Henry Crawford, let me be, keep your pelvis far from me

I am skipping ahead to something I wrote last night.  This was something weighing on my heart that I wanted to share with all of you....being my Mom.  Hi, Mom.

Know your own happiness.  Want for nothing but patience – or give it a more fascinating name: call it hope. –Sense and Sensibility

Unicorns, Loch Ness, Fairies, Chupacabra, and Male Virgins...are they real?  I’ve heard rumors that they exist, but I’ve never seen one. 

A wise friend once said to me, “I like my men like I like my Olive Oil…Extra Virgin” Can he be found at Wal-Mart?  Or is he only found at the Health Food Store?  Just point me in the right direction.  Aisle 5? 

 Innocence has become a rarity in my lifetime.  Virgins are treated like a ridiculous ticking time bomb waiting to burst.  We won’t make it till marriage; it is just a matter of time.  And for the most part society is correct.  We make these promises when we are young before temptation really hits.  Are we really that weak of a species?  We simply can’t wait. 

I reject the acceptance that sex is just expected whilst dating.  When did this become the norm?  Or has it always been so and it wasn’t discussed as openly as it is now?  We are a world of drive thru Fast Food, Sex on the 3^rd date, download album now instant gratification.  Of which there will never be an end.  With each generation we just spiral further downward.  I feel like Katniss in the Hunger Games, never wanting to have kids so she doesn’t have to subject them to this disintegrating world.  Her world was poverty and dictatorship, our’s is a sex-crazed society, but you smell what I’m stepping in.  Why is waiting such a bad thing?  Almost a bad word?  In While You Were Sleeping when Lucy tells her coworker that she and her fiancé are waiting until they get married, the coworker says, “WAITING?” as if it tasted like a yellow Starburst.  Patience is a dying noun.  It will be one of those words that take on a whole new meaning; like jerk or douche bag.  Well, I’m making a stand!  (Begin Beat box) I’m bringing patience back, YEAH!  Them other boys don’t know how to act, YEAH!

Patience- the ability to endure waiting, delay, or provocation without becoming annoyed or upset or to persevere calmly when faced with difficulties.

Men, I would like to call forward your protective animal instincts.  I would also like to call forth the chivalric prince; I know is hiding inside you.  It’s unfair to put this on us; girls are the ones who withhold.  We are the ones to see the bigger picture.  No more!  Man up!  Rub some dirt on your hairy chest with sword and shield in hand and shout, “I will protect you, milady!  I will protect your honor and your beliefs.”  Bit far?  Rather pull your Man tank over your newly shaven chest with your Bible and laptop in hand and shout those words.

 Sheesh!  I was born out of place.  Out of place and out of time.