expectancy. The best choice for a woman is to marry a man of exactly the same age."

A "sugar daddy" with a wife seven to nine years his junior is seven percent less likely to die at any given time -- probably because she's more likely to nurse him in old age.

By contrast, a younger man tends to be less inclined to look after his elderly wife. And cougars are more likely to be seen as predatory -- making it less likely for them to maintain friends and dependents, another factor researchers suggested could explain their findings.

Requirement #3

One of the most important requirements for me is that we will have to share similar musical tastes, at least to some degree. I used to take for granted that anyone who has ears and a brain and lives in America would be able to identify at least one song from artists such as the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, or the Rolling Stones. I have learned that is not true.

One of my exes is a prime example of why my theory was disproven. He is a 35 year old, 6 foot 4 inch, blonde haired blue eyed whiter than white guy who listened to nothing but underground rap. Although he tries his hardest, there is no way anyone is ever going to mistaken him to be of African American decent. Sadly, there was more than one occasion where I painfully had to watch him try to make friends with African American people just so he could wow them with his knowledge of gangsta rap. One of these times was when he buddied up with the DJ at a relative's wedding (which was especially embarassing). Each and every time the person he was trying to befriend looked at him like he was a pathetic loser. Talk about hitting the nail on the head! Although he could name just about every no-hit wonder to ever hit the rap scene, he wouldn't know Mick Jagger if he slapped him in the face. Sad, really.

If I weren't lucky enough to find one guy that has no clue when it comes to music, I found another. This one is Mexican and although he was born in the US and lived here for each and every one of his 35 years on this planet, the only music he listened to was Mariachi from South of the Border. The only music with English lyrics he knew was the occasional song he heard in the Breakfast Club (which he watched about 52 times), but he couldn't identify the title or artist if his life depended on it.

Now I'm not saying there is anything wrong with liking rap or Mariachi music. In fact, I think people should keep an open mind and like all kinds of music. I listen to a wide range of genres and it is rare that I meet someone whose musical interests don't overlap mine in some way. But leave it to me to find two people whose tastes are polar opposites of mine, then attempt to be in a relationship with them. Have you ever gone on a 20 hour roadtrip with someone you can't agree upon a radio station with, when you have satellite radio and hundreds of stations to choose from? Try it, then report back to me on how it was. It's not pretty.

Considering some of the things I enjoy doing the most in my free time include going to concerts, grabbing a beer at the local bar and hitting the jukebox, or sipping wine at home listening to my CDs and MP3 player, it really sucks when the person you spend your time with doesn't relate to these things in the slightest. And who wants to drink alone besides George Thorogood? Not me.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Requirement #2

It would be nice to have a man that is considerate enough to leave the porch light on for me when he knows I won't be getting home until 10:30 at night. That way I won't have to spend 10 minutes trying to get my key in the keyhole while also trying to balance a crock pot full of spaghetti sauce and miscellaneous other items with my other arm while praying that the Boogie Man doesn't jump out from behind a tree and kill me before I get inside.

Just sayin'...t'would be nice.

Sidenote #1

After just watching Jude Law in 'The Holiday', I've decided that I will abandon this whole project if I could have him just the way he is in the movie.





Requirement #1

How do I pick the very first requirement to post on my blog? There are so many to choose from! I think I am going to skip the obvious ones, like he has to be breathing and can't be a mass murderer. These go without saying.

OK. Here it is. Requirement #1. He has to be attractive. I know this sounds shallow, but it is really important. Don't get me wrong, he doesn't have to be Johnny Depp, nor have I ever dated anyone that was even close to being in the same league as Mr. Depp, but let's be realistic. A guy could have the best personality in the world but if you find him physically repulsive, how can you ever be in an intimate relationship with him?

OK, so maybe I should reword Requirement #1 to say 'He can't be physically repulsive.' Fair enough?




A Brief History...

A Brief History.....
Hello Cyberspace,
Let me introduce myself. I am a 38 year old SWF. I have always been a SWF because apparently I make really bad choices when it comes to male companionship. I have been in relationships with men that have issues ranging from alcohol and pill popping addiction to being followed by Johnny Law 24 hours a day. Well, I'm tired of it. Let's face it. I'm not getting any younger. If I don't want to be known as the crazy cat lady in my golden years, I need to be on the lookout for someone I can stomach being in a relationship with.

The good news is that at this point in my life, I know exactly what I want (and don't want) in a man. The bad news is that I've become (just a little) picky and have a relatively long list of requirements that this man needs to have for him to be considered 'The Only Man For Me". Which brings me to this blog.

My list of requirements is so (relatively) long that I really need a place to write them all down. What better place to list them all than for the world to see on this blog? It will be good to have extra pairs of eyes to make sure I haven't missed anything, so feel free to leave lots of comments to ensure that I don't.

Each day (give or take) I will post one of my requirements. That should keep the blog chock full o' new material for years.

I look forward to meeting you and hearing about your own requirements. Are you in a relationship with an amazing guy or a complete loser? What is it about them that makes them awesome or awful? Talk to me, people!