Fantasy Football- Major Freak Out

Last year, I was in a fantasy football league and I loved it!  The group consisted of some random people, but it mostly included a group of friends that I used to watch football with every Sunday.  Since that group included my Ex of all Exes, I did not join a league with them this year.  I came to terms with not being part of a league this year and was able to justify not spending the time on it since I need to study for my CMP.

Well late Sunday night, the Penguin invited me to join one of his 5 leagues.  It is a no-money league, but a group of his close friends do it every year.  No money lame, but then I began thinking…it won’t be about the money, it’s all about the PRIDE!!!!

The trick is they draft defensive players and it is a PPR league.  I agreed to join the league nonchalantly and then quickly realized my mistake. I’m in a league, with a bunch of seasoned football watchers that have been drafting fantasy teams for years and I’m the ONLY girl.  What was I thinking?!  The pressure!  The stress!  And then to make matters worse, I got the 3rd pick! Do you know how hard it is to decide who the 3rd best player in the league will be?!?!?!

I started feeling the pressure around 5:30pm when I finally sat down motivated to do some research.  Since I wasn’t planning on joining a league, I’ve stayed away from most pre-season games and most news related to foodtball.  When the Penguin “google hangout video chatted” me around 6:45pm with him and two of his friends I thought, this will be fun!

They were talking players/strategy/etc and I started to freak out.  We stayed on the video chat during the whole draft (which started at 8:00pm) and I continued to feel the pressure. They gave me advice when I was getting in a bind closer to the end of the draft, but I was overall really happy with my selections (except one major slip up which I should be able to trade in and get someone a little better or he will just live on my bench)!

Then I got the email ranking my draft and I scored a B and am predicted to win the league (according the the “yahoo” analysts).  One of the guys on video chat was so defeated when he realized I was in the league because “he doesn’t do fantasy league’s with chicks.” Well take that BUCN, whose draft was graded a D!  I play him TWICE and I hope I crush him both times!

Anyways, for those interested, my team is below!




Going to a Wedding when the Ex is in the Bridal Party

When I accompanied the Penguin to the wedding back over Memorial Day weekend, I was nervous.  I was nervous because I didn’t know anyone and his ex was in the bridal party.  I felt like I was the odd ball out.

She knew everyone, I knew no one.

She had history with the Penguin, I was the new gal.

Overall, it was just fine.  We had no interaction with her till the end of the night when she came over specifically to say hi to us.  The Penguin introduced us, and then they chatted for a few minutes.  The odd thing was, her date was a guy the Penguin plays flag football with.  The Penguin had no idea they were dating and I’m still wondering if she just asked him to the wedding as a friend.  I find it very odd no one on the team would have said something to the Penguin.  Isn’t it bro code to let a dude know you are dating his ex?

I’m interested to hear if any of you have had odd encounters with exes at weddings!  If so, what happened and how did you handle them? My biggest fear was that I would run into her in the bathroom.  At one point, I stayed in the stall a little longer because I knew some of the bridesmaids were in the bathroom…I just didn’t know if she was with them!


We will always be best friends

I’ve had an interesting few weeks communicating with the Ex of all Exes.  We had a nice catch up talk a couple weeks ago and during that call I asked how his living situation was going.  He mentioned that he has this new friend (who was a girl) and “she is just a friend,” but his new roommate tells her all these lies about him.

For example, the new roomie said that he was once engaged and that he never comes home at night.  I didn’t think much of it until I was catching up on Facebook.  I saw that the Ex of all Exes and his new “friend” were now in a relationship for the past several days.  It made me angry that he flat out lied to me so I called him out via text.  Basically, he was sorry he lied, but he just felt awkward talking about it.  I totally get it…I’m just not happy with the blatant lie.

At the end of the conversation, he said “I know you will always be my best friend.”  I hope that is the case….but after all this drama he has put me through lately, I’m just not sure we will ever get back to the place we were at 6 months ago.


Why Can’t we Just be Friends?

As you know, back in November the Ex of All Exes pushed me out of his life completely because he could not imagine me being with someone else and us being just friends.  Weird, since for the past year, we had really been just friends.  Of course we were super close….we bickered like an old married couple, I would do anything for him (not sure if it went both ways), and we both relied on each other as the person to call when we needed a major vent session.

Well a lot has happened over these past 4 months.  I broke things off with the Newbie and started dating the Penguin and even BIGGER than that, I am buying my very first home.  It’s a huge step in my life and 4 months ago, he would have been on my top 10 list to call as soon as I heard they were accepting my offer.  But he wasn’t.  He clearly told me back in November that we just couldn’t be friends at this time and hopefully later on he would be able to accept just being friends.

So basically, in my mind, the ball has been in his court to reach out to me to rebuild the relationship.  I’ve told everyone in my life that even though we aren’t close now, I have no doubt in my mind we will always be friends…that we will find our way back into each others lives…and it is funny how something like moving out and BUYING A HOUSE will do that.

He saw a picture my sister posted on facebook about their “new neighbors” and he texted me inquiring if I was moving with them.  We chatted back and forth for a bit…and he mentioned that just because we don’t talk much, doesn’t mean he doesn’t care.  He sure has a funny way of showing that he cares when he blows off our lunch plans and doesn’t make any effort to be my friend.  I didn’t tell him that I was buying a condo…just that I was moving to DC.  I figure, I want to hold onto this little nugget of success just a little bit longer. Might be nice to tell him in person.

So we will see.  He said he wanted to get together and that he wants to be friends forever. I’m just not sure if I’m ready to be let down by him again.  I have some amazing friends and family in my life that I value and I want him to be one of them, but the difference between him and my current support group….they respect me, my time and make an effort to have a two way friendship.


Heart Still Beating

I tend to think that I’ve moved on from people I’ve dated but truthfully, I’ve just buried my feelings for them deep, deep within me. Unfortunately, they come rushing back to the surface when they call, email or text me. Sometimes good emotions, sometimes terrible emotions.

There is one person particular person who can elicit joy and hatred out of me. I was minding my own business, watching The Voice when I received his email. I can only say that I was in shock. It’s been some time since his name evoked feelings of longing. I also tend to run into him in cycles so I think I prepare myself for it. This time, I did not expect it, not even a little bit.

I am surprised by how easily he can affect me after a year and half post breakup. That’s how long we dated, I shouldn’t be easily carried by him. It’s a terrible realization that maybe I’m not as “over” him as I thought. I, unfortunately, will carry a torch for him. Until infinity and beyond.


100 Better Things to Post on Facebook

This blog post was inspired by an interesting thing that showed up in my news feed on Sunday morning.  The ex of all exes posted a picture of him kissing a girl and the girl looked naked.  It was very confusing and the verdict is still out on whether she was wearing clothes and if not who was taking the picture.  After my careful inspection, I deduced they were on his bed and it was clearly not him taking the picture.

The kicker was the caption…”future wifey.”  The even bigger kicker was my mother’s response….”congratulations.”  I about died.  Between seeing that response and the text messages being exchanged from me and the College BFF I couldn’t handle it.  The icing on the cake was his response to all the comments, “just to clarify, she is just a friend.”

I had a mix of emotions about seeing the picture on Facebook…..

1.  Wow…it was just 4 months ago he was crying his heart out to me that I betrayed him and he thought we were always going to be together.

2.  He moves on fast.

3.  Well I’m happy he has moved on.

4.  We have 32 mutual friends (including my Mom) and he is flaunting that shit around.  How rude.

4.  Why the hell would you post a picture of your “future wifey” NAKED on Facebook for all the world to see.

When Ten and I were discussing the posting via text she said…”I could think of about 100 better pictures to post on Facebook” which is where the title of this posting originated.  I know Facebook is an outlet for people to communicate, show their friends what they have been up to and express themselves, but NAKED pictures is absurd!  At this point in our lives, I don’t understand why anyone would do that.  Especially if this is the girl you want to take home to your mother.  I think there needs to be a guide to Facebook and socially acceptable posts.  People need to remember that once it is out there in cyber world, it is there to stay.  So think twice when posting things.


PS: The picture has since been taken down.  Good call bro, good call.

Entering the Friend Zone

Have you ever met someone who just keeps you sane? Well I have. And unfortunately, like all things in my life, we just can’t get our timing right. It’s one thing or another that stands in our way of finally getting together. Mind you, sometimes I’m just difficult to be with but hey, I really like him.
He is very easy for me to get along with; fun to talk to and most importantly, he has a distinct ability to keep calm when I get a little nuts. (By a little, I mean A LOT.) I bet you’re asking well, if you like him so much why aren’t you with him?
Because I’m difficult and indecisive. It’s not just me though. He is too. We dated a little last year and things abruptly ended leading me to be mad at him for quite some time. We eventually reconciled and occasionally communicated. We hung out together this weekend after not seeing each other for a year and the feelings, at least for me, are still there. It was relaxing and simple to around him. I wasn’t trying to impress him nor was I unimpressed by him. He is awesome…most of the time.
This time around, he is being much more cautious. I think in part, to protect me and himself from last year’s debacle. I’m also moving to the UK in September so right now might not be the best time to rekindle a romance 5 years in the making.
I have no idea if he feels the same way. I am 90% confident that he does but you never know. We might never figure this out. At least, we tried. I think.
Let it roll.