I’ve got some goodies planned this week, but first, in honor of So about what I said…‘s birthday, I’d love to hear your own stories. You may recall I wrote about this very topic in one of my Dating With Disabilities columns.
I’ve always said “So about what I said” is a far more powerful five-word phrase than “It’s not you, it’s me.” Or, at least, that’s been the case in my experience (Crush Boy, anyone? Or how about Young Guns? You see, I usually find myself backtracking like that after I say the first thing that comes into my head and leaks out of my mouth before I have even a second to censor myself. my moments usually fall into one of two categories:
*You tell your guy friend you just might be in love with him
*You spill your love guts to a guy you just met (my personal favorite)
That’s my whole problem. I have zero censors. Either that, or they’re just in need of batteries. And if that’s the case, is there some sort of psychological meaning as to why I haven’t changed them?
What are the “So about what I said…” moments from your own life? I’d love to hear them.
[Photo via Le Love]