tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16467387907699026512024-03-13T23:01:26.849-07:00barbieannloveBarbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.comBlogger62125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-68744205118947826222017-11-07T09:36:00.000-08:002017-11-07T09:36:09.722-08:00Crying in the Bathroom Stall<br /><div class="MsoNormal">
The other day someone asked about my blog, and when I went
to send them a link, I noticed I hadn’t posted anything in a year. “Could it really
have been a whole year” I thought? The stress and heartbreak of my job ending
last year, combined with a new job where I was traveling constantly, I never
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Most of my blog posts are (what I hope have been) funny,
crazy and true tales of my bizarre life in the dating world. But true life
isn’t always funny, even my life. So I decided I would write a post about a
different side of my dating life. The part where my heart broke, and I found
myself crying my eyes out in an airport bathroom stall.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the last year I had only gone on a handful of dates. I was
completely burned out on dating and just wanted to breathe for a while, figure
some things out, not try so hard to find love.
I have always loved to work, and having a new job that I could pour myself
into was exactly what I needed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then a few months ago, someone came back into my life from
several years ago. The attraction was still there and it got serious fast.
Despite the red flags, we both fell in love, and I don’t regret that.<o:p></o:p></div>
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One of the hardest things about being single in the church,
especially a mid single, is that you can go a very long time between real
connections with someone else. The loneliness can become a constant companion,
even when you are surrounded with wonderful things in your life. I’ve found you
either acknowledge the loneliness frequently, or you become sort of numb to it
all. I found myself in the latter.<o:p></o:p></div>
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When he came back into my life, I was shocked at how numb I had
been. It had been so long since I had been with someone I felt a true
connection with, laughed with, genuinely wanted to spend more time with, and
the fact that he felt the same was a feeling I had completely forgotten.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I knew about the issues from the start. I decided to push those to the side and jump
in with both feet. But you can only ignore the problems for so long. They creep
back in, slowly at first, then with more aggression. Too many nights spent in
tears, begging to make everything ok. Too many beautiful words spoken, but no
changes made. Too many times trying to figure out why it couldn’t just be as
simple as “I love you and that’s all that matters”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I wanted to believe it.
I wanted to believe that Love Is All You Need. I tried. So very, very hard. I tried rationalizing, discarding things that
in my soul I knew I needed, but knew he couldn’t offer. He would never be able
to offer them. Why couldn’t love be enough? He was a good, sweet man, why
couldn’t this work?<o:p></o:p></div>
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It became overwhelming.
I sought advice everywhere I could get it, hoping to get a new answer.
But it was always the same, you know what you need to do. I went to my most trusted advisor, desperate
to try and find a way to make it work, but the answer was the same.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I asked a dear friend for a blessing, and it was one of the
single most spiritual moments in my life. As I sat with his hands on my head
and let the tears flow, I heard the most beautiful words that spoke directly to
my soul. But the answer was still the same.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I tried to end it, but I wasn’t strong enough. My heart
could only try to shift to friendship or risk a complete breakdown I didn’t
know I would be able to recover from.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I kept pleading with myself and Heavenly Father to make it
work. I even resorted to trying one of
the Zoltar fortune teller machines. His answer of “You already know the answer
to the question you seek” was not what I wanted to hear.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was while waiting for a flight, I knew I had to end
it. I was shaking, I had forgotten how literal
it felt when your heart breaks. So I sat in an airport terminal, as far from
people as I could get, and made the phone call that I had dreaded more than
anything in this world. I had to put my
full trust in Heavenly Father and follow what I knew to be right.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After I hung up, I prayed to make it into the bathroom
before I started sobbing. I felt like my
throat was on fire from holding in that much pain. As soon as I locked the
bathroom stall door, I let it out. Trying to keep what little composure I had
left, I tried to keep it as quiet as possible, timing any sobs with the noise
of the sink turning on or a toilet flushing. It was not my finest hour.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I also prayed harder than I ever have. Prayed for him.
Prayed for me. Prayed more and more for him. Prayed that I was doing the right
thing and that I hadn’t just walked away from my only chance at love.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I emerged 20 minutes later, red faced and puffy, to board my
flight. I’m sure that everyone was hoping I wouldn’t choose the seat next to
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So here I go, walking into an unknown. Putting my faith in
Him and his plan for me. Closing my eyes and taking that first step, even
though I can’t see the road before me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Wish me luck.<o:p></o:p></div>
Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-29120990912047334732016-10-10T12:57:00.003-07:002016-10-10T14:56:21.192-07:00Mr. CantstoptalkingAh Tinder. I have quite the love/hate relationship with this app. Yes, a lot of people use it for a quick hook up, but in Utah, a majority of people use it for actual dating. You would be surprised at the number of brides that come into my store who met their fiances on Tinder. I have actually met some really great guys here.<br />
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Last week I swiped right on this guys profile. Meet Quantrell. Or as I like to call him, Mr. Cantstoptalking.</div>
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*Let me preface this by saying that I have a ring-back tone on my phone that plays the song "Barbie Girl". Yes I know it's cheesy and that no one has them any more, but I find it very entertaining when people get the song stuck in their heads. Plus I forget it plays that. Anyway....</div>
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Hahaha oh man oh man that is hilarious oh man it was all like I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world haha oh sh** I know I am supposed to be all professional and sh** but haha I can't believe it was all like I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world oh man if only my boys could see me now I'm all dancing around to I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world you know what song was my jam you know which one it was I'm blue da ba dee da bu dah da bu dee da bu dah oh man that was my jam I wish my boys could see me now hahaha we could be together and you would be all I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world and I would be all I'm blue da ba dee da bu dah da bu dee da bu dah oh man that was my jam hahaha</div>
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Oh you dont oh you dont know who I am well lets take a look at your profile huh yea lets look at your profile so your profile says and I quote and I quote I am the coolest person you will ever meet and I'm really humble so let's look at the definition of humble ok ok so humble means having or showing a modest or low estimate of one's own importance so why don't you think about that yea think about that and get your sh** together k yea get your sh** together and I will talk to you soon ok ok</div>
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Did everyone have the same reaction I did? Which would be "What the ????"</div>
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Now I bring you, "My Date With The Polygamist". And strangely enough, the polygamist portion was not the weirdest part of the date...</div>
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About 10 years ago, I decided to try online dating on an LDS website. At a time when online dating still had a huge stigma attached to it, and there not being a huge amount of single Mormons in Colorado, pickings were a little slim. I received a message from, we will call him Jacob, and eventually we exchanged numbers. One night I came home to a voicemail from him, so I called him back.</div>
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A woman answered the phone. Odd, but ok. When he came on the line, we chatted for a bit and I finally asked who had answered the phone. He explained that it was his mother, and that after his divorce, times were tough so he moved in with his mom. Understandable, people need to be able to get back on their feet. I asked how long he had been divorced and he replied "8 years". Had he been living there that whole time? Yes indeed. Eight. Years.</div>
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I suggested we find something else more "budget friendly" to do, but he said he would find a way to make it work. </div>
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We made plans to meet at the store close to my house the following evening. It was a nice summer night and I sat outside waiting for him to get there. Eventually an old beater car pulls into the parking lot, you know the kind that the engine makes loud knocking noises and the doors are different colors because they are spray painted with primer, and out comes my date. </div>
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He walks up and introduces himself and shakes my hand. He then invites me to sit at a little table outside so we could chat. As soon as we sit down, he exclaims "I totally forgot! I need you to choose which one you like best!". From his back pockets he pulls out two full bottles of cologne, Drakkar Noir and another one I can't remember. He hands them to me and insists I smell them so I can tell which one I prefer him to wear on my date. I wasn't sure what to do, so I chose Drakkar and hoped to move on. </div>
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Time for more small talk, my favorite. I ask him what he does for a living, and he replies "I help families save a lot of money".</div>
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I ask him to elaborate. He says "Families really appreciate how I help them save money".</div>
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No really, what do you do for a living.</div>
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Ok, that's fine. Lots of people work at Walmart. What does he do there?</div>
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Ok, not so great, but we all do what we have to do to get by,</div>
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How long has he worked there?</div>
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Nope, he plans to stay in his current position with no plans of changing. He doesn't want to move up because he doesn't want that kind of responsibility. Awesome. What woman wouldn't be charmed by a complete lack of ambition?</div>
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In an attempt to move along this incredible date, I suggest we go in to order some ice cream. "Oh wait!" he exclaims, "I brought you something to look at". He runs back to his car and comes back with a 4 inch thick 3 ring binder. Confused, I open it to the first page with the title "Memories of Jacob". I'm confused, looking up at him with a puzzled look on my face. "It's a book my mom put together with memories of me as a little boy. I thought you would like to read it."</div>
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This book is well over 100 pages. I casually flip through the pages, trying to fake interest. The only thing I can remember is one excerpt that said "Jacob is now 8 years old and has still never tasted sugar. We couldn't be more proud". Yes, really.</div>
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I close the book and say thank you and that it was so interesting. He looks disappointed, "Don't you want to read more of it?". I spend the next five minutes flipping through pages, trying to look like I was truly interested, while he sat and watched me. After I feel I have put enough effort into this, I close the book and say thank you. He finally agrees to head in and get some ice cream.</div>
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We stand there looking at the menu and I ask what he is going to order. "Nothing" he says, "I only brought enough money for one". Fantastic. I debate not getting anything, but decide I deserve it at this point. We head back outside for some more awkward conversation. I've never eaten ice cream so fast. I'm amazed I don't still have brain freeze.</div>
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We get to the bar and walk over to a pool table. It costs a dollar to play, and you guessed it, he didn't have any money. No worries, I got this. I would love to pay for and play a game of pool. I am not too proud to admit that when he wasn't looking I pushed any of the balls in the pockets just to end the game sooner.</div>
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That's it. I'm out. I'm glad it was dark and he couldn't see the look on my face. I speed walk back to my car and say goodnight.</div>
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Looking back, I wish I had asked for more clarification. Did he mean multiple wives in this life or the next? Was he hoping to lure in multiple women with his sexy cologne and scrapbooks? The world will never know....</div>
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Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-53665149174151298852016-06-27T15:00:00.002-07:002016-06-27T15:00:35.738-07:00My First Date In UtahPart 2 in my series of my weirdest dates and/or interactions with men....<br />
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My First Date in Utah....<br />
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*Just a heads up, this story is nowhere near as crazy as my last one, but still good/bad enough for a blog post. Needless to say, it wasn't the best way to start my Utah dating experience.*<br />
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When I first moved to Salt Lake City, I had never had any experience with a mid-singles ward before. Because I didn't know anyone, I wanted to jump into things as quickly as possible. I did some research online and tried to figure out which ward I should be in (I was wrong by the way) and reached out to the Executive Secretary to set up an appointment with the Bishop.<br />
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While chatting over text, he asked if I would like to go out with him sometime. I said yes and we set it up for that Saturday. I texted him my address and he asked me for the whole address. This was weird, because I gave him the whole address. He asked me for more numbers and I had no idea what that meant. Being from Colorado, I wasn't familiar with the grid system, so I had no idea what information he was trying to get. He then asked me to walk out to the street sign and read him all the numbers. Ummm, what? My friend I was staying with lived on a street that didn't have the weird cross streets (like 200 S 451 E) instead it was a normal address (like 1234 Washington Lane). Again he asked me for all the numbers. I told him I didn't know what he meant. He then asked me how to get there. At this point I was getting super annoyed and I finally asked if he has GPS on his phone. He said yes and I asked if he couldn't just get direction from there? I guess that must have worked because he stopped asking for more information.<br />
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On Saturday he picked me up and when we got to the car, he opened my door for me. I must have been a little too enthusiastic in my "thank you" because when he got in the car, he made some comment about how I must have never had a guy treat me well before (umm, not accurate at all. I just like to show my appreciation when guys are gentlemen).<br />
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I asked what he had planned and he said we were going to a friends house to watch the "Holy War" (the Utah vs BYU football game). When we finally got to house, he parked his car and asked if I would mind if he texted a few people for his calling. I said sure, so he grabbed a giant binder from his back seat and proceeded to text and call people.<br />
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For 30 minutes.<br />
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And all I could do was sit there.<br />
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He finally finished and we went to the front door. His friend answers and the only thing my date says is "do you have a computer I can use?". He goes inside and heads to a desk in the living room and opens a laptop. He doesn't introduce me, he doesn't even make sure I'm in the house. So I walk in awkwardly and say hi to a group of 20 people by myself. I'm a pretty outgoing person, but this was even weird for me.<br />
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By the time we got to the party, the game was half over. So I sat, by myself, watching a game with people I didn't know, while my date sat on a laptop not talking to me or anyone else.<br />
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When the game was over, my date finally closes the laptop and says "Thanks for having us over" and walks out the front door. Apparently we are leaving, so I look around and say nice to meet you and follow him out. He is already in his car and waiting for me.<br />
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At this point I'm done and I just want to go home. He asks if I want to grab dinner, but I say something about needing to get home. I have no idea where we are, and he starts (what I feel like is just randomly) starts driving around. It turns out we are in West Valley, and it doesn't seem to be the friendliest neighborhoods. All of a sudden he makes a U turn and drives into what looks like an abandoned parking lot. I honestly thought "Is this really how I'm going to die? After a really bad date? Thanks Utah". I ask him where we are going and he replies something like "Why do you seem nervous?". He drives around a few more deserted buildings, turns a corner and pulls into a gas station. Guess I won't die after all...<br />
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Finally we are on the way home. He drives back on different freeways than we came in and I am totally lost. I know only 1 exit to get to my house, and he passes it. I say "I think that was the exit?". He gets quiet and then says "You seem like a very open minded person".<br />
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Oh yea, this can only lead to good things.<br />
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"And you seem like the person that if someone had some criticism for you, you would take it to heart".<br />
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All I can muster at this point is "ummm, ok"<br />
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"You should never, ever criticize a mans driving."<br />
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No for real, that's his advice for me.<br />
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I reply "I wasn't criticizing, I just wasn't sure if you knew you missed the exit".<br />
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"You should never criticize a mans driving".<br />
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Yep, I'm done. I'm sure I said something passively back, but at this point I just wanted to get home. <br />
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Finally he pulls into my driveway. He makes a big deal about coming around to open my car door (because apparently he's an amazing gentleman) and walks me to the door. He gives me a hug and tells me what a great time he has had and would love to get together again.<br />
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Needless to say, there wasn't a second date. Thankfully, my other Utah dates got a lot better.....Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-27416422862276280012016-06-03T10:57:00.001-07:002016-06-03T10:57:40.643-07:00Queen SlothThis is the first post in my series of worst date/experiences with guys I have had. Let me clarify, the guy I am talking about in this one I never dated, but it was so crazy it just had to share. It's crazy enough that the people I have had read the messages I almost wish I had recorded their faces while they read because it was so crazy. If I didn't have the screen shots, I honestly don't think anyone would believe it happened.<br />
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I met this guy at church, and only talked to him for about a minute. He seemed nice enough and he asked if I could send him invites to events that were happening. Since that is something I used to do, I said sure. A few weeks later I had a party at my house and he came. I remember talking to him briefly and thinking he was a little socially awkward, but that seems to be pretty common anymore so I didn't think much of it.<br />
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A little over a week later I get a late night call from two of my friends. They told me they had met this guy at the party and he had asked for their numbers. They were uncomfortable, but agreed. One of them had just started dating someone and let him know, but he continued to text her. The texts were harmless, but still unwanted.<br />
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The other girl had a bit of a different experience. She had avoided his texts and a few phone calls and was just hoping he would go away. The night that she called me, he had left her a 4 minute voicemail that was fairly bizarre. He alternated from telling her how beautiful she was, to criticizing her life choices, including her decision to go to a family ward instead of a singles ward (this must really bother him because it comes up later).<br />
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I have a big problem with avoiding or "ghosting" someone, it's happened to me and it sucks. I told the second girl that I need her to be direct with him. She could be mean or nice about it, but she had to say the words "I'm not interested". A lot of times girls think they are being clear with guys and they aren't at all, so when people ask me for dating advice, this is one of the first things I tell them. This is also shows if a man will be graceful about it, or freak out. <br />
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The next day she texted me saying that she had texted him very nicely that she was flattered, but not interested. He tried to call her, but she didn't answer (she was at work, but didn't want to talk anyway). She then received the following text (I couldn't figure out how to get a print screen of it because it's too long, sorry). I have taken out any names so everyone can remain anonymous;<br />
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**Can you please call me when you're off work? I'm not a robot and neither are you. Texting has it's place like if you're at work, in a meeting, hosting a client or the topic of the conversation is inappropriate in public, private in nature, or each person is in a loud environment and unable to "give" full attention to another. Otherwise, texting is for immature people or who those who a perhaps too selfish to part with their own time for another. Boiled down, as a man of God, texting in my fair opinion is various levels of PRIDE & SLOTH. It attracts laziness, ego inflation, grandiosity, & feel its a tool of the Devil to separate hearts, & take lives in traffic.<br />
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Passionate words from a passionate man.<br />
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I'm assuming you're at work, on lunch & choose not to take my call.<br />
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I can relate. I'll be patient with you. I want to respect your process of what you're dealing with that has validated your thinking to allow you to believe it's okay to be in a "Family Ward" as a Single.<br />
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My view on this is, it's very understandable if you're healing from say a divorce, grieving a loved one...Something major.<br />
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However, if you're avoiding something in your life, or too SLOTHFUL to get it together on a Sunday or it's convenient to go dumpy to the local family ward, then it's just SLOTH validates by PRIDE & EGO. These sins create separation from God's Will & allows us to remain unsurrended & disobedient to God's greater good.<br />
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Be a big girl, and return my calls, ****. You'll probably be grateful later you did.<br />
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Tough love,<br />
****<br />
End of Text<br />
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At this point, I knew he was fairly crazy. Because he had met them at my party, and they came to me with valid concerns, I decided to send him a message on Facebook. This was when he decided to take the lid completely off his crazy and let it go everywhere....<br />
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My messages are the ones in blue;<br />
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-51958533819160591142016-05-03T11:23:00.000-07:002016-05-03T11:58:51.109-07:00Secrets to Online Dating – Part 2<div class="MsoNormal">
A few weeks ago I posted Part 1 of this series <a href="http://barbieannlove.blogspot.com/2016/03/the-secrets-to-online-dating-part-1.html">http://barbieannlove.blogspot.com/2016/03/the-secrets-to-online-dating-part-1.html</a> where we focused on photos.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now let’s talk about the second most important part of your
online profile, the “About Me” section. The
section where you have up to 1000 words to convince all those eligible singles
how amazing you are and that they should propose to you immediately <span style="font-family: "wingdings"; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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There is a very delicate balance to this section. Put too little and you seem uninterested, put
too much and you seem like a crazy person.
So let’s go over some of the Do’s and Don’ts I have learned.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Only put “I’m an open book.
Ask me what you want to know”.
This comes across as lazy and unwilling to put forth any effort (this is how they end up being in relationships too).<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>DON’T</u></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Be too general.
Anyone can say “I like to eat out and go to the movies”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>DO</u></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Give a little more detail that would give someone an easy
way to start a conversation. Instead of
saying “I like to eat out”, you can say “I’m a big fan of Mexican food, the Red
Iguana is one of my favorites”. Or
instead of “I like to go to the movies” you can say “I’m always up for a good
action movie. Anyone up for a Mission
Impossible marathon?”. What an easy way
to transition into a conversation! How
simple is it to send a message saying “Red Iguana is my favorite too! Which is your favorite kind of mole?”.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Give a list of what you don’t want. Example “Short guys need not apply” or “Only
looking for a physically fit girl. If
you can’t run up a flight of stairs without getting out of breath, don’t bother”. Both of these are real things I have seen on
someone’s profile. Yes, we all have
things we really want in a partner, but putting them out in such a negative way
makes you come across as extremely shallow.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>DO</u></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Keep things upbeat and positive. Being too negative is a guaranteed way to
have people pass you by.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Talk about your ex or your divorce on your
profile. Things like “She left me and it
wasn’t my fault” or “my ex was a cheating scumbag” do nothing but show you aren’t
over your last relationship and clearly aren’t ready for dating yet. This is an instant red flag for most people.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>DO</u></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Use grammar and punctuation!
One giant run on sentence is confusing.
Not being willing to spell out simple words like you (u) or are (r) make
us assume you are an idiot. Type out
what you want to say in a Word doc first, check it for spelling. Then have a friend look it over to make sure
it makes sense. A little double checking
can go a long way!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Make your profile too long.
I saw one once that was 9 paragraphs.
Nine. People are looking for a
general overview of who you are and if there are any common interests. They do not want your life story, a poem you
wrote, and your entire testimony.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Talk about things you are passionate about. Goals in life, hobbies that you would really
love to have a partner join you in etc.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hopefully these tips help you on your online dating
journey. And if you want all the
secrets, contact the LDS Matchmaker for their online dating package. It’s worth it!<o:p></o:p></div>
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www.theldsmatchmaker.com<o:p></o:p></div>
Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-10341310932043666562016-04-11T14:47:00.002-07:002016-04-11T15:04:30.542-07:00Why Am I Single? The Question That Changed Everything…..<div class="MsoNormal">
Why Am I Single?<o:p></o:p></div>
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This is a question that every single person has asked
themselves, probably multiple times.
Most of the time it has a negative context, depression and wondering if
marriage will ever happen and what we are doing wrong that is preventing it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A few months ago I was asked this question, and everything
changed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was in an appointment with my dating coach and she asked
me the question. My mind automatically
went to the negative. Am I not trying
hard enough? Am I not pretty enough? What can I do to change?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lauren looked at me and said “Do you think that if Heavenly
Father wanted you to be married right now, that you would be?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The question stopped me in my tracks. I had to stop and think about it. Did I truly believe that Heavenly Father
would help marriage happen for me at the right time? Yes, of course I did.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lauren shared with me something she struggled with before
she met her now husband, and the answer that she received. Rather than praying for a spouse and to move
onto that next step, she felt prompted to ask what she should be learning while
she was single. She knew she needed to
shift her focus to helping other singles, it was one of her greatest strengths.
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So she presented the question to me. Why am I single? But instead of thinking about what I’m doing
wrong, she wants me to think about what I need to be learning. What are things that Heavenly Father wants me
to accomplish that I couldn’t if I was married?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Being single is not a punishment. It is not a holding pattern where we wander
aimlessly until we find a spouse and start that part of our lives. This is a time where we can contribute so much
to our communities, wards, and others. <o:p></o:p></div>
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As soon as she got me thinking about this question in such a
different way, everything changed for me.
I felt a peace that I have never known.
Of course I will still do everything I can to find that person, that is
still extremely important. But for the
time being, I want to grow and become the person He wants me to be.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So I ask each of you, why are you single?<o:p></o:p><br />
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www.theldsmatchmaker.com</div>
Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-87893766122312295772016-03-25T12:03:00.000-07:002016-03-25T12:03:00.203-07:00The Secrets to Online Dating - Part 1One of the most beneficial things I have learned from working with the LDS Matchmaker is the secrets to online dating. Some of the most important things I learned are trade secrets so you'll have to learn them straight from the experts, but I have a few things I can share.<br />
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PHOTOS<br />
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Whether it's ldsplanet.com, Tinder, or even just your Facebook profile, photos are incredibly important. I'm not saying you need to look like a model, but you should at least be presentable. Here is a list of some do's and don'ts to help. <br />
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DON'T<br />
Put photos in your profile where you are with someone else or a large group. <br />
If it's a member of the opposite sex (even a sibling) the first impression is that you are dating them. <br />
If it's a member of the same sex, there is a chance they will think your friend is hotter than you are. If it's a group photo, it's hard to figure out which one you are.<br />
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DO<br />
Have at least one full body photo. Men are visual, and, like it or not, their attraction includes more than just your face. Forcing them ask for it later down the road makes them come off as a creeper when the majority of the time they aren't. Just put the full body photo up at the beginning.<br />
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DON'T<br />
Have the "Dateline Pedophile" photo that's grainy and taken from a webcam on your computer in a poorly lit room. <br />
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DO<br />
Trim your beard. A lot of women love a man with a beard, but if it looks like small creatures are nesting in it, it's not very appealing.<br />
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DON'T<br />
Only have photos of you that are more than 10 years old.<br />
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DO<br />
Ladies - If you like to ski or snowboard, have a photo of this. I don't know why, but it attracts men like moths to a flame.<br />
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DON'T<br />
Only have photos of comic book characters. There is nothing wrong with having a hobby, but when that's all you have or talk about, women assume you are creepy and live in your parents basement.<br />
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DO<br />
Wear lipstick. It sounds silly, but it makes a huge difference.<br />
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Take a photo of your drivers license photo. Seriously, I don't want to say how many times I have seen this......<br />
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-53550756115241095322016-03-08T13:09:00.001-08:002016-03-08T13:09:13.071-08:00They Aren't All Bad. In Fact, Most of Them Aren'tI like to get a laugh. One of the easiest ways I have found to do this is by talking about my strange dating life. With some of the experiences I have had, I have always found it is better to see the humor in it, rather than acknowledging the soul sucking existence being single in your 30's can be. Again I kid, it's really not that bad, really.<br />
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But it has come to my attention that by so frequently making light of my dates failures, I might be putting the wrong message out there. And I think that's true. So I wanted to clarify something very important.<br />
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<b><u>There are way more amazing guys out there than weirdo's.</u></b> A LOT!!!<br />
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When I did my 100 date challenge in 2014, I had a few intentions in mind. It's no secret, I wanted to fall in love. I wanted to meet someone amazing, get married, maybe pop out some babies. I knew it was a long shot, but wouldn't it be a great "How we met" story?? And at the very least, I would get some great stories about weird dates I went on. Unfortunately, not much of either happened.<br />
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Something pretty amazing did happen. As you have probably noticed, I don't have tons of stories from those dates. Well at least not the kind of "Here's the latest weird crap in my life" stuff that I'm used to. Instead, I met some pretty wonderful men.<br />
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No, I did not find the man I want to marry. Sometimes I was into them, but they didn't feel the same. Sometimes they were into me, but I didn't feel the same. <br />
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But these men I met were surprisingly, normal! Intelligent, funny, spiritual, good guys. <br />
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Some examples;<br />
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They were all true gentleman. One date not only opened my door, he offered his hand to help me get out of the car (I found this incredibly swoon worthy). Part of our date was going to a game night at a friends house. When we were getting ready to leave, he went and found my coat, helped me into it, and swept my hair from under the collar so it wouldn't be stuck in my jacket. He was an incredibly genuine and kind man and it showed in everything he did. *And because I know you will all ask, he didn't feel a spark which was fine. He recently got married and is very happy :)<br />
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One man, who I lovingly refer to as "The Nerd", will always be one of my favorites. Our dates were always filled with laughter and he was willing to put up with my bizarre adventures. He was thoughtful, giving and loved his nerdy comic stuff (but in a charming way). *It wasn't something that developed into anything more than friendship, but he is hands down one of the best men that I have ever met! Ladies, he's still single.....<br />
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I could go on and on (I promise I will post more about these guys in the future). I cannot believe what incredible men there are out there!<br />
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So while I do have some insane dating stories that I love to share, it doesn't mean that I think all guys are crazy. Most aren't. And I think guys get a bad wrap, but more about that another time....<br />
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Ladies, don't give up hope! Good men are out there, but YOU HAVE TO GIVE THEM A CHANCE! Please, I beg you, go on a date, even if you don't think you are interested. It doesn't hurt to have a fun evening with someone. And on one of those dates, it's going to turn into something more. I know it will for me :)Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-23653839024974303002016-02-12T09:51:00.000-08:002016-02-12T09:51:21.895-08:00Why I Need a Dating Coach aka my girl crush on Lauren....It's no secret that I like to date. I love meeting new people and seeing if we connect. Even if there isn't anything romantic, most of the time I can get a new friend out of it. Or if it's really bad, at least I got a really good story out of it.....and I have A LOT of those.<br />
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Dating is something in life I think all singles need to take advantage of. Date a lot! Even if you don't think it's a match, give it a shot. Some of the best marriages I have ever seen, there wasn't an initial chemistry or attraction. My personal rule is that unless you feel that you will be in personal danger, say yes to a first date. I actually think you should say yes for three dates, but some people need baby steps ;)<br />
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But even though I have had more than my fair share of dates, I have only had 2 boyfriends. Yep, 2. I didn't even have my first boyfriend until I was 32. I just wasn't good at turning dates into something more.<br />
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When I got the opportunity to work with the LDS Matchmaker last year, I jumped at the chance. While all of her services have helped me, nothing even compares to the change I found from working with a dating coach.<br />
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I know a lot of you are asking "What the heck is a dating coach?". Basically, it's a therapist you work with on your dating and relationship issues. Her main goal is to figure out the road blocks so you can fall in love and find someone to spend your life with.<br />
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So why would anyone need a dating coach, especially me? For me, I like to buy self help books. Now let me clarify, I like to buy them. I don't really like to read them. I have a whole collection sitting on my bookshelf collecting dust, and the majority of them are about dating.<br />
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Books are great. I love the smell of them, the feel of the paper. These books are full of great advice and life changing information. The bad part about books? You aren't accountable to them. Books aren't scheduling weekly meetings with you, asking questions and really getting to the root of the problem. I needed more than a book.<br />
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Lauren (my dating coach) was exactly what I needed. She not only listened to what I had to say, she listened to what I DIN'T have to say. She figured out the true meaning behind my words, my insecurities. <br />
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And the best part, she called me out on my crap. Anytime I said something that sounded good, but wasn't what I really meant, she would call BS on me so fast it would make your head spin. <br />
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I am a bit of a strong personality (putting it mildly) and she had no problem stepping up to the plate. And I respected her for that.<br />
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Now don't get me wrong, she wasn't ever argumentative or abrasive. She is kind, funny and truly has the best intentions for her clients. She wants you to succeed!<br />
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I also had some of the most spiritual experiences during our sessions. We both shed many tears talking about our love for the gospel and knowing Heavenly Fathers unwavering love for me. She built my testimony in ways I had never imagined.<br />
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In our 13 sessions, she gave me weekly homework assignments. Challenges that pushed me out of my comfort zone and really helped me grow. She got me out of my own way from finding a truly meaningful relationship.<br />
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Last night was my last session with her, and it was incredibly bittersweet. I will miss my weekly chats with the woman who I now consider my dear friend. But much more than sadness, I left feeling nothing but hopeful. <br />
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In the next few months, I will be writing blog posts talking about some of the most life changing things I learned. I want nothing more than to help all of my single friends find love, and keep it forever.<br />
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But if you really want to change your life, set up a consultation with the LDS Matchmaker. What do you have to lose? :)<br />
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http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/<br />
<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-87439448902985477052015-12-15T11:33:00.000-08:002015-12-19T09:45:15.268-08:00Falling In Love, With Me<div class="MsoNormal">
In terms of self esteem, 2015 was a hard year for me. When I confessed this to friends, they found
it hard to believe. Yes it’s true, I
never seem to be lacking in self esteem, but after losing so much weight from
my gastric bypass surgery, I started to gain some of it back. People always want to know how it happened
and the simple answer is that I started eating sugar again. Anyone who tells you that fat makes you fat
is full of crap, sugar makes you fat. But
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I wasn’t prepared for the toll gaining some weight back
would take on my mind. I had gained back
a fraction of what I had lost, but I felt bigger than I had ever been. And worst of all, I felt completely
undesirable. My depression and anxiety
skyrocketed. I pulled back from most
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I had to remind myself that I needed to love myself exactly
as I was that moment. Not if I lost 20
pounds. I had to fall in love with me
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When the LDS Matchmaker presented me with their “Make It
Happen Package”, I never imagined what an impact it would have on my life! And one of the best parts was the
professional photo shoot.</div>
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We all know how much better you feel when you have your hair
and makeup done, and add to that some amazing photos by a fantastic
photographer and you have one happy Barbie
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My Dating Coach Lauren was also my stylist. She took me to a few different stores and
helped me put together some outfits. While
I can find you the perfect wedding dress, regular fashion just isn’t my
thing. I definitely needed her help. I also had a work trip to Chicago coming up
and these outfits went along perfectly!</div>
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The day of the shoot, the amazing Brittany Wilson did my
makeup (resident matchmaker and stylist).
She even put some fancy fake eyelashes on me which made my eyes look
incredible!</div>
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The photo shoot took place at the Salt Lake City Library,
hands down one of my favorite places downtown.
Sami Johnson (Matchmaker extraordinaire) was there to help with anything
I needed and to be my own personal cheerleader.
Seriously, every time I started having the thought “I probably look
awful”, out of nowhere she would shout
out “You are such a hottie!!”. It’s hard
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The photos were taking by the insanely talented MJ Morgan,
owner of “My Style Photography”. His
skill working with natural light makes my jaw drop, and to top it off, he’s an
incredibly nice guy. He’s mellow,
inviting and gives great direction to make you look your absolute best. He also didn’t mind when I gave him my input about
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Seeing in photos that even though I have
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<o:p>I am still working on getting my weight back to a more comfortable place for me, but in the meantime, I am falling in love with me again. And that's a really great thing :)</o:p></div>
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I can’t say enough good things about this experience. I honestly think everyone should do it! I use the photos for both business and personal (LOTS of online dating!).</div>
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Of course I recommend you set up an appointment and meet
with the LDS Matchmaker <a href="http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/">http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/</a>
to see what packages she recommends, it’s
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Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-85896329124042575482015-11-30T14:29:00.000-08:002015-11-30T14:29:55.811-08:00Just Because You're Single, Doesn't Mean You're BrokenBeing single is great. <br />
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Being single is hard.<br />
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Being single is empowering.<br />
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Being single is heartbreaking.<br />
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All of these statements about being single are accurate. Being single is not easy. It has it's perks as well as it's challenges, it's highs and it's lows.<br />
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But being single does not make you broken.<br />
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Being an LDS woman in her 30's who has never been married is not very common, well unless you live in Utah and then there are literally thousands of women in the same situation. But even with those thousands of other women, it is easy to feel alone, hopeless and constantly fighting the urge to adopt a large amount of cats and calling them your "babies". <br />
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You wonder if you will ever have children. You start to imagine that monthly your eggs make a mass exodus because they know there isn't any use sticking around anyway.<br />
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You dote on your nieces and nephews because A) They are adorable, B) May be as close as you ever get to having kids, and C) might be your only hope of family taking care of you when you are old and senile and not throwing you in a home.<br />
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Maybe these are all things only I think about, but I digress.....<br />
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It is so easy for us to see someone and know minimal facts about them and jump to a very simple conclusion (I know I have!). Single, 30's, something must be wrong with them.<br />
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Now don't get me wrong, there are a lot of strange people out there. There are some people that I have met and within 5 minutes I can say "Oh yea, that's totally why you're single". But in a land of probably 10,000 mid-singles, these strange ones are few and far between. <br />
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The vast majority of women (and men) are attractive, strong in the gospel, hard working and all around amazing people. They are not broken, or damaged because they aren't married.<br />
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You have to remember that Heavenly Father has different timelines for everyone.<br />
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I have met so many women, incredible women, who truly think they must be broken.<br />
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Please, I beg you, stop thinking this way!<br />
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Some of us are meant to marry later in life. Some of us aren't meant to marry at all. <br />
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Have faith in Heavenly Father's plan, including his timing.<br />
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And if you ever think you are broken because you are single, just remember Sherri Dew. She is 62 and has never been married. And I dare someone to call her broken ;)<br />
<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-70974842365415447962015-10-27T11:45:00.000-07:002015-10-27T11:45:03.211-07:00The Top 10 List<div class="MsoNormal">
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I have always been a very “all inclusive” dater, which I don’t
think is a particularly bad thing. My
rule has been, if someone asks me out (unless I feel physically in danger) I
will always say yes. I don’t really have
a “Type”, and I love to meet people from all different walks of life. The downside to this is I tend to be too inclusive. Time and time again I have let people into my
life, despite the red flags (and I mean giant, huge, spotlight on them, can’t
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So Lauren has been working on helping me figure out what
qualities in a man I really am looking for.
The entire process has been so eye opening for me and has really helped
me focus. My goal is to date with a
purpose and find the man I want to be with.</div>
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Now keep in mind, this does not mean “Oh he doesn’t have
everything I am looking for on my list, I won’t go out with him”. I still will say yes to all dates, but
instead of dating the guy who I shouldn’t be with for 3 months, it will help
remind me of what I truly want.</div>
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For most people, having a list is extremely helpful with
making sure you let the right guys in.
How many times have we heard someone say “He asked me out, but he’s
shorter than I am” or “He has red hair”.
These are things that shouldn’t be deal breakers at the beginning! Would you really want to turn away the love
of your life because they don’t fit every little detail from what you have
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This list isn’t set in stone, I can adjust things as they
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In the past two months, my list has been revised multiple times. Some things have been removed altogether, some new things added. I went on a date a few weeks ago with a man who was the most arrogant person I think I have ever met. I literally got home and revised my list, and "Humble" jumped up to #3.</div>
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Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-38984731468859584362015-10-12T11:06:00.000-07:002015-10-12T11:15:47.409-07:00In Defense of the Short GuyAttention ladies! There is a fully untapped resource in the dating market full of amazing guys! You just might have to look a little lower than you originally planned.<br />
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That's right, I'm talking about short guys.<br />
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Since moving to Utah, I have been amazed at how many attractive, funny, ambitious, spiritual guys I have met. To so many girls, they are un-dateable because they are under 5'10. And yes guys, most women consider anything under that height to be "short".<br />
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Here in the land of plenty, tall girls abound. I'm not exactly short at 5'8, and there are tons of girls that are taller than me, some even over 6 foot! They are also crazy beautiful.<br />
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Now in our fantasies about the man we marry, he will be taller than us. Tall enough that we can wear heels and he is still taller. This I have found is the equivalent to men wanting a woman with long hair, big boobs and a small waist. <br />
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Does this mean that the perfect person for them will have those features? No, no it does not! But it's so easy for us to pass by an amazing person because they don't meet an unrealistic expectation.<br />
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I can understand where women are coming from. Especially when you are already tall, it's sexy to be with a man who makes you feel tiny and feminine. I dated a guy who was 6'5 and I absolutely loved when he would wrap me in his arms and make me feel so safe. He was also a complete jerk. Not exactly worth it.<br />
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A perfect example is my dear friend Hilary. Hilary is 5'11. In the past, she had said she wouldn't even consider dating a guy unless he was at least 6 feet tall. Then she met Dan.<br />
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Dan is 5'8. A full 3 inches shorter than she is.<br />
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Dan is also intelligent, hard working, funny, kind, loyal and just about every amazing quality you could want. Oh, and super handsome, don't worry Hil, I'm not trying to hit on your man ;)<br />
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They were good friends for about a year before he admitted he had feelings for her. She decided to give it a shot. They have now been married for a little over a month!<br />
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I asked Hilary what changed her mind about dating a guy who was shorter than her and she said<br />
"I got to the point in my life where the other stuff like drive and niceness were higher on the list than height".<br />
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If a guy truly cares about you, the height difference won't bother him either. She said "He doesn't care. I have even asked him and he has no concern about it, which makes me totally comfortable too. He is manly. He doesn't have to be taller than me to be a manly man that can protect me."<br />
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They absolutely adore each other and he treats her like gold. Isn't that what we are all looking for?<br />
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There is only one piece of advice I have for the guys. I used to date a guy who was about 4 inches shorter than me. It never bothered me, until he went to hug me goodnight. Instead of putting his arms around my waist, he would put them around my neck. It totally made me feel like the guy and I hated it. Guys, don't do that.<br />
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So I ask you tall ladies, give the short guys a chance!<br />
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And like my dear aunt says, go ahead and date the shorter guy, because it doesn't matter when you're laying down ;)<br />
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-28829249130483964612015-09-01T17:53:00.000-07:002015-09-01T17:53:09.240-07:00The BlessingOn Saturday night around 11pm, I got the call that my father had passed away. This was not unexpected news, but never something you want to hear. <div>
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After dinner, we and some other friends were sitting on the couch chatting. At one point while everyone was talking to each other, he looks over at me and whispers "Do you need a blessing?".</div>
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My first reaction was "No, I'm ok". Blessings are not something that I grew up with much access too and they are very difficult for me to ask for. But as soon as the word no came out of my mouth, I regretted it. What other opportunity was I going to have to get a blessing from a priesthood holder who I loved and trusted, and who clearly knew I needed it? I said yes.</div>
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We went into a room and he gave me a blessing of comfort. To be honest, I don't even remember what he said, but I do remember the undeniable feeling of love as he laid his hands on my head. My fog instantly lifted. I was ready to face the challenges the next few weeks would bring.</div>
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When we went back into the room with our friends, he stood there a moment and then looked at someone else and asked her out of the blue, "Do you need a blessing?". She looked shocked, but then realized, she needed a blessing so badly. This woman had never said a word that she was struggling and needed some comfort. He just knew.</div>
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They came back a few minutes later with tear stained faces.</div>
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Then he looked at another friend and also asked her, "Do you need a blessing?". She nodded and they went.</div>
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This friend had a flight to catch, but he took the time to listen to the spirit and follow his prompting to give us each a blessing.</div>
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Three strong, independent women, with no family in Salt Lake City, who didn't even know how desperately we needed to feel the love of our Heavenly Father at that moment.</div>
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Why am I writing a blog post about something so personal? Because thinking back to the feelings of that day, it made me almost heartsick to realize that feeling was so rare for me, and I think for so many other single women. </div>
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So I am directing this post at my wonderful single LDS men. I beg you. Do what you need to in your life so that you are worthy and able to give a blessing anytime, anywhere. Be in tune with the Spirit. Follow the promptings.</div>
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Do your home teaching. <u><b>And visit them at their house, not the church</b></u>. Insist on it. How are you going to be aware of things I need help with if you don't even know where I live? Be their friend. Be proactive. My past home teachers got me active in the church again and taught me more about the Gospel then I ever could have imagined. And it happened because they truly cared for me, not just as a number for quotas.</div>
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So many of the single women I know have grown to be so independent, the main thing they truly need in their lives is good, worthy Priesthood holders. We need them desperately.</div>
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To my amazing single LDS women. Ask for help! Say yes when they offer. We need these men, we need to make sure they know our appreciation. We can't do everything on our own, and we aren't supposed to. </div>
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I have met so many amazing men and women since moving to Utah. If we all take another step up, open ourselves up to the blessings just waiting for us, imagine the wonderful things that could happen!</div>
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Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-64253298078794240372015-08-26T20:48:00.000-07:002015-08-26T21:02:53.544-07:00If I'm Doing This, You're All Coming With Me.....It has officially begun.<br />
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I have been a little surprised by the amount of people who read my blog post (almost 1000 so far!) last week about my new dating challenge. And it has been amazing to see all the love and support that everyone has been sending! I have had people stop me at every turn wishing me luck, asking for more information, and telling me how excited they are to read about it.<br />
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One comment that has been coming up a lot is, most people are surprised I am willing to be so open about my dating life and struggles. I try to be a fairly open person, so this doesn't seem any different to me. I don't think I am going through anything that thousands of other people aren't going through right now as well. If reading about my journey (did you know I hate when people use the word "journey"? Story for another time, but sadly, there wasn't a better word for me to use) helps even one person, then it is worth it for me.<br />
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So yes, I will be pretty open about all of this. I will tell you the good, the bad, and the ugly about dating. Hopefully it at least makes you smile :)<br />
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Last week, I had my first official meeting with my dating coach Lauren. Her main goal is to work with her clients about what is holding them back from being in a successful relationship. The LDS Matchmaker has a lot of success stories, and it isn't just because they introduce you to great people (Which they do. Seriously, quality people), but that they want you to be in a loving, healthy and successful relationship. By working with their entire staff, and in particular a dating coach, you can learn and grow into a truly dateable person!<br />
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I showed up for my appointment with Lauren and was a little taken aback. Lauren is hot. She's not just pretty, she's hot. And that can be intimidating to any woman. Thankfully, she is also warm, inviting, and truly wants to help you succeed in relationships.<br />
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So what is a dating coach you ask? Essentially, it's like having your own personal dating therapist. Except not the kind of therapist that sits there and listens while you whine about being single and says things like "And how does that make you feel?". She's the kind who asks you what it is you are looking for and she makes a game plan, heck, she even gives me homework!<br />
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I got lots of amazing information during our meeting (don't worry, I'll go into more detail about them in future blog posts), but I want to share with you the one that made the most impact on me. She had me tell her what my main priorities were in my life, and then put them in order. Mine came out like this;<br />
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Work<br />
Self Improvement (broken into sub categories)<br />
Financial<br />
Spirituality<br />
Appearance/Weight<br />
Health/Diet<br />
Marriage<br />
Social Life<br />
Community<br />
Family<br />
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Then she asked me to take the next week and figure out how much time per week I was devoting to each of these priorities. The next step, was to figure out how much money I am putting towards each of these.<br />
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This was an awesome way to show if I was truly committed to improving, or just talking about it. It made me sit down and really figure out if something is my #2 priority, why is it getting the least amount of my time and attention? It made me readjust my mindset in a really positive way.<br />
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I left my first meeting with her feeling more hopeful and excited about dating than I had in years! I wanted to improve myself and meet that special someone, and now I had help to do it!<br />
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*I want to address the main comment I get over and over again when people ask me about the LDS Matchmaker, "but it seems so expensive". That is a completely valid point. Her services are not Wal-Mart prices, but neither is the quality. Sure, you can buy every self help dating book on the market, and they have some really great information in them. What I love about this program is that it holds you accountable. A book can get put on a shelf and easily forgotten, but when you work with the team, they will not be forgotten (I dare you to try, they will find you). You are making a commitment to improving yourself and they are worth the cost and effort!*<br />
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If you are ready for more information about the LDS Matchmaker and her team, you can visit her website at <a href="http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/">http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/</a> or ask me for more information :)<br />
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-36280466769893139202015-08-13T22:34:00.000-07:002015-08-13T22:34:00.589-07:00The New ChallengeAs you all know, in 2015 I gave myself a challenge to go on 100 dates. I am proud to say that I accomplished this goal! And then I went into dating hibernation for six months....<br />
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People asked me what the main thing was that I learned from my challenge. The honest answer is; I'm not very good at dating.<br />
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About a month ago, I decided I was ready for a new dating challenge. I had also started working on my off time with Amy Stevens (aka the LDS Matchmaker) helping her host events. At lunch one day, I asked her if she would be interested in helping me. I decided that my new dating challenge would be focused on online dating. Amy happens to have a package directed specifically at helping you with online dating. I proposed that during my three month challenge, I would follow all of her guidelines and then blog about what worked and what didn't. She agreed.<br />
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Later on at lunch, she got a smile on her face and said she had an even better idea. They were introducing a brand new package and she wondered if I would be interested in trying that instead. An all inclusive package with the countries leading Mormon matchmaker?? Heck yes I was interested!!<br />
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And I am now happy to introduce you to the LDS Matchmakers "Make It Happen Package". Also known as "Barbie Needs Serious Dating Help" blog, or "I Don't Want to Adopt A Bunch of Cats and Name Them What I Was Going to Name My Unborn Children" blog. Take your pick ;)<br />
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What exactly does this package entail? Well let me explain.<br />
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A 13 week comprehensive dating plan that includes;<br />
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*13 weekly customized sessions with a dating coach where they will focus on;<br />
Gender Intelligence<br />
Flirting Techniques<br />
Online Dating<br />
Relationship Advice<br />
Practice Dates<br />
Confidence Building and More!<br />
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*5 hours with an Image Adviser for personal styling/makeover.<br />
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*Online profile created by a professional writer.<br />
2 bonus sessions for online dating success<br />
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*Professional photos coordinated by the TLM Team<br />
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*8 weeks of their Online Dating Concierge and Matchmaking Services<br />
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Now a lot of people have told me that I don't need all of this. Some of my friends have even flat out laughed at this (in a loving way) *cough cough Meghan cough cough*. But scoff if you will. I want a real relationship that will lead to marriage, and clearly I'm not doing so great on my own.<br />
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Why else does this program appeal to me? I work a lot. I have no complaints about that, my job is my life's passion and I wouldn't trade it for anything. But due to the nature of my job, I literally only meet women all day, every day. On the rare occasion a man comes into the store, he is either; the fiance, the married dad or the gay best friend. Not exactly my best options.<br />
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As for church, I made the decision earlier this year to attend a family ward. While this has done wonderful things for my spirituality, it hasn't really given me any options for dating. Most of my Sundays are filled with me thinking "Oh he's cute. Nope, wedding ring." "He's cute too. Married, 5 kids". "He's cute too. Crap, senior in high school. Turn down the cougar Barbie".<br />
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Time for some exciting changes! I hope you are all as excited for this dating journey as I am. I will try to blog every week, and include some old and new dating stories. And who knows, maybe this next year will have a special happily ever after :)<br />
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And if you are interested in more information about any of the LDS Matchmakers services, visit her website <a href="http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/">http://www.theldsmatchmaker.com/</a> or ask me for details.<br />
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-77982884080172775442015-07-26T23:42:00.001-07:002015-07-26T23:54:26.110-07:00Am I the Only One Who Feels This Way?Moving to Utah has quite possibly been the best decision I have ever made (next to coming back to church). Granted, I came here kicking and screaming, and it took me at least a year to realize it was a good thing (kind of like coming back to church). The only thing I still have a hard time with is: Utah's Singles Scene.<br />
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I loved my social life in Colorado. When I came back to church, I went straight into a YSA ward. I made some incredible friends, and then branched into other wards and met more incredible people. There weren't any mid-singles wards there, so they let me stay almost an extra 2 years in the YSA ward (have I mentioned how incredible the church leadership was?? I can't say enough great things about them)<br />
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When I moved here, I was really excited to try a mid-singles ward. Remember when I said the first ward I went to, the foyer was full of women who were knitting and there were so many, some of them were sitting on the floor? I wasn't kidding.... I gave the ward 6 weeks, but still wasn't comfortable. I wasn't really connecting with anyone, and I was really trying.<br />
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So I tried another ward. From the first day, it felt better. The problem was, it was HUGE! It had over 800 people there. That isn't a typo. 800 people. I knew this was the ward I wanted to be in, so I went to the new member meeting and had my records transferred. I also met the counselors and set up and appointment with the Bishop and asked for a calling (I firmly believe you should set up an appointment with your Bishop as soon as you move into a ward and ask for a calling. It makes all the difference).<br />
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There were things I liked about this ward, the eye candy was a definite bonus! But after 2 years, in a room of 800 people, I constantly felt invisible and alone. I had to make so much effort just to talk to people, and then (because of how big the ward was) I would never run into them again so no real connection was made. The Bishopric was wonderful and did the very best they could, but I never got the community feeling I was so desperately craving.<br />
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The activities were a whole different matter. They weren't well attended (maybe 10% of the ward would come). And anyone who knows me knows that I am like fly paper for strange people. They would make a beeline for me and then talk to me about how they think gasoline in Utah has a different octane than the East coast and how the pricing is different (true story). I want to be friends with everyone, but when it comes to dating, those weren't the kind of guys I wanted to meet.<br />
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I also started getting invited to a lot of parties, most of which in what I call "The Jordans" (South, West Jordan etc). I went to a few and met some cool people, but it seemed like they were full of people who had very different priorities than I did. I have never seen so many waxed chests, sparkle butt jeans (and this was on the guys!), Ed Hardy shirts/hats and implants. All anyone seemed to talk about was how many hours a day they went to the gym and how much they enjoyed their play time when their kids were with their ex's. I am not saying any of that is wrong, I am just saying its not what I am into. Except the sparkle butt jeans on guys, no one should be into that.<br />
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Or when I did go to parties, people would come with a group, socialize with only them, and then leave with that same group. Breaking into one of their little circles was difficult, and frankly I just don't have the energy anymore.<br />
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Apparently I am not the only one who felt this way. My friend Jeremy wrote a blog piece about his, and others experiences in the mid singles scene. It was so great to know I wasn't the only one who felt that way! You can ready it here;<br />
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I am the first to admit, I probably didn't put as much effort into the social scene as I should. My career is my passion and main focus, and so many days they last thing I wanted to do was go to another party where the chances were slim that I was going to meet anyone with a real connection. I started learning that I valued small groups with people I truly enjoyed, doing things as simple as watching a movie. The "Party Scene" was slowly becoming a thing of the past for me. I want/wanted more. I wanted to meet someone, have a real connection, fall in love. I didn't want to go to endless parties anymore.<br />
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While it exhausted me to the point I thought I might just become a nun, I am so glad I did my 100 date challenge. I met some really great guys, but nothing long lasting. Lots of first dates, no spark, dull conversation (why is it Mormons can't seem to find anything to talk about on dates besides; missions, family, where they grew up and how many kids they want?? But that's a blog for another time).<br />
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I did a lot of soul searching, and after two years at the mid-singles ward, I knew I was ready for a change. I made the decision to attend the family ward and it has blessed me in so many different ways than I ever imagined. But after two months, I realized I was meeting zero single people. So what to do? I tried going to activities, but the same problems were there. Should I just lean into it and get a bunch of cats and name them all the names I planned for my future children??<br />
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In came the LDS Matchmaker. I heard about Amy Stevens when I first came to town and almost couldn't believe there was someone in that line of work. I followed the company for a few years and each time I went to a fireside etc, I was more and more impressed. I desperately missed the social life of my past, but was so tired of putting effort into activities where I felt more defeated after they were done. I decided to approach Amy about working with her company, in any way I could. Not necessarily to find myself a man (although it would be a bonus), but to get back into something I loved so much, helping other people connect.<br />
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It turned out that when I approached her, she was looking into creating a recruiting team who would help run events and find new clientele, something that is right up my alley! After my first meeting with her team, I knew it was an answer to a prayer. My job at LatterDay Bride is always my first priority, but this is something I loved so much too and was happy to put my small amount of free time towards.<br />
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A few weeks ago, she had me help her with her event "Mystery Match". I helped promote it, and the day of, helped her with anything she needed. The first part of the evening was dinner at Tucanos. There were three long tables with about 10 people seated at each. The thing I couldn't get over was how everyone there was attractive. Now when I say that, I don't mean everyone was freaking hot! I mean, every person there, men and women, were attractive and well dressed. When I sat down, everyone (both men and women) were well spoken, excited to talk and get to know one another, and interesting. Everyone there genuinely wanted to meet people. This was such an extreme difference to what I was used to at activities or parties I had attended previously. <br />
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We then broke people up into three different groups and had them head to the Mystery Escape Room. This gave them a chance to socialize with people they hadn't met at dinner. It also gave them a great way to interact, that wasn't just sitting at a table. I got to be in the control room and watch everything that was happening in each room, which was a blast!<br />
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The evening ended with a dessert and mingle where we also gave awards for the evening. Sitting and talking with Amy after everything was over, I couldn't help but go on and on about how impressed I was. Every single person was great. No weird, creepy guy trapping you in the corner to talk about his next outfit for ComicCon. No overly flirtatious women who marked their territory with every guy and would glare at you when you talked with them. Just good, quality people, wanting to have fun and meet someone special. It was beyond refreshing. I literally would have said yes to going out with every single guy that was there if they asked.<br />
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So why was it so different? For one thing, it cost money to go to. It was $100 per person. At first, my eyebrows definitely went up on that one. But if you break it down, it's a perfectly reasonable price. Dinner at Tucanos is $25 each. The Mystery Escape Room is between $30 and $40 each. And every person that came to the event was pre-screened and selected by Amy and her team (who are all freaking amazing by the way). Not everyone who applied was invited to the event. Now that isn't to automatically say it's because they were creepers, it's because the event was designed specifically for people with similar mind sets, goals and personalities. They chose the people who would connect best!<br />
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So has this turned into an advertisement for the LDS Matchmaker? Yes, but that wasn't my intention. I know there are so many people out there who are in the same situation that I am. People who are past the point where every weekend is full of singles parties. Where they have a career that they take pride in. That they are genuinely looking for the person they want to marry and move onto that next step in life. That if they are going to take any of their precious free time, they want it to be a fun and wonderful experience that makes them feel excited for the possibilities to come. <br />
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After this event, I literally wanted to yell it from the rooftops "SINGLES!!! I have found what we have all been searching for!!! Join me!!!".<br />
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I can't wait for more events. I can't wait to help people find love. I can't wait to find love for myself.<br />
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Of course, this isn't going to be what works best for everyone, and that is totally ok. But I want people to know there are other options out there!<br />
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But if it isn't your thing, that's ok too. Go get your chest waxed and we can grab dinner and you can tell me all about it ;)<br />
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Love,<br />
Barbie<br />
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-51864679374014226752015-07-09T21:12:00.003-07:002015-07-09T21:12:46.521-07:0035 in 35 ChallengeYep, I must be bored again because I am giving myself a new challenge!<br />
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This week I turned 35. Because I have loved my thirties to much (no sarcasm, I really have loved it!), I decided to do a really fun challenge to make this year even more memorable.<br />
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I have decided to do 35 things in my 35th year!<br />
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Because some activities might present themselves before others, my list is longer than 35 items, that way I can take advantage of what comes my way :)<br />
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So here is the list! If you have any suggestions, or want to join me for any of these, just let me know.<br />
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1. Sumo wrestling<br />
2. Walk on coals<br />
3. Host a dinner party and cook everything<br />
4. Learn a trick shot in pool<br />
5. Touch my toes<br />
6. Belly dancing lessons<br />
7. Sign up to be a Bone Marrow donor<br />
8. Go on a ride along with a cop<br />
9. Swim in the great salt lake<br />
10. Indoor skydiving<br />
11. Go to the temple 35 times<br />
12. Attend a picture painting class<br />
13. Go to a drag show<br />
14. Learn to play a song on the banjo<br />
15. Inhale helium<br />
16. Inhale sulfur hexaflouride (it has the opposite reaction of helium)<br />
17. Go to every temple in Utah<br />
18. Snowshoeing<br />
19. Hold condom out the car window (I know this sounds weird. Watch this video to know what I'm talking about <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jabplD_idk">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jabplD_idk</a>)<br />
20. Milk a goat<br />
21. Go kayaking<br />
22. Eat a chocolate covered grasshopper<br />
23. Have my palm read<br />
24. Make homemade bread<br />
25. Ride on a train<br />
26. Go paint-balling<br />
27. Learn to make balloon animals<br />
28. Read one book a month<br />
29. Go on a star gazing tour in Bryce canyon<br />
30. Take a glass blowing class<br />
31. Learn to make sushi<br />
32. Go on the clear walkway at the Grand Canyon<br />
33. Go ice fishing<br />
34. Learn to twirl a baton<br />
35. Read the Book of Mormon, D&C and Pearl of Great Price<br />
36. Hike the Y<br />
37. Learn to fly fish<br />
38. Have a picnic on a street median<br />
39. Go to a bluegrass festival<br />
40. Take voice lessons<br />
41. Have tea at the Grand America<br />
42. Tour the Salt Lake City Cemetery<br />
43. Ride a ski lift<br />
44. Learn to play volleyball<br />
45. Ride a bike<br />
46. Break a board with my hand<br />
47. Run 1 mile<br />
48. Go to a batting cage<br />
49. Yell compliments to strangers from the car<br />
50. Paint pottery<br />
51. Film a reality ghost hunter show<br />
52. Go to the airport and watch missionary homecomings<br />
53. Hold a sloth<br />
54. Swim the crater in Midway<br />
55. Do 100 temple ordinances<br />
56. Learn to do origami<br />
57. Take photos on a Sinclair dinosaur<br />
58. Attend a hot air balloon festival<br />
59. Meditate at the pyramid<br />
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Yes, some of these are weird. But let's be honest, would you really expect anything less from me? ;)<br />
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Here's to an exciting year!!!Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-20290172286366037312015-05-18T23:26:00.000-07:002015-05-18T23:26:20.975-07:00Things No One Tells You About Moving to Utah<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ok, so maybe this shouldn’t have been too far fetched for me since I am from Colorado, but I was shocked at the sheer numbers of men who considered it a deal breaker that this wasn’t one of my hobbies. If that’s something you love, more power to you, but if I’m going to fall down a hill and die, I want to do it for free.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I honestly don’t think I had ever heard the word “Inversion” before moving to Utah. Roughly defined, it is the dark pit of smog and unhappiness that will fall over an entire city for an entire month, normally between January and February. You will rarely see the sun, and a cloud will rest over the valley, trapping under it massive amounts of pollution. It gets so thick, you can practically taste it. The only escape is driving into the mountains for a day, and you can literally see the sky open up. Either that or……</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">They are just a wee bit intense. I’ll leave it at that.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I think this is probably the biggest misconception about Utah. Most people I talk to assume the entire state is Mormons (I’m a Mormon, and the idea of being around other Mormons all the time was not appealing to me). Salt Lake City is actually a very culturally diverse place. Less than 50% of the population is LDS. Granted it is still the most populated religion here, it was nothing like what I expected. I have met people from pretty much every religion I can think of.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Now before you get all worked up about it, this is not something that bothers me in the least. I don’t care if people are gay or straight. My personal philosophy is “As long as you aren’t trying to have sex with me, I don’t care who you are having sex with”. But when I moved here I was surprised at how many people there were in the LGBT community. I read once that SLC is second in gay population to San Francisco. While I already don’t have the best gay-dar, this makes it particularly difficult to figure out who to flirt with.</span></div>
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<br />Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-25638005501132802502015-05-08T09:53:00.001-07:002015-05-08T09:55:49.013-07:00Everyone Needs to Calm the Crap Down<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Are you a guy in your late thirties, who lives with his parents, works a minimum wage job and has no desire to better himself in any way? Do you really think a woman who has a masters degree, owns her own business and home is going to be attracted to you? (This example comes from a real date I went on where the guy complained to me about exactly this).</span></div>
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Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-51829070767004105852015-02-18T21:24:00.000-08:002015-02-18T21:24:34.224-08:00100 Date Challenge - Mission Accomplished!I did it, I can't believe I actually accomplished my goal of going on 100 dates in a year. More than once I wanted to quit and swear off dating forever. But I persevered, and I was victorious. <br />
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Wow, that sounded a little dramatic, but I did make my goal, and that was pretty cool.<br />
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The main question I keep getting from people is "Did you find the one?". The answer is no.....kind of.....<br />
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More on that in another post....<br />
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The most frustrating thing about the entire experience? Having to explain to everyone (seriously, all the freaking time) that the challenge was 100 dates, not 100 men. Over, and over and over again.<br />
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I learned so much during my challenge, about men, but mostly about myself. More on both of those in another post.<br />
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Would I have changed anything about the challenge? Yes. I would have made the goal 50 instead of 100. It was exhausting.<br />
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So for this post, here is a basic breakdown on my dates. I tried to keep the best records I could, but don't yell at me if the numbers aren't exact.<br />
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Guys I only went on 1 date with - 37<br />
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Guys I went on 2 dates with - 7<br />
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Guys I went on 3 dates with - 3<br />
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Guys I went on 4 dates with - 3<br />
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Guys I went on 10 or more dates with - 2<br />
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How many were guys I met on Tinder - 21<br />
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How many were guys I met at church - 12<br />
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How many guys where we were set up by a mutual friend - 4<br />
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How many guys I went out with from eHarmony - 1<br />
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How many were guys I met on Facebook - 7<br />
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How many were guys I met at a singles activity - 3<br />
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Guys I wish asked me out on a second date, but didn't - 9<br />
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How many guys I kissed - Yea right, like I am going to tell you that (an extremely small percentage by the way)<br />
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Don't worry, there are so many future blog posts coming with more details, crazy stories and more!<br />
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Love, BarbieBarbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-30025423973941361882014-12-02T12:12:00.001-08:002014-12-02T12:12:44.125-08:00My Date with an Old Guy<div style="text-align: center;">
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Dates Accomplished - 93, so close to my goal!!!<br />
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Out of all the dates I have been on this year, the one that everyone wants to talk about is "the date with the old guy".<br />
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I have always had a joke that my dream man would be rich with heart problems. So when I announced to my friends that I had a date with a senior citizen, I wasn't surprised when the first question most of them asked was "Is he rich?"<br />
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For the record, I don't call him the old guy. His name is David :)<br />
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I was invited to a Speed Dating event earlier this year down in Pleasant Grove. After meeting a few guys, I noticed the next person up to meet me was a handsome older gentleman who I assumed was in his early sixties. He introduced himself and we began talking. It turned out that he is an actor and is very involved in the theater and opera community, and I just happen to love the opera. It was so refreshing to talk to him because we discussed different things than I normally don't get to. Opera is one of my favorite things, but I always have a hard time finding people, especially men, who are interested in it at all.<br />
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Our few minutes of chatting ended quickly. He gave me his card (yes, he had a card with him, that even had his photo on it, which was a little quirky, but definitely made me remember him) and he asked if he could take me to the opera sometime. My favorite part about David was that he was very open and aware of our age difference. He even mentioned before asking me out, something along the lines of "I know you wouldn't be interested in anything romantic, but I would love to have your company at the opera". Smooth. I couldn't help but say yes.<br />
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So let me explain something about myself. I learned a long time ago that if you set up too many boundaries for yourself on the people you allow into your life, you end up missing so many great experiences and opportunities to learn so much about yourself. That being said, when I started out my goal of 100 dates, I decided that the only time I would turn down someone was if I felt in danger. I stopped putting limits on age, height, race, weight, even religion. I was looking for a connection with someone, and would see where it went from there.<br />
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When I got home, I sent him a Facebook friend request. <br />
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**Want to know a great secret to networking and building your social circle? After every party, social event, even church, remember at least 3 people you met and go home and send them a FB request within 12 hours. Seriously, you will get to know hundreds of people before you know it and will meet some amazing people!**<br />
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One thing I need to work on is allowing men to ask me out on the phone. My work can be quite chaotic and I am not near my phone a lot. Not to mention that it can take me days or even weeks to check my voicemail. Texting is always the best way to get a hold of me. I have been very surprised and the number of men who have tried to ask me out by phone and were very bothered by me only communicating by text. It's an old fashioned gesture and I really need to work on being more available that way. David was one of these guys who always tried to call first, a much appreciated thing.<br />
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With our busy schedules, it took some time for us to meet up. He invited me to be his guest to "The Abduction from the Seraglio" by Mozart, a German opera I had never been to.<br />
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Unfortunately the night we were going, I had to come straight from work, so there wasn't time for dinner beforehand. I met David in the lobby of the theater. He looked handsome in his suit and has a killer smile. He offered me his arm (another smooth move that I wish men would do more often) and took me to the balcony where we had some amazing seats. Conversation never lacked with David. He knew how to ask questions, listen and not overpower a conversation. And he didn't ask me how many kids I want, so tired of getting asked that on a first date!<br />
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During intermission, he took me to the top floor rehearsal studio where there was a VIP reception. They even had displays of some original costumes. I was in cultural geek heaven!<br />
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It was during intermission that somehow his age came up. I assumed he was around 65. It turned out he was 73, he looks good for his age. It was a bit of a shock to realize he was my dads age, and I have an old dad ;) It turned out he had served his mission in Germany, where my dad did, at the same time. They didn't know each other, but all of a sudden our age difference was very obvious to me.<br />
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After the show, he took me downstairs and showed me some of the dressing areas and makeup rooms. I have never gotten to go to that area before and I loved seeing behind the scenes. He insisted on walking me to my car (yep another totally smooth move) and I gave him a hug.<br />
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All in all, a delightful date. Nothing creepy. Nothing weird. Just two people who have some of the same interests getting to know each other.<br />
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No, there wasn't a romantic spark for me. Yes, the age difference is probably the main factor I didn't see it going anywhere.<br />
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I love older men. 10 years older is great. 20 years older is fine. 30 years older is pushing it. 40 years older just isn't going to work......unless he's rich ;)Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-90374740985624473432014-09-29T14:31:00.001-07:002014-09-29T14:31:48.645-07:00Priesthood Session – Positive Protest<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
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<i>*First let me clarify.
This has absolutely nothing to do with the group “Ordain Women”. I have no opinions on their organization one
way or another. I believe that everyone
has a right to their own opinion and I will not tolerate bashing of my viewpoints
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I love men. I
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Sometimes men in the church get a bad rap. This cartoon I saw sums it up pretty much
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They do a lot, and sometimes don’t get the praise they
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This Saturday after Priesthood Session, I will be standing outside
the Conference Center, holding signs that encourage these wonderful men. I want to get as many women to join me as
possible (since I’m single, I would love to see all my single ladies with me!)
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Here are some ideas for signs;</div>
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“Free hugs for single priesthood holders” (I will have one
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Give them Heaven!</div>
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We love our priesthood holders</div>
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Those are just some ideas, I’m sure you can all come up with
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Don’t live in Salt Lake City? Take a photo holding your sign and change
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Strong priesthood holders kept me tied to the church while I
was inactive. Great missionaries brought
me back to the church. Incredible home
teachers kept me active and helped my testimony grow. I can’t even imagine what my life would be
like without these wonderful men!</div>
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Let’s let these wonderful men know how much we care!</div>
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Love Always, </div>
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Barbieannlovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01619025450981748340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646738790769902651.post-56511252109968566412014-06-19T13:19:00.003-07:002014-06-19T13:19:37.053-07:00The Truth About an LDS Disciplinary Council<div class="MsoNormal">
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The Truth About an LDS Disciplinary Council</div>
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I haven’t talked much to people about the “Ordain Women”
movement happening out here in Utah.
Mostly because, I honestly haven’t cared much about it. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. It happens to not be the same as mine, so I
won’t be joining their group. But that’s
the extent of it for me.</div>
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Then I saw an interview this morning that really hit a
nerve. All day, I couldn't shake the
horrible feeling it left me with. I've
put a lot of thought and prayer into it and decided that I would write a blog
post about my experiences, in the hopes that maybe, it just might help people
see things in a different light.</div>
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So here goes……</div>
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I have been through a disciplinary council. It was not for apostasy. I had issues that I had to deal with. That is all the information I will give on
the details for the council.</div>
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The reason behind the council is not the purpose of this
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I feel that it is incredibly important that people hear what
it is like to go though a disciplinary council, especially from someone who is
still a member of the church. Most of
the things I have heard about this subject, or even excommunication, are from
people who have since left the church, and have nothing but hurtful things to
say. I want to give a different point of
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In the interview I saw today, she threw out buzz words like;
Ambush, Abusive and Violent. </div>
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These three
words rattled around in my head all day after that. I couldn't stop thinking about them. Just the thought of it affected me deeply.</div>
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Those words could not be further from the truth of what it
is really like.</div>
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I was in my late 20’s and was attending a YSA singles
ward. I had been inactive for around 15
years of my life, approximately from the ages of 11 to 26. I never had any hard feelings towards the
church during that time, in fact I very much respected all that it stood for
and the people I had known throughout my life.
It just wasn't something I wanted to participate in at the time. It was as simple as that.</div>
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When I made the decision to come back to the church, it wasn't
an overnight change. It took me a few
years to come back to full activity.
There were so many times I took three steps forward, and ten steps back. I knew the church was true, but changing an
entire lifestyle was challenging.</div>
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I met regularly with my Bishop. He knew what was going on in my life. He knew the struggles I had, and he was there
to help me, even when I pushed the help away.</div>
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During one of our meetings, it was clear that I was ready to
come back fully. He informed me that
because of the choices I had made in the past, and some in the really recent
past, that I would need to go through a disciplinary council. We set up a time the following week and he
informed me that I would be receiving an official letter from church
headquarters regarding it.</div>
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The letter is something standard that anyone who is asked to
attend a disciplinary council will receive.
It confirms the date and time of the meeting and reviews that the end
result could possibly be excommunication.</div>
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I don’t think I have my letter anymore, I wish I had kept
it. I do remember when reading it, it
was not hurtful in any way. </div>
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On the night of the meeting, I arrived at the church and
waited outside the Bishops office. They
specifically chose a time when the church would be completely empty. When someone has a situation like this, the
members privacy is extremely important to the Bishopric. </div>
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I was asked to join their meeting (they arrived early to
pray and prepare). In the room was my Bishop,
his counselors, secretary and his executive secretary.
The executive secretary was there to take notes.
I knew all of these men and was never uncomfortable.</div>
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We started the meeting with a prayer. Then the Bishop talked to me about why we
were there, about the choices that I made and which direction I wanted to
take. There was never any accusations,
or anything that made me feel like I was on display. It was more like a conversation. The counselors could ask questions if they
chose to. Numerous times I was told how
much I was loved by them and what a strength I was to the ward.</div>
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The Bishop and I talked about the real possibility that I
could be excommunicated that night. The
choices I had made in my past were not light.
The thought of this terrified me.
Could I really handle it? Would I
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If the decision was made that I would be excommunicated, I
would have to wait one year before having the opportunity to be baptized again. Could I make it through that time? Or would I drift farther away?</div>
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Once I answered all of the questions, I was asked to sit in
the hall outside of the Bishops office so they could pray and discuss the
situation.</div>
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I was alone in a large, empty church building. The only lights on were in that foyer, and on
the painting of Christ when you first walk in the door. </div>
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I was so scared.</div>
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I sat down on a folding chair in the hall, bowed my head,
and prayed. I prayed for the strength to
be able to handle whatever the outcome was.
I prayed to know what direction Heavenly Father wanted me to go.</div>
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My experience in that hallway is one I will never
forget. It is the most sacred spiritual
experience of my life, I never knew it was possible to feel that loved and cared for.</div>
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I know that my spirit was not the only one in the
hallway that night. And the experiences of
that prayer confirmed my testimony of the church, without a doubt. I can never deny that.</div>
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After what felt like hours, I was invited back into the
office. </div>
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I looked at the loving faces of those men. I saw the wet spots on the collar of their
suits, where the tears rolled down their cheeks and landed. I saw their puffy red eyes, so full of love
toward me. The spirit was so strong in
this room, it was overwhelming.</div>
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The decision had been made.
I was not to be excommunicated.
This was not a decision made by men.
I know with certainty that this
outcome was directed by the Savior. I
have no doubt in my mind.</div>
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Instead, I was put on a one year probation, I was disfellowshiped. I was encouraged to come to church and all
activities. During that time, I could
not partake of the sacrament, receive a calling, or give a prayer or a talk at
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I truly believe that we must have things removed from our
life for us to appreciate them. </div>
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I turned and gave each of these men a long hug. It was impossible to not feel the love they
each had for me. I was told by each the
love and respect they had for me.</div>
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Then my Bishop gave me a Priesthood Blessing. A blessing that he was worthy to give. A blessing that confirmed all of the events
of that night. A blessing that made me
feel so much love.</div>
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These wonderful, humble men.
Men of God. Men who aren't
perfect, but love the Savior and the church. Men who have strong testimonies of the truth.
These men who are examples to me everyday of what a good husband should
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My disciplinary council was something that was necessary for
me to go through. Thinking back on it
actually strengthens my testimony, and I am thankful for it.</div>
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I am not a perfect person, far from it. I still make mistakes, and I am so thankful for the atonement.</div>
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I know the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is
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It is my truth. It is
my strength. It is my foundation.<br />
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Sending love to all - Barbie</div>
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