Sundays. Hmm I really am not sure how I feel about this day of the week. I love the thought of Sunday, because in my mind it is the perfect day to relax and catch yourself up on, well, yourself  =) 

However, I think Sundays can also be the day of the week you feel most lonely. I am incredibly lucky to have great family/friends and am enjoying my “singlehood” but for some reason Sundays continually seem to bring out the more pathetic side of me. Maybe it is because as a child Sundays were always a time for family to get together, it became ingrained in me that this was when those who loved you most surrounded you for the day and everyone enjoyed one anothers company. Now that we are all older, this is not so much the case anymore – who can compete with college life (i.e. hangovers and term papers?!). Its also the day that I most like, when I am in a relationship. Sundays, in the past, have typically been the day that myself and whomever I’m with, would spend together; recouping from a weekend spent with friends and family.

Its a “together” day.

So that is my gripe with Sundays. Perhaps it is time I find a new hobby, anyone have any suggestions?

Besides this little ongoing tiff I have with Sundays, my weekend was great 🙂  Drinks and chinese food with family friends, house hunting with my mom, skiing and cocktails with friends! What do I really have to complain about?!? lol

Pictorial Review: Captured Moments from the Weekend.

Dear Facebook,

I sincerely appreciate you bringing us all together.

However, for a world that is so big you somehow make it feel so small.

Please do something about this and the fact that my young adolescent cousin deems it appropriate to swear and be somewhat scandalous (does she realize its a fishbowl, everyone can see what she writes?!) on her profile.

Sincerely,

Committed FB follower.

Does anyone else feel like FB has more negative aspects than good ones? I was chatting with my mom a few days ago and she was telling me that not everyone you meet is suppose to stay in your life; regardless of what facebook and other social outlets of the sort may claim/instigate. It was a “ah ha” moment for me. My mother has never been more right about anything. I blindly have been under the influence of facebook and all its mind games that I had begun to think that it was important for me to keep tabs on people, even those I don’t really like. Its difficult not to when their status’, pics, and comments are shoved in your face on a daily basis. It can sometimes feel as though you cannot get away, especially from those who you so desperately need to get away from. I have even gone as far to “hide” certain people from popping up in my newsfeed; sound pitiful, well sure it is but it has saved/preserved my sanity. You all know what I’m talking about…who really wants to see pics of thier ex’s actually enjoying the fruits of life without you?!?! Am I right or am I right? 🙂

Anyways, I started thinking about all this facebook nonsense mainly because an acquaintance recently posted something on their livefeed which I found to be terribly offensive, (rude enough to get me to respond) and I then started questioning things such as etiquette and manners. Some people seem to have forgotten that just because you are in the land of “virtual socializing” does not mean its okay to name call and or belittle others. And lastly, just because I didn’t vote the way you think I and the rest of the state should have, does not mean I don’t understand the opponents practices and beliefs – I can “THINK” perfectly fine, thank you very much.

Ha well now that felt good! Thanks for listening to me vent everyone. Thoughts on this?

This lovely lady talks a bit about facebook and all its torments in her blog here, http://iwokeupinnyc.blogspot.com/2010/01/truth-series-living-for-me-younot.html.

Just wanted to quickly thank those of you who left comments on the post regarding “online” dating. It is so trivial when you start comparing your worries about “virtual dating” to the worries in the world that really matter. Nontheless its something that has been on my mind a bit lately and it really was nice to hear everyones calming words and positive attitudes towards going this route.

Spending my day off playing in the snow with the littlest of us Burkes! And spending tonight with the second to littlest laying on the couch, indulging in some of the worst t.v around… The Bachelor!!

Hope everyone is having a good day – be back tomm!!! =)

Hmm where to begin with this one?

Online dating.

There, I said it! Why does it carry such a bad name? I mean, maybe it is just me but for some reason the idea of it is just insane. Pssssh whoever is part of an online dating site must be a wicked. major. total. losaaa.

Well my friends, according to my own thoughts: I am a wicked. major. total. losaaa.

So basically I was having lunch with a friend of mine (attacking a generously sized slice of pizza) when my friend, someone I consider to be very witty, interesting, beautiful and totally normal, dropped a bomb on me,

At this point my eyes bulged, my upper body leaned back in exasperation and my mouth full of pizza opened in such an ungainly manner that I was probably close to losing that exquisite bite of yumminess! My friend probably thought I was about to seizure and took protective measures by leaning over and knocking some sense into me, “haha Aub, relax!”.  So I did and as she continued on with her story I sat there in a confused and bewildered state, wondering what had the world come to that my terrific, sane, lovely friend has had to resort to an online dating site?!?!

She told me the name of the site and said, “You should check it out, there are actually a lot of normal, good looking guys on there. If nothing else, it will keep you entertained while at work.” I may have scoffed a bit and just nodded my head while thinking “ha I am so not one of those people…”.
Sure enough, 3 o’clock rolled around and instead of going for my daily piece of chocolate, I resisted the urge and made my way onto this infamous site.

I have been a member ever since.

Mostly, for entertainment purposes because if my friend was right about anything, it was that it sure can eat up a couple hours of your day! Holy snikies I sometimes find that just perusing thru various profiles takes up the whole train ride in! I have received many messages on the site, and a number of the guys have been actually pretty interesting and handsome men. However, it really is very different from meeting a guy at a bar or out at a social scene – it seems as though an ongoing complaint between fellow “cyber daters” is that some people do not look and or act as the way they look and seem on their profiles. The virtual world of dating is based much more on truly getting to know someone and less about physical attraction.

Proof: I was talking to a guy, who I thought to be very good looking and charming to boot. Well after a few weeks of chatting we finally got to the convo of “facebooking” one another (kind of funny, one social network to another – the progression of dating sure is changing). I have never been one to judge soley on looks and have dated some lookers and not so great lookers but let me tell you – this guy looked as much like the pics in his dating profile from his facebook pics as a frog looks like a horse. Bad analogy? Well you get my jist. Absolutely a different person. I was shocked and upset because here I was “getting to know” this man, only to find he was in a way decieving me… sound shallow? Well I suppose it is, but as we all know the attraction part does matter.

How do you all feel about online dating? I need some moral support here! 🙂  I know people who have had real success and who are not shy about sharing it with the world, why do I feel as though I am cheating the system by having an account? More importantly why do I feel like such a losaa? Thoughts?!?!?!

*Note – The site I am on is a free online dating service and if you would like the name of it, feel free to email me and ask 🙂

Oh and on another note, guess what I will be riding in, this Saturday?

This time last week I was driving up to maine in some pretty slippery conditions, making every pit stop my lovely co-pilot and I could possibly make (Panera you are such a good friend!!). This week I will be driving in equally scary conditions: city traffic! However, as there was last week, there is a light at the end of the tunnel – dinner, beer and um, errrr, hmm how do I put this in a way that I can sustain any sort of dignity? Don’t think there is a way, so instead of saying it I will resort to this:

Yes, it is awful and yes I am ashamed. But oh goodness is it not the best sort of “pick me up” around?! Pure, unadulterated fun. I get to spend an hour of my night completely in tune with this group of people, that week after week continue to amaze me with their wit? beauty? intelligence? Ha I have no idea what it is that has me hooked, but it sure ain’t none of those (oh gosh I think their lingo is starting to rub off on me). Whatever it is that I find so compelling in these self proclaimed “Guidos” and “Guidettes” I have decided that it is time to expose my interest to the world. So thank you Blog, my cover is blown and my honesty is restored! I am a fan and will continue to be so until one of them becomes educated, removes the hair gel and or fake boobies or realizes that tanning is actually very bad for you…

Has anyone ever had any interest in going to Alaska? I met someone over the summer who has made it a bit of a life goal to get there and it wasn’t until I met him that I realized how beautiful it really is. Leave you all with some of the perrrty pics 🙂

Saw so many moose this summer, I am telling you its a sight to behold – for such gigantic animals they move so gently!

What a year it has been. I have never been happier to say goodbye to a year, and from what I hear there are many who feel the same way. It is funny to think that one day can hold so much hope, so much faith is stored in January 1st; as though this day will be an end all be all to all the days prior. As silly as it is, I am a follower, I was counting down the days to the New Year, wholeheartedly believing with a new year would come a new me, a new start, a new life. Ha, I may be being a bit dramatic butttt I must say I really needed this hope, something to help me move on and look torwards the future.

This New Years meant more to me than any other New Years in the past; it held a lot of weight and significance in my life. I feel like its a fresh start for me, and as I cozied up in the boonies of Maine, watching some unexpectedly beautiful fireworks, sipping on champagne, surrounded by new and old friends, counting down to 12:00 I realized: life is good. Its really good, and I can appreciate it because of all those sometimes not-so-good moments. I have shed more tears this past year than any other year, 2010 will be the year I smile more than any other year.

Don’t mind the cocktail, may have indulged a bit this year!!

How was everyone elses year? I hope you all haven’t totally given up hope on me!! =)

PS. Tommorow I will try to go into bits and pieces of this past year but will also keep it light and breezy, as I have in the past.

• You will never play professional basketball
• You swear very well
• At least one of your cousins holds political office
• You think you sing very well
• You have no idea how to make a long story short
• You are very good at playing a lot of very bad golf
• There isn’t a huge difference between losing your temper and killing someone
• Much of your food was boiled
• You have never hit your head on the ceiling
• You spent a good portion of your childhood kneeling
• You’re strangely poetic after a few beers
• You’re poetic a lot
• You will be punched for no good reason… Some punches directed at you are legacies from past generations
• Your sister will punch you because your brother punched her
• Many of your sisters are named Catherine, Elizabeth or Mary… and one is named Mary Catherine Elizabeth
• Someone in your family is incredibly cheap It is more than likely you
• You don’t know the words but that doesn’t stop you from singing
• You can’t wait for the other guy to stop talking so you can start talking “Irish Stew” is the euphemism for “boiled leftovers from the fridge”
• You’re not nearly as funny as you think you are, but what you lack in talent, you make up for in frequency
• There wasn’t a huge difference between your last wake and your last kegger party
• You are, or know someone, named “Murph” If you don’t know Murph, then you know a “Mac” or a “Mc”
• If you don’t know Murph, Mac or Mc, then you know “Sully”
• You’ll probably also know Sully McMurphy

~Wish I was back here with these cool peeps~

HAPPY ST. PADDY’S DAY EVERYONE!