Dry Spells not Wedding Bells

I initially envisioned this blog as one that would chronicle my dating experiences with white men but my GOD! I am having the worst dry spell ever. So, I haven't written.

Until things re-lubricate, I'm going to try to post ummm... informational stuff? But not today.

Sorry to disappoint.

A question...

I guess the blog whitemenforblackwomen.blogspot.com is now private. Does anyone know how I can get an invite? I really enjoy his take on things.

Tolerance and Acceptance

I went out to grab lunch with a former (White) boyfriend last week and I noticed people staring at us. To be honest, it's not anything that I noticed before but in the case of this one guy, it was blatant which in turn made me observe the other people in the restaurant. Most people were politely glancing over the tops of their menus or discretely tilting their heads in our direction; this guy, sitting alone, was staring.

I should note that the "polite starers" were exclusively White. The man sitting alone was Black.

It started to make me feel uncomfortable to be honest. But after he had paid for his meal and was ready to leave, he detoured to our table and said, "Congratulations. You guys make a great couple."

It definitely surprised me but it made me proud that our nation has come this far. But when are we going to get to the point where people no longer stare or feel the need to congratulate? When will we get to the point where an IR is just a relationship?

Don't get me wrong. I stare, too. Especially when it's a WM/BW pairing but only because I think "good for her" and "I'm not alone." One day, I hope to not have to feel even that.

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I know. It's been 3 weeks and I'm losing readers. For those of you who are sticking around, thank you sincerely. I've got a lot on my mind. Death really zaps your energy.