In the mind of Em...

Whilst away in my home away from home (Walker, Louisiana), I realized just how much relationships are complicated.  Let me rephrase that; how much people make relationships complicated. I do believe, though it may seem naive, relationships can be very easy. And all it takes is communication.

Instead, there is a lack of communication and a surplus on games. Player one doesn’t want to seem desperate or harassing, so they don’t text/call player two. And since player one didn’t text/call player two, they’re hurt and thinks player one isn’t interested. Or player one tries hard and that’s either too much or not enough for player two. Conclusion? Relationships are a horrible game of chess…

It’s constant waiting around for your opponent’s next move; player one begins lightly, with just a move of their pawn. Then player two follows suit. It continues this way until player two jumps his Knight and suddenly checks your Queen. (I’m so not trying to make this sound dirty btw…). Completely unaware of what just happened or why it happened, player one has two choices: surrender the queen or “draw” even though a checkmate is possible.

But who’s the real winner of this game? To answer your question, neither player wins. A stalemate has ensued, and, with the remaining pieces on the board, neither player can win.

I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of playing this game; wondering if it was MY bishop that accidentally moved forward, instead of diagonally. Or if your King just stood there overly protected. All this stress over whether to call, try, play or say eff it and leave is stupid. I’m not sure who made the “rules of relationships”, but their rook needs to be checked (ok, it’s a tad addicting :).

If something is wrong…SPEAK UP! Don’t leave player two at the chess board confused about your moves and wondering whether they should keep playing. Because, if player two was smart, they’d flip the chess board over, give player one the finger and walk away.

Why would anyone want to get into a relationship???

Here’s to two hands and a fresh pack of double A’s

Uncle,

Em

p.s. all chess references were researched-ish :)

I’m almost sure, aside from Valentine’s Day, this is the dumbest day we celebrate EVER! Though, the pregnancy scare on my mom never ceases to be amusing :) kinda makes me wonder if my mom thinks I’m promiscuous…*sigh*.

Anywho, I had the worst and oddest experience last night that could define where I stand with a particular person. Things between us are moving fast, slowing down, heating up, and cooling down. And I’m freaking out because I can’t seem to figure out what exactly is going on. All while listening to the musical stylings of John Legend, not helping much. Who’s the fool now?? :/ 

this is why I avoid relationships…Here’s to becoming the cat lady…

Promise to be cheer-ier next go ‘round,

Em

this blog is a bit T.M.I…so turn away if u embarrass easily :)

I think, as tacky and nasty as it may be, underwear is…binding (no pun intended). I’m not sure why, but I hate wearing them! And when I can, I don’t. Could it be that it’s more comfortable? Or convenient for certain moments in life, I’m not quite sure. All I know is is that I have a major wedgie and it’s caused by my Vicki Secrets!

Furthermore, I’m a cleaner person because I (usually) am commando. I don’t re-wear jeans or pants, which is gross if you think about it. And if, by chance, I decide to wear some, they’re always there. Nice and clean. 

So who will join my Commando Brigade? Who will join me and let their junk breathe? 

Caution: If you’re a male and plan on going for a run, WEAR UNDERWEAR!!! :)

Sincerely pantie-less,

Em

if i could whistle, i would :(

whilst working on my next digital communications adventure (aka my web site), i finished the ‘About Me’ section and here’s the finished product. 

tell me whtcha think:

About Me :)

Who is Erica Colbenson?

I’m a native New Orleanian,

with music in my heart and words in my soul.

I’m the baby out of three arrogant, yet awesome children.

My mother is my rock, my core, & my biggest inspiration for all of my achievements.

I’m an animal activist and the proud mother of two puppies.

I HATE POLITICS…so don’t ask ;)

I’m a believer of organized chaos.

I’m not afraid falling, but I’m afraid of failing.

I have a love/hate relationship with people.

I’m a dreamer and a doer.

I know what I want, and will work my butt off to get it.

I believe in immortality; and in order to become immortal, one must achieve greatness.

So here’s to fighting and never failing, dreaming and doing, and here’s to immortality.

Hearts & Stars, 

Erica

let’s achieve some greatness today, shall we?

hey there!!

I’m officially popping my blog cherry! here goes nothing…i hope to entertain and keep everyone on their toes :)

Here’s to new beginnings and good endings…

Cheers,

Em