Hmmm, I feel the fever catching. Blog fever, that is. I can stay up all night and blame it on my new hobby later. Who needs sleep when you can bug the world and there ain’t nothing anyone can do about it? Short of decommissioning your account, of course.

Anyhoo, I’ve been pondering things lately. Not lately actually, more like I’ve always wondered why certain patterns repeat themselves when it comes to relationships between the sexes. Yes, this will be one of those blogs that focuses on love, sex, fidelity, and all the other touchy-feely things that columnists and talk shows and chick lit. books/movies have done to death. Why? Because there’s always fodder for thought, always more material to fuel the fire. And just when you think you’ve heard it all, you get an earful (or eyeful, as the case may be) that makes you go “Say what now?!” I don’t have all the answers but it’d be jolly great if I did. Less heartache and all that guff. So some of the pet peeves are:

1.) WHY DO MEN LIE AND CHEAT???!!!! Deep breath. Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, let me hasten to add that I’m well aware that the ladies do their fair share, and I really don’t mean to generalise or stereotype the male gender. Seriously though, it boggles my mind. A man has a steady thing going yet wouldn’t hesitate to chat up someone else who takes his fancy. And by steady thing going, insert whichever you want: relationship, engagment, marriage, partnership, etc etc. The lies start when asked if he’s single and he’s quick to say yes, he’s still looking for that special connection; you know the spiel. All for the sake of nookie with someone other than the steady flame. Why? Because he can? Because he wants to? Because he thinks with the wrong head? I haven’t the faintest clue. Am I unfairly slanted, being judgemental? I bloody well hope so. Rude shocks have a way of colouring your perception and I’d like to meet the men who can prove me wrong. Perhaps I’ll strive for an objective forum in the future. Right now I just wanna rant. Lies hurt. They destroy friendships, erode trust, break hearts. A lie is a betrayal. Sometimes the wronged never fully recover, sometimes they do. To forgive seems herculean and to forget nigh on impossible.

Time and time again men cheat on their significant others. I call them “faux men.” A real man is not immune to temptation, but he’s able to resist it. The faux man indulges because hey, how’s anyone ever gonna find out, right? “If you can get away with it, do it” might be their motto in life, no matter who gets hurt. Sad, really. Sad to fool yourself into thinking you actually mean a lot to your beau, only to discover that you clearly don’t if he can cheat on or lie to you. Heaven forfend a combination of the two.

2.) Boasting insane bedroom skills. Fellas, if you’ve got it going on, your partner will let you know. Don’t raise our expectations and when it’s game on we’re like, “What, that’s IT?!” Let your prowesss speak for itself. I’m not that experienced, but even I know that talking a big game and failing to deliver is an abomination. In my book, at least. Perhaps that’s a tad harsh. OK, so it’s a definite no-no. Always remember that whilst you may want to snag that booty at all costs, exaggerating your talents will come back to bite you in the ass. Happens every time, unless the lady in question doesn’t tell you. She WILL, however, tell her girlfriends, sisters, whomever she talks to about stuff like that. So you’re still screwed anyway because whenever you come up they’ll remember all about you. I wonder which is worse, knowing or not knowing? Ignorance is bliss. Knowledge is power. I say tell the fellow if he’s not doing you right. Shape up or ship out. It’s hard enough being made love to without prompting or it seeming pre-meditated, but bad sex? It just ain’t worth it. I’m a firm believer in doing things right or not at all. Take the time to make love. Pleasure each other. Don’t rush so often. Sex is more than just skin on skin, people, it’s so much more. Recapture the intimacy, the warmth, the tenderness.

3.) Double-dating. Whoever invented it should be shot many times over. If you’re already seeing one person, stick with it and make it work. Why anyone would want to juggle is beyond me. Maybe it’s the thrill of successfully managing it. The ironic thing is that such situations inevitably implode and yet men still do it. Don’t you guys ever learn?

The above may be unfairly skewed, and yes it’s been said countless times before, but perhaps it bears repeating. I’m not a man-hater, far from it. Those who know me can attest to that. l love love and men and relationships and all that good stuff. It’s just, I’ve lived and witnessed things that tainted my faith in the male species. I’ve heard of things that make me wonder if it’s safe to have any trust in the world we live in today, if it’s not better to be hard and cynical. Time will tell. For now, I’ll just take each day as it comes, and everything with a grain of salt. After all, I’ve got my love to keep me warm. Thank God for family.