Sunday, July 8, 2012

Introduction!



Hi guys! You don't know me personally, but you probably know someone like me. By that, I mean that you may have a girl in the midst of your guy friends, who is "One of the Guys". She may be genuinely a tomboy, she may hang with a group of guys because she wants to scope out a cutie, snoop on her boyfriend, or just feels more comfortable around guys than girls.

I happen to fall into that description/fit that stereotype for probably all of the reasons listed above. Let me elaborate on that. I am not a serious tomboy,  I don't even enjoy sports that much. Not that I'll never go to a game or root for a favorite team. But I don't get the fan craziness, I don't like watching sports on tv, and I could possibly die of boredom from hearing game stats. I have enjoyed the company of a group of guys, for the devious undercover reason of...being a girl surrounded by cute and interesting guys. For a girl, it could possibly be equated to a guy enjoying the idea of a threesome, or girl on girl jello wrestling. I have gone to a party or guys night out (or in usually), for the purpose of keeping tabs on my guy, and making sure he stays out of trouble. I have more guy friends, and enjoy male company. Mostly because I understand men better than I do women, and feel more comfortable in a group of guys than gals.

I won't say that there isn't a downside to this. I occasionally get hate from jealous girlfriends, have been the subject of ugly gossip/rumors, and sometimes guys get the wrong idea about my friendship with them. I have a guy friend I used to hang with a lot. He thought there could be something more to the friendship, and I unintentionally broke his heart. The perks are not so bad though. The main one being, that I can understand how guys think. More than the average woman reading Cosmo, trying to decifer her man. Cosmo and magazines like that are bull****, they have unrealistic nonsense that leaves the woman no closer to understanding her guy or finding relationship bliss. I'm not gonna lie, I cry over sappy chic flicks and rom-coms. But I am equally disgusted by them. They give women unrealistic expectations of love and Mr. Right.

Right now you are probably assuming some things about me. Like, maybe I'm some homely fortysomething four-eyed writer, living in a cramped city apartment with my many cats, eating Ben and Jerry's and crying over episodes of The Bachlorette. Not even close, though I do own a cat (he's awesome) and Cherry Garcia is the shiz. Or maybe, I'm the butch, belching, unsexy guy's girl who's never been kissed let alone...you know... the other thing. I am actually a cute, thin, blond, twentysomething single mom.

Anyway, the reason I want to start this blog is because there are so many magazines, blogs, web acticles, and advice columns that are dedicated to love and dating advice for women. But I haven't really seen that many for the benefit of men. So I want to write this blog to help empower men, and give them some good advice to help them in their dating or married life. I don't want to make this exclusive, so if women want to join the convo that is perfectly ok. I will try to set something up so you guys can message me questions or comments. I kind of want to do this in a sort of Q/A format. So I will take hypothetical cases or questions you guys send me, and write out my answers to them. I don't want to offend anyone, but I can be blunt, so I apologize in advance. Well, that's all for now.
Love and Peas,
SnookieBear  =D


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