To keto or not to keto?

A bunch of people are doing this keto diet thing at work. I like the fact that if I do it I won't be alone. I'll have support. Maybe even tips and tricks. Anyone out there in blog web land doing this? I will keep you posted.

texting..

Phone calls are such a novelty anymore.
There's no such thing as a call. Texting. Bumble. Facebook Messenger. Tinder. Match. Emails. Snapchat. Twitter.

Look how cute this phone is:



If you were a dude wouldn't you love to imagine this on the other line? So cute! its PINK!

Feels like rain.

Tally up the names of the lovers that went rogue. 

Why do we keep going back to the boys who destroy us?

I'm just a girl.. Just your typical Proto type.

You were once much more... Muchier... You've lost your muchness.  

Here is some advice: Girls. Don't be stupid and then get on the back of the bike with a guy who's not wearing a helmet and doesn't provide a helmet for you. Because chances are you'll wind up naked and again without a helmet. Think about that. 

I feel like I'm living in actual real life not staged The Bachelor. Minus the camera crew and fancy roses. 

Most days I hear a phrase or a saying and I feel it somehow has to do with what I'm going though. I kinda want to write a story of my life using parts of fairytales or folklores or nightmares 

krav

I have an appt today for a women's only Krav Maga Boot camp. 6 weeks of Krav/fighting, kickboxing, and cross fit. Structured classes to help me learn to fight in self defense and to also get me out of the bed on my days off. Most days I just want to sleep. I think the mono lethargy has resurfaced.

Here I go. I will post my class progress on facebook.

Give you miles of mountains...

And you ask for the sea.

Oh Valentine's Day. Another reminder for single chicks that we are too independent and self reliant to need a man. But who wouldn't want a cute guy doting over you for a hot min?

Take for example Anastasia Steele. Wrong place at the wrong time. She met Christian as a favor for her best friend and has no idea the crazy future in store. He may spoil you Ana but he is a nut job with major mommy issues. Do you really want that as your man?
So the new Gray comes out this week and I am hesitant to go see it. First off, its all fake but the story/fantasy/romance is so far fetched from anything I would ever encounter. I am better off watching Disney fairy tales... cuz then at least I don't have to compare myself to a cartoon. You're a sketch Aurora. A mere bed time story Snow White. Cinderella.

I am no atlas

Carry the world on your shoulders.
Forget about taking care of your own neck and back.
And heart.

Why must I feel like everything around me is full weight. Its almost too much to carry sometimes. Plus winter blues? AMIRITE? They are real man. Just gotta get through one more birthday. One more Christmas. Then as the spring turns to summer I can breathe again.

Just some friendly advice

I have some of advice for you boys on tinder:

If one of your profile pictures includes a screenshot of your mug shot… You might be undateable. Just sayin... 

Between raindrops.

I had to share this version of this song with you. The original is peppy and pop-ish. But this live acoustic rendition is completely full of soul and passion. And it was recorded local here in good ol Slc. I do like the original music video. It's full of rainbow over-layers and unicorn-like white horses. So, not bad. But this song has so much power. I can't sleep. So naturally my celly gets my undivided attention. Listen to the lyrics. I can't begin to tell you how i want to feel this way. Love that can't be destroyed. You will Go any distance to find it. Through any trial together. For the one you love. I can't help that I'm a hopeless romantic. It's hard enough putting yourself out there. But pile on the social pressure and expectations on top of my life stack and you might as well blow me over. But love. This love. I would float in the air. Dance on water. Feel the rain on my face. Run through the forest. Touch the sky. And still feel a million times lifted to be there. The place... only song writers sing about. And romantic authors write about. The destination actors can only hope to portray. It's where love meets holiness and pure, honest selflessness. Where no one can break your tie. No one dares. Because it's too perfect. Passion. Heart and soul. Forever. In between the raindrops.
Think about that.

Where is the love?

With all the electronic social disconnect I think it's safe to say we've entirely forgotten how to reconnect with others. It's seems anymore that the only way to get out and date is through apps and websites. People don't even call each other on the phone anymore. It's all texting and emailing. Instant messaging and chatting. I often feel so distant. There is no such thing as dates anymore. Just group activities and "hang outs" as I like to call them. Let's just hang out. It's safer that way. No commitment is good commitment right? Do I have it down correctly? 

The game plan: play hard to get. 

So these boys hear from their other male friends who say they once dates a bunch of girls and used them and didn't call or text to communicate after for at least 2 days and the girl came begging for more. Guys. Listen. Girls only play those games to protect themselves. No girl wants to wait two days to hear from a guy she likes. It's torture to wait 2 hours but we do. We freak out in our heads for 2 hours until we get tired of waiting, assume the worst, text another guy to forget the game and then in turn start the whole game over with a new guy. But then this happened: A guy I barely know sends me text bombs about the type of girl I am and how he is so sick of dating girls like me etc. 

I met this tool online over 2 years ago! And ran into him at the gym a couple weeks ago. I've never been the type to be attracted to such manipulative and controlling jerks! So what was the algorithm that computed us as a match online? And why? Why me?! What did I do in my past life to deserve this treatment? Let's just say I am so not into this. It's all text. Emails. Dick pics. Netflix and chills. Nothing is love. No one is here to fall in love. Nothing organic about a bright blue screen. Where's the reality? It's all just a fake-fraudulent life. Where is the love?

So in the meantime I guess I will be single. 

Because I am not going to let them control how I feel about myself. 

Eat up! 

At least the gym has my heart.

Had a date tonight. Canceled for a not so good reason in my book of excuses. Especially after talking and he wouldn't stop messaging me like all week. Plan B. Workout. The gym. It's always calling me. Always ready for me. 3 are Conveniently located close to me. There's always entertainment. There is always a hot guy or two to oodle over. My trainer is usually there at the times I go so motivation to show off there... So he isn't wasting his time with me. The gym has no excuses why it can't hang with me. Unless of course it's closed. Then I can go to bed anyway. It offers all sorts of variety of activities! I see friends there sometimes. It helps me achieve my goals way better than a man ever did! And best of all...  The gym has my heart. 

 

Hahahah you're welcome. 

A poem: What is love anyway?

Ok Warning: cheesiness overload. 

I want to be the only one you always hold 

The one you dream of even when we're old. 

I want to be the girl who short circuits your mind 

When I smile and giggle and drive you wild. 

I want to hold your hand and kiss your face 

In public, in secret.. All over the place. 

I want to have your heart and hear your woes 

And keep your secrets that no one else knows. 

I want to look up at your deep blue eyes 

And stand tippy toes just to hug my guy. 

I want to get the texts and see the posts 

About how you want me, desire me, and love me the most. 

I want to share with you your happy and sad 

tickle your head and rub your back when your day was bad. 

I want a man who says and shows his love and affection

And let's me do the same in return without a shun. 

I want to run the crazy race of life together 

Then relax and cuddle you during the cold weather. 

I want to share my sushi, and ice cream and pizza too 

And cook and clean and take care of you. 

I want my family to love you like I do 

And have your family adore me too.

I want to wake up next to you and hold you for life 

Hope someday, say yes to be your wife. 

I want to live life to the fullest and be satisfied 

That I chose you, you chose me, to share this life.  

So sappy Danielle over. I am sitting in the car waiting to meet a friend for lunch. When I think of love... I think of these things. Besides the choice of choosing your love it's important to stay in love. Make the effort to let them know you're here to stay. Better. Worse. Happy. Sad. And all the in between. Happy Tuesday. 

Dear boy with the black shirt.

I see you at the gym. Almost weekly. I have to admit you caught my eye. Now words have never been exchanged but I swear the crazy high school chick inside me somewhere has already planned out our wedding and the honeymoon haha! But today you spoke to me. All I could say is "no I'm not using that." I just keep to myself at the gym. But dang you motivate me to kick my own ass a little more just to be able to show off my independent workoutness. But am I brave enough to actually talk to you in person? What if you're already married to the love of your life? I will never know. What if you're watching me sing/dance (my usual) on the elliptical after an intense workout!? Just cuz I like to jam. 

But for now. I'll just admire you from afar. Too nervous to say "hello." To shy to ask if you are even single. So for now. I am going to just smile at you at the gym. 

Thank you Ellie Goulding for always getting me. 

Xoxo, D

Good boys?

Gyms have more mirrors than a freaky funhouse. I swear even today was full of selfie taking, ab admiring men. Or boys. If you prefer. Lol And I've been on a record number of dates for myself this month. Holy crap. But I gotta tell ya... Enough with the first dates already. I feel like my dbag sensors have gone into stand by mode. Where have all the good guys gone? This girl pretty much sums up how I feel anymore. Plus it's a catchy tune. Enjoy!

Xoxoxo, D

Here's to fairy tales and gingers.

10/24/15 So. Last night.. I met the man I swear someday I'm going to to marry. Just have to tell someone. His name to be secret. He is Tall 6'3" which I love. He is a strawberry blonde... A ginger! And he has a smile that melts me into pieces. Major crush here. You all know this truth is crazy talk. Cuz I never talk like this. Here's to hoping for my fairytale. u

Love Ellie Goulding!
Xoxo, D

Dating just to date.

It seems nowadays that everybody's just dating to date and everyone is just dating everyone. *sigh* there's no such thing as monogamy anymore and you can forget a second date. Besides him being on the prowl for the next best thing, it seems that anybody who is anybody is all about quantity not quality. For instance, I meet/swipe guys who I think have a good smile and a great little intro on their tinder profile, and then it turns out they're just in town for a business trip, just looking to hook up cuz they're bored. Don't get me wrong I know tinder is just a game but so is dating in general anymore. I guess the jokes on me for being open-minded and hopeful. Most of the time I think these guys just talk to you because they want to boost their ego a little more knowing that another cute girl swiped right. So I joined match.com again for one month to give it a trial since I haven't been on for over year. And I can't even tell you how it's just the same thing as tinder... And yet I paid for the app with match. 

On a similar note I asked a very close guy friends what he thinks my problem is with dating and you want to know what his reply was? "Hey, let me see your tinder profile for just a second." As I handed him my phone and noted he was looking quite intently at my photos, he said, "maybe you don't look like your photos to the guy when they meet you. I'm not saying you're a catfish and tricking them into not being who you say you are and look like who you show you look like online but us guys like fit women who wear make up." Note: I was in sweats and had no makeup on. Lol

So that leaves me here, is it really all about looks. Am I doomed because I'm not blonde and skinny and don't chalk up my entire face with black and bronze. That always seems to be my hold up, but I never feel good enough for another guy let alone,even myself. What makes me more upset is that most of these men online are trolling (like a little fisherman)… If you get my drift so no wonder why there are landing a bunch of catfish (who by the way are making a bad name for us women thank you very much.) because when you fish in a pond that is so full of the same thing, you're going to get the same thing. And women are definitely just trying to impress you men just like you are ya with your shirtless gym selfies and dirt bike wheelie shots. 

And you can forget about asking a girl on a date, it's now just,"hey, do you want to just go out for a quick drink or a cup of coffee?" There is no more wine and dine. Because to be honest with you what kind of man has that much money to be wining and dining so many women on their tinder list? These guys don't have a lot of money anyway so I can see the rationale for wanting to go cheap because it's quantity not quality. And a girl of quality is going to get a good screening before and the guys going to realize that she's actually worth his time and not just another appointment to squeeze in over coffee. So I end this rant, and bid you farewell and good luck this week in their dating endeavors. 

Helpful advice: Do not put out! 

Whatever you do hold fast to the 90 day rule girls. If a guy is worth your time and really is into you...he will be willing to wait until you're ready. Make him work for it i'm not even kidding you because you're just another notch in his belt buckle and if it's that easy... chances are you're not the only girl he's currently sleeping with. And you say STDs? Gross. Just remember what we were talking we were little: ALL BOYS HAVE COOTIES!!