Are you still single???

I've decided I really don't anticipate anyone will actually read my blog. It will be more of a time for me to perhaps vent and talk about random things going on in my life. OH THE FUN IT WILL BE! I promise! If you are a lucky one and decide to actually read it, I guarantee I will at least make you giggle a little bit!

So back to the story of my life!

I truly didn't mind being single throughout college, it never really bothered me. The only time I grow tired of hearing about it was was during family functions. 

Side note- I am not one of those girls that brings random guys home for holidays. If he is "the one" then he will have the opportunity to meet my family and come to different family activities. I don't really don't think it's appropriate for families to meet significant others unless it really is serious.

I made this mistake when I was 18 and dating Jeff. My mother loved him, I didn't. I invited him to come to a family gathering and that turned into a HUGE HUGE mistake. I have family members on my mothers side of the family that still as me about this boyfriend and it was almost 10 years ago. He was the most obnoxious man I've ever met. Let's just leave it at that. So... No guys to family functions unless the are close to putting a ring on it!

Back to my moms family. At my age my mother had 2 children, was divorced. I was 7 and my sister was 9. Needless to say, I have been feeling a bit behind for the last 4 years. Whenever there is a family occasion on my mothers side the first question they ask me about is whether or not I am seeing someone. And then I hear the, "oh but you are so pretty, I just don't understand". It's my choice. I could have a boyfriend. I didn't want anything serious while I was college so I really didn't make much of an effort. I had fun. Lots of fun.

As I spoke about in my first entry, one of the reasons why I was going to college was to meet a husband. As much as I really wanted it to happen, I can't say I really put in the effort or dated a "quality" man while I was there. My goal was to be married and have at least one baby on the way by 25. I wanted to be a stay at home mom. I recall in one of my classes we were discussing gender roles in the home. I completely agree with traditional gender roles and when I have children, if our financial situation allows for it, I will stay at home.

As we discussed this in class, we raised our hands for different situations that we felt strongly about in our "future" homes. One of the statements I felt strongly about was if my husband was the primary bread winner and came home from work to a baby who needed to be changed. Would we as women expect our men to help out. I for one would not. If I was an at home mother, that is my job. He works all day and should be able to relax. If he'd like to help that would be great but I would not nag on him to do something I certainly don't mind doing.  I know this sounds very "old school" but it's something I believe in.

Many people are surprised by my believes because I am now considered an independent woman these days. I don't have kids, and I am certainly not even close to that point in my life yet.

I think one of the reasons why I feel this way about traditional gender roles is because my life was completely different when I was growing up. My mom worked as well as my dad. My mom really didn't show much interest in events in our lives. I was always told that you can always change the way you would like to raise your children if you don't like the way you were raised.

Thats my plan!

Single girl in... College?

Welcome! I am writing this blog as an anonymous single girl living in the suburbs. My trials and tribunes have been both exciting and exhausting in the last few years. Being a independent SINGLE woman in 2011 is far more difficult then I would have ever imagined. 

I've decided to blog about what what it is really like to live in the suburbs of Milwaukee and to be single at age 27. I can't belive i just said that, or is it that I am 27! AH! Well, I should give you a little bit of background information about myself. 

Once upon a time...

I grew up in a suburb about twenty minutes west of Milwaukee. I decided early into my senior year in high school that I would go to college. I had three different colleges in mind when deciding where to go: UW Oshkosh, UW Green Bay and UW Whitewater. I will be honest, do not do make your decision based on the things I looked at when decided if and where you'd like to go to college. 

Choice 1: UW Oshkosh

Oshkosh was just far enough away that I wasn't too far from my family and friends but still far enough! The downfall... My mom wanted me to be a nurse... I did at one point in time until I realized that I almost pass out every time I see blood. This is no good for someone who wants to be a nurse. So I decided against going to Oshkosh to prevent myself from having endure the endless pestering of my mother for a degree I did not want to attain.

Choice 2: UW Green Bay

It was far. It felt a little too far. My sister went there for a semester and really I didn't remember much about it from when she went only because it was for such a short time. My major decision maker of this school was its ratios. You may think to yourself, what the heck do ratios have to do with someones choice whether to come to college at a certain place or not. Well for me I wanted to go to college to meet my husband. (more about that later!) The ratio of girls to guys at Green Bay was 5 girls to 1 guy. My odds were not good. I decided Green Bay was not the school for me.

Choice 3: UW Whitewater

The best thing about UWW was that there was no nursing school. I decided Whitewater would be the school for me because it was close enough for me to still work in Milwaukee yet far enough away to get away from the city here and there. It really didn't hurt that the person giving me my tour was very attractive. 

So here I was, 18 years old entering into college. My field of study... (what every student starts off with!) Business. Oh business...