Now we have to buy HIM a ring?

A friend of mine recently became engaged and he proceeded to show me his hand - he was wearing an engagement "band"! I never saw this before. He isn't Jewish, so asked if it was a tradition in his religion and he said no. His Fiance just wanted him to wear it. So I googled "man's engagement ring" and it seems to be quite common in Europe (my friend and his Fiance are American). Considering most religious Jewish guys don't even wear a wedding ring I guess the concept is just weird to me.

The truth is, this guy is a "player" and I wonder if she just wants him to wear the ring to let other women know he's taken.

Laugh if you must.....

but since I went to see "that" Rabbi things have changed. I have a different outlook on life and people. I have truly forgiven certain people for the hurt they caused me. I have been spending more time with the people I truly love (friends and family). I guess I just feel free. I am at peace.

I guess I am approachable!

So..... I've been talking to someone I know for a long time, we never dated but we always discuss it. Should we - shouldn't we.... well we got together last night and it was really nice. Since we've been friends for a while we thought it would be weird, but you know what? I wasn't. It was comfortable and I haven't stopped smiling since - neither has he (or so he tells me!). I guess sometimes it really is right in front of you. You just have to be able to see it.

Not Approachable? Moi??

I'm not claiming to be a supermodel, but I do consider myself attractive, but "unapproachable" attractive, no way. I recently had a conversation with someone I knew when I was younger who told me he had a huge crush on me, but was scared to ask me out. Again, not tooting my own horn, but I have heard this before. I have gone out on dates with guys who didn't ask for a second date and when I asked friends (who know the guys) about it, I am told that they didn't think I'd be into him, so why pursue it.

So I need to question myself, am I intimidating? If I could post pictures of the guys I have been serious about you could see that I don't go for any particular type (although I do always dream of the tall dark and handsome). All I ever wanted was a nice guy, I've gone out with short, fat, bald, tall, skinny, etc... I've run the gamut... to me attraction has always been more than looks.

Years ago I dated someone who was considered (and probably still is) one of the best looking guys out there, and guess what - I didn't want to pursue it. We didn't have much in common and conversation seriously lagged. Was I afraid to approach him? Did I feel he was just too good looking for me? No way. Sure I have self esteem issues but it always had more to do with my financial issues (side note: I refused to even think about dating seriously until I was out of school and able to support myself). Once I resolved those issues I was ready, willing and able (or so I'd like to think).

So what about me is so unapproachable? To the men out there, I know it's hard to take a chance and put yourself out there, but what's the worst that can happen? I say no? What if I say yes? ... I know I can approach men too, and trust me I do, and I have been rejected so I do know how it feels, but I still feel it's always worth a shot.

A bit off topic

So I figured I'd kill 3 birds and slept by one friend for Shabbat, ate lunch at another and went to an Oneg at another. On Friday I decided that since I can't get a haircut yet I should at least get my hair "blown out" so it would look good on Saturday.

My regular salon is actually a bit out of the way and and they couldn't give me a late Friday afternoon appointment so I decided to try someone new. My friend recommended a guy near her office and he had time for me so I went. I will try to explain the experience , but I don't know how well it will come across.

So I meet the guy and he's outside smoking a cigarette, I introduce myself and he takes my hand asks me how I am, plays with my hair and leads me in to get washed. Side note - I love getting my hair washed by others. My dream guy will do this for me.

So I get washed and I sit in the chair. For those of you that have had blow outs you know that the stylist will basically do all the work. Manipulating the chair, moving around you, etc... Well this guy kept the chair low (he is kind of short) and made me put my head forward and basically was blowing it out like that. Here comes the odd part - I had no where to put my hands. He was basically on top of me and at one point his stomach is in my lap, my hand is in his crotch, etc... I think had I found him attractive it could have almost been a sexual experience (maybe for him it is!).

So I'm sitting there for twenty minutes wondering where to put my legs and hands, my head is buried in his chest - it was so weird!!!! But, he did do a great job and his place is convenient and he said he'd always fit me in - so I guess I'll just wear something with pockets next time.