Behind the Music - Ludacris

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A few nights ago, I watched "Behind the Music" on VH1.  The episode featured Chris Bridges, better known by his stage name Ludacris.  I was actually surprised that he had some depth.  Then again, with lyrics like "you's a ho" and "I got hoes in different area codes", my expectations weren't too high to begin with...but I digress.

Anyway, the reason why I'm even telling you about this is because as I watched it, I developed a mini crush on him.  He is handsome, well-spoken, driven and lost his father prematurely (which is something I can relate to).  My DVR must have gotten tired of recording the same shows over and over because I don't recall setting it to record this one.  Either my cable box is possessed, or Ludacris and I were meant to be.

On second thought, this is probably how psycho celebrity stalkers start out.  Today I'm forming superficial connections with him.  Tomorrow I'll be sending him love letters made completely out of magazine clippings and picking out potential baby names.  I should probably get over my little crush while I'm still sane.

That is all.

...And We'll Make Little Tadpole Babies

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Big news!  I have two new crushes.  Okay.  Maybe not so big news, and the crushes are mini crushes (I'll probably be over them by next week).  This does pose a few dilemmas for me: 

1) Sooo, these new crushes appeared one day after the other.  That Catholic school/mother guilt makes me feel like I need to go in a corner and say several Hail Mary's.  The baby Hell Raiser side of me wants to continue my mind-whoring. 

2) They will probably never know about my interest in them.  I am completely aware that in this brave new world of dating it is acceptable for a woman to express her interest in a man.  However, I am still kind of old fashioned.  Okay, perhaps these previous epic fails made me reconsider initiating pick ups: 

3) When I (and many other women) have crushes, we tend to take things to the extreme.  Don't let us get our hot little hands on a piece of information about him.  We may have planned our first three dream vacations, doodled his our names together with hearts and given birth to little tadpole babies before we've even been formally introduced.  Social media only makes this phase worse.

The first guy is someone I've met and talked to at a few social gatherings.  He's nice, easy going and a good listener.  The second is a hot bartender I met out with the girls this evening.  He had the cutest smile, nice hair and even gave me extra gummy bears for my cocktail. Oh decisions, decisions.

Sweet, Sweet Fantasy

We've all done it.  Pictured our guy with a white picket fence, 2.5 kids and a dog (substitute a betta fish for me because I don't do animals).  That dream sometimes transcends reality.  We hold onto it, bank on it and even pray for it.  My bff has her full wedding planned after the second date.  The inside joke is that we'll all find ourselves in a bridal fitting for a wedding that the groom knows nothing about!