Just me

I have nothing to say or everything to say...  I cant decide.
I have been trying to enjoy things, take opportunities, laugh more, embrace this second.
I went stumbling around the streets of St. Augustine enjoying the people, the food, the feel of the sun on my shoulders.
I have enjoyed so many delicious meals. Fish, Cuban, and more hot chocolate than I can count.
I went to the batting cages and to the golf driving range.
I got a tan.
I sang along to an Irish band and attempted to dance.
I started braiding my hair and wearing it curly... this is a big accomplishment for a girl who puts no more thought into her hair than the minute it takes to brush it.
I watched a lot of movies. Curled up in couches and freezing at the theater.
I read some books.
I expanded my running from solo around the block to running with various friends wherever they drag me to. Some of them keeping a steady pace next to me laughing at my bad jokes, some of them jamming out to their own tunes as I embarrass myself by singing and dancing, and others by pushing me to run faster.
I am currently in the process of becoming anonymous in the blogging world. To separate myself from my blog as a means of being able to really open up.
I love being me. I love the people in my life. I have room to grow. I have goals. I have hope. I hope this time next year my life is even more lovely and maybe someone will be by my side saying "hey you are really wild and weird and totally the only girl for me".


Trish

Reasons I'm still single

1. I hate the question "so what do you do for fun" SO MUCH! I mean I do stuff... but mostly I hang out with my friends and do what they do.

2. I hate picking the restaurant... or the movie.

3. I own a Twilight hoodie.

4. I'm kind of known for being too nice... and I guess thats a bad thing.

5. I cant hold my liquor... but given the opportunity to try I will dance and talk to strangers.

6. I just bought my first pair of regular shorts (not bermuda shorts) in like 10 years.

7. I talk with my hands... not like sign language but more like you now a crazy hand talker. And I usually follow it up with a joke about how the hand motion is the international sign for whatever I was describing.

8. I dont mingle enough... I guess that's why I'm not meeting men.

9. I like to think I'm a first rate dish and a second rate Zooey Deschanel.

10. My honesty doesn't stop... I am an over informer.

Trish the Dish

Life in the slow lane

I have watched so much TV. Oh my goodness. Saved by the Bell oh how I have missed you. I have watched so many music videos... circa 2000ish. I watched some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. I was nanny dish for 2 days. Driving around in an SUV with the birds rocking head to toe pink outfits and me trying to figure out if the car can make it in the drive thru lane at Starbucks (driving MamaBirds SUV is VERY different than driving my tiny car). I really enjoyed my days as Nanny Dish. It reminded me a lot of my brief time being Mamma Dish and all the longing for family and love and marriage and babies.
I am officially 4 classes short of an A.A. in English. I kind of hate myself for giving up all of those years ago to try and be Wifey Trish and forgetting that I could be more than just that.
I was talking to one of my most favorite friends last night on the phone (I am so glad my gal pals appreciate a phone call as much as a text somedays) about how scary relationships can be because sometimes you lose your identity. You become so wrapped up on being someones girl that you forget you are your own girl first. You give up friendships, hobbies, etc just to slum it with the boyfriend. And I am okay with slumming it with your BF a LOT... but you cant sacrifice all of the things that are just you, you cant sacrifice your girl friends who were there for you when there was no man in your life, you cant sacrifice your dreams. You can compromise, you can give in occasionally, but you still need to be YOU.
I am so ready to be in a relationship. I feel I am finally in a good place for it. I am independent, I have interests and friends of my own, I can fight fair, I can give in, I can stand up. I have been alone. I have embraced being alone.  I have decided what I could and couldn't do. I have decided how much I can bend in a relationship-- albeit by breaking a few times.
I wont lie... I get jealous of people in relationships. I get jealous of people holding hands. I get jealous of every gold band I see. I am ready. And I wonder why other people lucked out and I just keep stumbling in and out of bad relationships or riding solo. I have hope though. Maybe his name I already know... or maybe not. But when I'm cuddling on the couch knowing it's right and knowing it's for good... I will look back on this and remember how much I wanted this, how hard I hoped.


Thanks to all of you.
Trish

5 til

Yesterday I spent the day cleaning my car, whitening my teeth, watching daytime tv, eating almond butter and honey, and talking. Can you guess why I was home on a Monday? I wasn't coughing. I wasn't sick. I wasn't chilling on the beach. I was laid off at work. Dear economic downturn- You are so lame. I got the news at 5 til 5 on Friday. My boss told me in the nicest way possible. He told me how fabulous  I am, how people love me, and on and on and on but the only words that mattered were "let go". I cried. I called all of my closest friends. I went home and moped. I went to hang out with friend and did then didn't talk about it. I am in the process of going back to school to finish an English degree. I am in the process of figuring it all out.
Things to be excited for:
I will be updating about the day to day life of the unemployed dish.
I will be updating about the ways I try to meet potential dates.
I will update about job interviews and school.
I will update about a bunch of things you don't care about but will read because you love me and I'm the DIsh.

xoxo
For the first time as an adult the unemployed DIsh

We are young... aren't we?

There is this song... "We are young" by Fun. I was listening to the radio one day and they said it was the song of summer. I listened but didn't hear it. In fact I didn't even like it. It also didn't seem summer-y. Well the song sort of grew on me. However, I still couldn't feel it as THE song of summer. My bestie Mamma Bird liked it instantly (she's cooler than me) but said it seemed more like a fall song... and then we decided it seemed like a graduation song... so maybe it was a start of summer end of something kind of song. So I kept having the same conversation about this song and it's song of the summer label. I couldn't stop myself from bringing it up. Another friend, when prompted about the song of summer conversation, broke in to Summer Girls. SEE thats a summer song!
Well one day as I stood cheering on some runners at a charity walk/run I heard three middle schoolers run through the finish line and they were singing "We are young". In that moment I realized it was the song of summer... just not my summer. I mean its a song I can sing to but it does not define my year. Those kids might remember that song in 10 years and say "That was so 2012. That was so my summer before high school" A million people can identify it as a song for their lives right now. They will look back on it as we look back and sing Summer Girls.


xoxo
Summertime and the livings easy
The DIsh is a Summer Girl

The dish does stuff

I like food. I don't have a huge appetite, but I love food. I'll try almost anything.
I like cooking... but I have to follow a recipe or else I'm lost.
I like riding around listening to the radio.
I like having conversations with everyone.
I like going to shows. Perks if its  a band I love or a band I know.
I like sitting at this one Starbucks people watching. Although I will and do people watch ALL THE TIME... and eavesdrop.
I like pretending I can dance. Perks for a dancing partner that can bust a move in a kitchen or a public place.
I like nonfiction. I like young adult books.
I like nature walks.
I like semi athletic things... jogging, indoor climbing, bicycle riding. I'm open to almost anything.
I like trying to hit a baseball or shoot a basketball. It reminds me of being a kid,
I like pizza and pink beer.
I like painting parties and home remodeling.
I like to organize and clean.
I like fashion and shopping.
I like hanging out with my friends.
I like zoos, museums, wandering around a new town.

The Dish

The only pony you're getting is a My Little Pony

Dear M and M-

Alright, kiddos. I can't promise you life will be all glitter and unicorns. I can't promise you there won't be skinned knees and breaking hearts. You will cry. You will yell at your mother. You will slam some doors. You will laugh until you think you might pee. You will cuss at the perfectly wrong moment. You are better than you know. You are stronger than you think. You will be wrong... a lot. You will be right just enough... don't get smug. You will probably do dumb things like try to smoke a cigarette... I hope it makes you cough so much you swear them off forever. You will probably kiss someone that doesn't deserve it... at least once. That doesn't define you.  Your Auntie Dish and Mama Bird will probably drive you crazy. We will embarrass you. You will wonder how anyone stays sane around us. You will drag us to lame pop concerts and we will go and dress too young and act like fools... sorry but you were born to a wild woman with a crazy BFF. When things feel too much. When life seems so hard. Don't forget you are loved. Loved by your Creator, loved by those parents who wanted you so much, a HUGE family and yeah your Auntie Dish, too.
I'll be your cheerleader when you need one.
I will be your confidante... but if it's serious or big stuff... I will rat you out to your momma so quick.
I will side with you when it comes to buying your first heels. I will let you clop around in mine for practice.
I will cry when you go on your first date and probably will team up with your mom to stalk you.
I will buy you books.
I will encourage you to journal.
I will show you my bad poetry and read yours and never crack a smile except to tell you "that is witty as hell".
I will encourage you to be you. Loud, quiet, funny, kind you.
I will encourage you to try harder.
I will take you to places that remind me of being your age. 5=Disney, 8=South of the Border, 17=Concerts, 24= Savannah.
When you are old enough to have a drink I will buy you one and tell you that although a few drinks in might make Auntie Dish tipsy... she is always a lady. And I hope that a few drinks in, because girls at some point you will have a few, you will still be a ladies.

My sweet birds, be yourselves,

XOXO
Auntie Dish