February 23, 2008

The Pity Look




Yesterday I was in my local grocery store when I ran into an old co-worker who Ryan and I had seen in a restaurant when he was home last. I didn’t even get a chance to say hello before she had to ask me “who that cute guy was” at the restaurant. The look of hope on her face quickly diminished as I began to explain to her that Ryan is a old high school friend…blah…blah…blah. See, this look of hope was the “she got back up on that horse” look since in the middle of January my boyfriend of 4 years and I broke up. But there she stood, mind turning with thoughts like “poor girl, she’s almost 33, in prime child bearing years having to start over again”. That look of hope turned quickly to a look of pity…the “its such a shame” look. You all know that look… After politely shooting her the “you’re a bitch” look, I quickly went to the isle with the chocolate covered almonds and ripped open the bag right then and there to comfort myself. They work…

So I thank you all for visiting and leaving your comments and thoughts! I like the idea of the advice column but I need people asking me questions. I certainly have words of wisdom to offer! But until I start receiving these requests, I’ll continue to give you little glimpses of the day in the life of being Ronda.

My first request is from Brian who would like to know three surprising things about Ryan. This wish I will fulfill! But I also must prepare you for that fact that I’m not always going to be talking about Ryan. We’ll see if you can still love me then…

These are all true...

Numero Uno....He’s not ALL about cats. Many years ago, before Ryan owned cats, he had a dog named Cheemo. Cheemo was very friendly and disappeared one day, probably picked up by a stranger. My guess would be a guy nicknamed "Moose".

Numero Do-o....Ryan once considered being a silent partner with Ronda in a porn site! Mucho $$$! It all fell apart when the illegal immigrants escaped from Ronda's apartment.

Numero Three-o...Boxers.

3 comments:

Brian Farrey said...

OK, questions that have nothing to do with You-Know-Who:

1) What is your career?

2) If you could choose any other career, what would it be?

3) How do you stay sane at your career?

Anonymous said...

Re: "It all fell apart when the illegal immigrants escaped from Ronda's apartment."

I told you we needed a bigger fence.

Chickymama said...

When you say "boxers", do you mean "floaty-and-free-blowin'-in-the-wind-boxers" or "grippy-keepin'-the-boys-in-place-boxers"? Either way, it's not really that important.

But the readers really want to hear about you, Rhonda:

1) Are you a cat person or a dog person?

2) If you won the lottery, what would you do first?

3) What's your favorite comfort food?