I don't have all the answers at 30 (aka why are mirror selfies so popular?)

Someone suggested I do a blog entry about guys on dating sites with bicep flexing, mirror-snapped selfies. That's not what this update is about tonight. Ok,, that's not what it's ALL about. That suggestion was over a month ago. I took a hiatus. Or rather, life got really busy, somewhat complicated, and here it is, almost May. A lot of changes have taken place since I lost wrote....er blogged.  Fasten your laptops. Let's catch up.

Working at home has proven to be interesting. Working from home while still working part time as a makeup artist/product consultant where we lose 1/3 of the staff a month after I start my second job has proven to be challenging. If you told me a year ago if I would be working 1.5 jobs and not sure where I'll end up, well, I would have thought you were crazy. But here I am. It's been six months since I left the corporate world. Sometimes I miss the inner-workings of an office-who doesn't love a good gossip session over coffee while checking out the cute lawyers from the upstairs offices? But, I don't miss the rest. I miss my friends. So maybe I like the corporate world for the same reason I liked school: for the social life. Or maybe I just had enough and decided that if I'm going to work for the majority of my life; I should do something that makes me happy and helps others. Corporate life wasn't my passion any longer. Although, I'm grateful for the experience and education I've had and the comfort that I can always return to it if I want to/need to. My dad was always right: you need a backup plan. And no, that backup plan does not involve the new Michael Kors handbag I have my eye on. See dad? I'm learning.

I also didn't get into my first choice nursing program. And I have mixed emotions about it. I knew with only 40 seats my chances were limited; I would go from being certain I didn't get in to feeling confident I did. When I read the rejection letter, after a night at the casino where I won $230 on a slot (I feel that was the universe's way of letting me down gently) I was disappointed but not as much as I thought I would be. I think losing my dad has put disappointment into a different perspective for me. Don't get me wrong; I was and am still disheartened, but I'm just that much more determined. And I wasn't sure if that was the route I was fully committed to. I just have to decide if I want to take a different biology (mine didn't transfer in) and try again in another year or move full steam ahead towards August. This is what keeps me up at night. Thank God the Golden Girls are on at pretty much any given time.

So, there was a reason that someone suggested I blog about the requisite muscle-flex-pic-in-the-mirror-selfie that seems to permeate any and all social media sites. I had been online dating and extolling some of the crazier stories via Facebook-not too detailed of course-just some little gems that were too ridiculous not to share. Since we are on the topic, why, why do guys feel the need to take a reverse pic of themselves in the mirror and post it? Is it to get back at the female generation for all the duck-lip pics? If so, I whole-heartily apologize on behalf of my sex. Please guys, we beg you, stop. I feel like Cher in Clueless when she asked if we were supposed to swoon when guys got out of bed, put on a backwards hat and some baggy pants. The answer is still the same 18 years later. NO. Take a normal pic, stop talking about how you're the nice guy no one bothers to give a chance, and start talking about what makes you different. Not what makes you like every other Steeler loving, beer drinking, outdoors-liking, dog loving, cultured and sophisticated, tortured poet on Stupid Cupid and whatever other site is popular. *steps off soap box* Shout-out to Katie H. for the suggestion-sorry it took me so long!  For keen readers, you might have noticed I said I had been online dating. I was. And no longer am :).  More on that soon....

I guess in the last few month I've learned that where we have been is definitely not where we will end up. That just because things are tough, or boring, or static (or whatever it is that you're feeling) it won't always be like that. There are silver linings. I read something that I ask myself and it helps me put things in perspective: is this going to matter in six months?  And the answer the majority of the time is that no, it certainly won't. It won't even matter in three months. The big stuff will. But lucky for us, most of it is small stuff. Six months from now; I will have figured out school, nursing, and how I'm going to make it happen. I may even find that Michael Kors bag for sale. It's ok to not have all the answers. That's a lesson I'm slowly, but surely, embracing.

Top Ten Lessons From The Golden Girls

Once in a while, a show comes along that is timeless. Watching Golden Girls now-not only are the jokes more funny and make more sense-I am amazed at how ahead of the times they were. Remember, this show was filmed during the 80s-the era of Reagan and Bush.

Here is my list of the top ten lessons I have learned from my favorite girls. Please add yours!

10. We may not figure out the solution to a problem right away, but cheesecake always helps.
9.   Shoulder pads didn't look good on anyone
8.   Good friends do not have to have the same beliefs, ideas or fashion
7.   Men are no wiser at 60 than at 30
6.   Friends will stick around much longer than any man will (see #7)
5.   We all have an ex like Stan that we just can't seem to get rid of
4.   Older people have sex. And talk about it.  A lot
3.   People should be free to love and marry anyone they want (Blanche's brother married his bf)
2.   People want to love and be loved at any age
1.   Friends can be closer than even family; cherish the friends you're lucky to call your own. You never know when you'll be stuck on a desert island and need Rose to help you find your way to the Hyatt on the good part of the island.