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Sincerity

January 28, 2010 1 comment

Someone said it’s hard to find people who seem sincere when you talk to them. Do other people have the same experience? And if that’s true, what might lead to a lack of sincerity in a person?

Some of my thoughts: Who is sincere? One imagines a very caring person, one who really sees each person as an individual human, as someone who will be caring when talking to all kinds of people. On the other hand, self-centeredness will make a person insincere. When there is a preoccupation with filling ones own needs, there isn’t much energy left to really focus outwards, on someone else, and sincerely care about who they are.

Maybe a lack of sincerity can also come from being hurt one too many times. In that case you also feel the need to focus inward in order to protect yourself.

Thoughts? If there is truth in this, how does it affect people’s dating experiences?

Categories: Dating philosophy

The arduous 100th first date

January 28, 2010 Leave a comment

I like that word, just by the way.

It’s pretty sad that something that, in the good old days (because everything back “then” was just soooo good), was exciting, nerve-racking and intriguing, has become an annoyance for many. When you imagine the old fashioned first date, you imagine both sides being excited, the boy combing his hair in front of the mirror, putting on an extra spiffy bow-tie and his favourite slacks. The girl stands in front of her wardrobe way too long trying to decide which dress to wear, tries on more than one, puts on some bright pink or red lipstick and carefully removes her curlers.

He picks her up and they stand across from each other awkwardly. They both feeling excitement at the potential in the air.

What happens today when a 30-year-old is going on his/her 100th first date?

Look, the fact of the matter is that we’re talking about a whole other ball game. When someone goes on a first date at the age of 20, they are going on a different kind of date than someone 10 or 20 years older. First dates can become more and more difficult as the years go on. On the one hand you want to be open-minded, go out with the sincere interest in getting to know someone, but at the same time, you might prefer not to get too excited because your scientific statistic analysis has taught you that it “probably” won’t work out anyway (so far 100% of the time, that has been the case).

One of the things we’re doing here at HaBitza.com is working on changing the accepted norms when it comes to a first date. Yes, we must date like a mensch but we also must have accepted dating etiquette that makes sense! We’re living according to many first-date rules that are based on the old-fashioned first date! It’s like taking the rules for bike-riding and trying to apply them to driving a car. Some rules will fit but so many won’t and many will be missing.

So, for example, we still have the poll up asking who should pay on the first date. Around 50% of the people said the guy should. But wait. Stop for a second. Why in the world should the guy pay? Chivalry? To show he’s generous? What about the loss the guys incurs by paying for all those girls with whom there isn’t even a second date? What about the feelings a girl might have, taking all this money, over and over and over again?

Should the attitude not change by now?

One girl once told me she looks at first dates like interviews. She sets a time at a certain cafe she likes and speaks to them for an hour or so and then lets them go. I like the idea because it’s potentially efficient and not heartwrenching. On the other hand it makes me sad that we’ve gotten to the point where a date might lose the excitement of the Original Date (you like that?:)) but at the same time, maybe it’s lost it already anyhow. Or maybe, changing the rules to fit reality can help bring back more positive feelings around the first date.

Definitely I believe that the nature of the first date has changed. The question is, how do we finally accept that and create a framework where the rules match the experience.

People matter. Objects don’t.

January 27, 2010 Leave a comment

I think a lot about the objectification that probably most of us do to each other, to a certain extent. I hate it. :( I found a very cool cartoon about that. It is shown here with permission from the artist/blogger Hugh MacLeod. Thank you!

By Hugh MacLeod

I think that our inability to perceive others as whole human beings leads to a lot of trouble and suffering, to say the least.

Categories: Comic relief, Kvetching

Hear me on the radio today!

January 27, 2010 Leave a comment

I am going to be on Rusty Mike Radio today! Mimi is doing a show about singles and dating and I’ll be interviewed at around 3pm Jerusalem time. Click on the radio’s site and then click on “Listen Live,” a button in the middle, closer to the top of the screen, in order to hear my beautiful voice.

Eek!

New guy on the block…

January 26, 2010 Leave a comment

Just discovered a new bitza resident – the Swamp Rabbit!

And here he/she is:

Anyone know what these characters are like?

photo by glenn e wilson on flickr

Categories: Comic relief

I am what I am…

January 26, 2010 Leave a comment

So, like, I went to this amazing party at the bitza, and then this frog comes and starts up with me!

So I’m, like, “but you’re a frog!  what are you doing here?”
So he goes, “I’m not really a frog, I’m really a prince, but I need to be loved for my personality..”
So I go “yuk!  so uncool…” and then this super good-looking, hunky type comes up to me and says

“Hi” in a really neat voice, and I squeaked “you’re Prince Charming!  I know who you are!”
And he goes “well, I’m not really Prince Charming, I’m actually a frog trying to find a date…”
And I go “yuk!  this sucks!”, and then someone near me says “hi” in this voice that sounds like Antonio Banderas, and it’s

Puss in Boots!  And he says “I’m not really Puss in Boots, I’m actually a very wealthy businessman looking for a soulmate, and you look like my cinderella!”
So, like, I couldn’t stop myself, I said “I’m not really cinderella, I’m really…”

The moral of the story is, as taught in a shiur by Shirley Bassey (a.k.a. Burly Chassis):

And some lyrics, for those who are youtubeaudio challenged…

I am what I am
I am my own special creation
So come take a look
Give me the hook or the ovation
It’s my world that I want to have a little pride in
My world and it’s not a place I have to hide in
Life’s not worth a damn till you can say
Hey world I am what I am

I am what I am
I don’t want praise
I don’t want pity
I bang my own drum
Some think it’s noise
I think it’s pretty
And so what if I love each feather and each spangle
Why not try and see things from a different angle
Your life is a sham till you can say
Hey world I am what I am

I am what I am
And what I am needs no excuses
I deal my own deck
Sometimes the ace
Sometimes the deuces
It’s my life and there’s no return and no deposit
One life, so it’s time to open up your closet
Life’s not worth a damn till you can say
Hey world I am what I am

mickeymouse prince photo by smarhero at flickr
boots photo by wonderferret at flickr
wicked stepmother photo by dawnzy58 at flickr

Categories: Comic relief, Video

If I really wanted it, I would change my profile picture.

January 26, 2010 12 comments

There is an expectation that we should show ourselves in a certain light while we’re waiting to meet our beshert. We need to make sure to be put together and normal and nice… All with the intention of attracting the “right” person.

A couple days ago I put up a new profile picture on facebook… Fine, you want to see it? Here:

Me at my best. What's not to love?

A kind facebook friend wrote me the following about this picture:

“the smiling face as profile photo works
the current one will only attract the kinds of guys who want to share misery”

There is for sure truth in what he wrote! I mean I look like a lush, for starters. I also look just weird. And if I really wanted to meet my beshert, wouldn’t I care about what perception people are going to get from the picture I choose as my profile picture?

So, in following his advice, I put up the following picture as my new profile picture:

Disclaimer: The litre beer wasn't actually mine. I was just borrowing it.

So much better right?

OK look, when you’re 20, you might be able to put a bit of your creative or quirky side aside in hopes of meeting the right person. But what happens for a lot of people is that we get older and we realize that we’re not fully living our lives because one of our main focuses is to look right in order to attract the “right” person. And then many of us say, “Sorry. I know that right now I’m sort of looking like an idiot or a lush or a weirdo, but I can’t keep living my life in a state of waiting.”

I know it’s only a picture on facebook so maybe I should give in and put up one of my classic smiley ones, but right now I’m revelling in my drinking pictures. And hopefully Mr. Knight in Shining Armor, sensitive soul that he is, will be willing to give me a chance even if he happens upon my fb profile first time when I still am drinking that bottomless cup of beer.

P.S. You know this whole idea is so ingrained in me that I have some guilt when I put a picture like this up! RIDICULOUS!

Second photo by Joel Haber.

Categories: Kvetching

I get excited. Is that so terrible?

January 25, 2010 4 comments

I wonder, am I killing myself slowly by letting myself get excited every time I am set up with a new guy? I’m also nervous as hell – but I’m excited by the prospect of maybe this time meeting the right one. Maybe this time, it being the last.

And then I have the urge to smack myself. Why am I just setting myself up to be hurt? Why do I do that to myself? Am I just hurting myself over and over again for no reason?

But I’ve spoken to people who don’t get excited… usually that sentence ends with “any more.” These people used to get excited and nervous but either forced themselves to stop so as not to get hurt or they naturally just stopped feeling excited, I guess after enough disappointments. Do I want to be where they’re at? I don’t think so.

It’s obviously a real inner conflict with me because on the one hand I get excited, on the other hand I wonder if it’ll ever happen. This is just one of the many places where being in the status of “single but wish I wasn’t” can be pretty painful.

Categories: Dating philosophy

New email subscription – especially important for current subscribers

January 24, 2010 Leave a comment

Some of you signed up to receive our blog posts to your email inbox. This is an easy way to keep up to date with HaBitza.com.

We were using feedburner but now wordpress has given us the option to use their own email subscription (widget, for those of you who know what that is). It turns out this one is much more aesthetic and easy to use, with more options for the subscriber. For example, you can decide how often to get emails.

Bekitzur, please sign up to the wordpress one. It is on the right hand side of the page and it says:

“Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.”

Enter your email address and then click on the button that says: “Sign me up!”

We will soon remove the feedburner account so it’s important to sign up to the new one so you will continue receiving emails from us.

Thanks for signing up! We hope you’re enjoying HaBitza.com, the site for all your dating kibetzing needs! :)

Just Blame It (with apologies to Nike)

January 24, 2010 2 comments

Why is anyone still single?  Why are there more singles today than ever before?  Why are people not getting married for pete’s sake!  (Pete is an ancient deity, worshipped mainly in the British Isles…)

What’s the solution?  What can we do?

Just blame it! (with apologies to Nike, although I’m sure we’ve apologised before in this blog!)

Blame it on the guys.
Blame it on the girls.
Blame it on the marrieds.
Blame it on the holocaust.
Blame it on glossy magazines.
Blame it on television.
Blame it on yourself.
Blame it on everyone else.
Blame it till you’re blue in the face.
Blame it till you’re seeing red.
Blame it on your parents.
Blame it on your children.
Blame it on the matchmakers.
Blame it on the cheesemakers.
Blame it on the Jews.
Blame it on orthodoxy.
Blame it on atheism.
Blame it on G*d.
Blame it on Satan.
Blame it on Joe Smith (he’s used to it).
Blame it on your neighbours.
Blame it on your friends.
Blame it on your rabbi.

Blame it until the word “blame” no longer seems to belong to the English language.  One of my favourite teachers, Byron Katie (www.thework.com) asks “who would you be without your story?”  In that vein, I ask “who would you be without a story that involves blaming something or someone, including yourself, for everything in your life?”

So just blame it.  Till you’re sick of that.  And then go out into the world and live the joyous life you’re capable of.

Categories: Dating philosophy
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