Charlotte: Sometimes you just know, it's like, magic, it's fate.
Miranda: It's not fate, his light is on, that's all.
Charlotte: What light?
Miranda: Men are like cabs, when their available their light goes on. They awake one day and decide their ready to settle down, have babies, whatever, and they turn their light on. Next woman they pickup, boom, that' the one they'll marry. It's not fate, it's dumb luck.
Charlotte: I'm sorry, I refuse to believe that love is at random.
Miranda: Please, it's all about timing. You gotta get em, when their lights on.
Carrie: All the men I meet are flashing yellows.
Miranda: Or off duty. They can drive around for years picking up women and not be available.
Carrie: Then, they really shouldn't be allowed to get behind the wheel. [edit]
Now before I would not have believed Miranda either. I agreed with Charlotte when I first watched this episode. But let me tell ya ladies, I have just witnessed my very first cab light go on. Mr. X and I are just "friends" now {I say "friends" because he kinda sucks at being one.. like... a lot. And not just to me, but his other friends complain about it to me too} In any case, I was over talking with him one night when he told me that while standing in line for a club one night he had the sudden realization that he no longer wanted to do this. He didn't want to go to clubs, dance, drink, and pick up on young girls who either don't know what their doing, or aren't ready to actually be in a committed relationship. Which has been fine, perfect in fact since the guy has been "driving around off duty" for some time now.
However, it was now painfully clear his light was on, and was on the look out. I kid you not he asked out the first pretty girl he saw, who is the sister in law of one of his buddies. She is adorable and sounds really sweet. But the guys light has been off for quite a while and he tells me, "Yeah it was just really good timing because she is my age, and cute, and I am ready to get in this again." WOW lol that was my first thought. Then he tells me, "I mean this is the kind of girl I could marry". AAAAAnd, "Miranda was right.." was my second thought! Ladies this is the same guy who called my teary that night when he stepped out of the club line and told me even though he didn't want to do that anymore, he still could never get married. It is almost just laughable how blatant this entire situation is. It is a little alarming to see it from this side of things. There have been plenty of times I have seen it from the girls side and thought it was "meant to be". But now I am starting to see that sometimes, {not all of the time} but sometimes it is "dumb luck", but hey we could all use a little luck sometimes right?
In other news I feel like such a grown up. You know how when your littler and you think about what you'll be like when you are in your twenties.. were you a little day dreamer like me? I looked around me and thought that all these teens were the coolest people around. They could drive, they were funny, they had all these things to do, and go see. And then I got to be about sixteen and thought teens weren't as cool as I thought.. but the twenty somethings.. now they were grown ups! Living on their own, jobs, love lives, independence. "How cool am I going to be when I grow up!". Fail. lol I am not nearly as cool, or with it as I thought I'd be. Living on my own, sure its neato. But I miss the nights when I came home and my mom was already cooking dinner. When my sister and I curled up on the sofa sharing a blanket and watched movies, or whatever tv show we were addicted to. I miss the comfort that it wasn't mine to take care of lol. But lets be honest, as amazing as it is to find out all the grand things I actually can do on my own {brake a fire alarm that wont stop beeping {think Phoebe from FRIENDS} change locks on my doors, fix cabinets ect ect} it is not always as glamorous as I thought it would be. My years in high school day dreaming about the days I wouldn't have to come to class and instead could go to a job all day would have been better off day dreaming about Enrique. Sure I love my job, I love the people I work with, and the patients that I have bonded with are just the sweetest! But is it better then having my ONLY job to do being to sit and listen and learn? Ummm maybe not. The independence is amazing! And I feel like I have grown so much on my own. But I will not sit here and fib because I have made plenty of phone calls to my momma dear to find out how in the hell I am supposed to deal.
A part of this grown up fantasy I had seen how I would dress, look and act. I act like a lady, and I am a good friend, and a good person. I can look people in the eye and make promises because I know without a shadow of a doubt that I can keep it. And I now to be honest with those around me and myself about the things I can not yet do. But MAN alive I do NOT look the way I thought. I am simply not well put together {see ninja bun} on the daily. Now I know we all have those days of unwashed hair, and last nights make up. But I am done with that being almost every. single. day. because it has been for far too long. Yuck! What kind of lazy grown up have I started to become?
Hence the "real" make up purchases, the youtube hair tutorials on braids, bumps, curls, and flips I have been playing on repeat, and more classic and quality purchases when it comes to clothes.
Behold, the meshing of two worlds
Is your Light On?
