Sometimes People ask me "Why?"

So, I'm still single. And I'm ok with that. I mean, yes, I am very excited to be married and have kids, however, I'm not going to mope around until I find my guy. I haven't found him yet and until I do I will continue to live life, learn and grow.

A few days before Valentines someone said to me, "I bet this time of the year, especially this month and even week, can be especially hard for you." Haha, umm no person who knows me very little, thank you for saying this very out of the blue thing. I'm pretty sure I'm single every other day of the year, not just on Valentines. However, from this conversation I started to think of reasons of why I maybe am still single. I usually can't think of any HUGE deal breakers, I honestly just don't think I've found the guy yet that we can both be our full self around and we love each other for it. But I did start to think of some funny reasons of why I could still be single. Please enjoy my brainstorming session.

Reasons why I am probably still single

1. My nieces and nephews are probably praying that I will never get married so that they may have me all to themselves and Heavenly Father is answering their prayers and not mine. Let's be honest, they're way cuter than I am so I don't blame him for siding with them.
2. I love to travel which means I am not around a lot. What guy wants to go out with a girl who says yes to a date but then adds on, "but I'm going to Peru for a few weeks and so I won't be able to go out until I get back." Yeah, he's pretty much dating your Frienemy when you get home from the trip. His loss.
3. I rather hang out with my mom than go out and be social. Doesn't mean I don't make an effort to go out, I'm just kind of over the random crazy parties where you meet lots of random people. I rather spend time with my mom, family or close friends.
4. I haven't kissed in so long that I'm pretty sure I have reverted back to VL. I am TERRIFIED to kiss again. Maybe I'll practice on my arm ;)
5. I am getting old enough that I am no longer the cute adorable fluffy energetic puppy dog at the pound. I am the older, mature, potty trained dog. Which dog would you choose? Puppy or old dog? Yeah, I would probably choose the puppy as well. "But I'm potty trained guys! Common!"
6. On a regular basis I get people telling me about someone they want to set me up with. For weeks, even months, they'll talk this person up and how they're so excited to have us meet AND THEN NOTHING EVER HAPPENS... it's getting old people. Either give the guy my number... or don't and let it end.
7. I have a theory that the man I am supposed to marry died. Now I have totally told this as a joke but what if I said this SO MUCH that the universe made it happen?! Yikes
8. Someone recently told me that dating is like Jumanji, you have to keep playing the game to get out of the game. Some times I REALLY hate the game but it's true... I can't stop playing. (Even though sometimes I want to, ugh.)
9. Umm... all the good guys are gone... hence the video...

Literally Peacocking

Something I love to do is dance. Weather it is an organized dance company preparing for a performance or a group fitness class OR just dancing at a school dance or at a friend's party or with my nieces at family dinner or in my bedroom in front of the mirror. Oh dear! Did I just admit to dancing in from of my mirror when alone?! You better believe it.

A few weeks ago my roommates and I watched Pitch Perfect and when the movie ended and the credits started the music was great dancing music and I started dancing and said, "Aw, I just want to go dancing!" and one of my roommates replied, "Let's go!" I was shocked because she usually isn't one to want to go dancing. To test out how serious she was I said, "Well, the university (where I work) is throwing a Mask Ball this weekend, want to crash it?" To my surprise she said, "Let's do it!" Honestly I was a little worried about going because I didn't want to run into my student workers and be that weird person who is creepy who can't move on from the college "fun" scene BUT if she was willing to go dancing, I was ready to make it happen.

We got masks and spray-painted them sparkly silver, bought boas and wore black dresses. It was the easiest Mask Ball put together outfit.

At the dance we went all out. We didn't care what anyone thought and we danced as crazy as we wanted. The masks were great for being mysterious and unrecognizable (but really, my student workers didn't recognize me... at first. It wasn't until one that I am close with was like, "Amy?" and then they all got excited that it was me and danced with my roommate and I for a few songs), but by far the best part of dancing at the Mask Ball were our boas. Genius! It was fun to dance around flapping them about.

Through out the dance we kept having guys come and dance with us and then ask for our numbers. That has NEVER happened before. One, I really think it is because we were dancing without caring what anyone thought but TWO those boas were real attention getters. I think just being sassy and flipping our boas back and forth or side to side was catching their eyes. Heaven knows we sure were getting the feathers IN OUR eyes.

It wasn't until later that I realized the true theory behind all this attention from the guys... we were peacocking! LITERALLY! Feathers and all!

The funny thing is, with our masks on and being tiny girls, I know those guys had no idea how old we were. Talk about robbing the cradle inadvertently.

p.s. I've learned over the years that I look "so good" dancing when I don't care what anyone thinks and so I go with that attitude and have a blast. However, if you are someone who likes to dance but gets shy when dancing in public, grab a boa... it's fun, boosts your confidence and gives you something to use for movement while you are dancing and don't know what else to do.