Has Cupid Become Complacent?

It is fitting that the night I create this blog my girlfriend would come to me with the age old question - Is it time to break up? "I think I need some time to myself," she said. "If it's meant to be, we'll get back together." Her tone almost implied that she was trying to convince herself, and I felt a tug at my heartstrings. I thought about her situation, and so many others like her, and I even considered my own disposition, and of course, a question arose. Has cupid been sleeping on the job? Has he just decided that everything is fine the way it is? If so, then we're all f***ed. Lately it just seems like all my friends, girls anyway, are stuck in the same spot, or they think they're making progress, but all they're doing is making 3 left turns. Love already screws us with its nonsensical aura and dry sense of humor, but now we're all standing still to top it all off.

I would say we're complacent, but nobody seems happy where they are, except cupid's lazy a**! Or did he get tired? Did he look down at us and say, "I'm just as tired of love as you are?" Did he not want to see males and females play our stupid games anymore? Was he tired of seeing some people in control and some being dragged around by the arrows he unceremoniously jabbed through their hearts? Or even worse, was he confused about his job duties? How do you know which two people are a match for each other? And if you make a match that doesn't work out, then how do you fix it? And isn't shooting someone with an arrow wounding them...even if it is in the name of love?

So how does all this relate to my girlfriend? She says that when she's with him, she's at her happiest, but when she's not, it's a different story. I wanted to tell her to weigh the options and go with whatever weighed heavier on the scales, but here's the thing - we're not weighing on the scales of justice, we're weighing on the scales of love, and for what it's worth, we might as well be weighing this s*** on the moon. So I guess until cupid decides to get over whatever is ailing him, we're all just standing in the same spot, digging ourselves deeper into holes of comfort.

What's in a name?

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

So, it is inevitable that some will wonder why I call myself LadyLove. The answer to this one, unlike so many other questions, is simple. I am intrigued, enthralled, and consumed by thoughts of love. You will see a lot of them here, and you will see them often in my poems, if I ever choose to put them here. But my name represents a part of me that I want to express here in this space that is {DD}. It's a simple expression, but as you will see in the future, it means much. By any other name, I would still be LadyLove, but as this is the name you see, this is the name that you will come to know and understand me by.

Are you hungry?

Hello Ladies and Gents. Welcome to {Delicious Diary}. This blog is a form of self-expression from LadyLove, and I hope that reading it will leave you enlightened, confused, full, empty or somehow different than when you came. I call it {DD} because I have a lot of questions, thoughts, and feelings, some happy, some not, some different. Here, I will list those things in the form of diary entries, and I call those entries "food for thought", thus the name.

As a new blogger, and as someone who is doing this for myself more than anyone else, the only promise I can make to you is that you will see, here, LadyLove in her truest form. I will be honest - and this may not always be pretty, but it will always be real. You may see glimpses of my life here that you won't see anywhere else. For this reason, in telling stories, I will change names to protect identities, but the truth remains the same. And, I must warn you, I am human, just like you, therefore, I am allowed to make mistakes, and I most likely will, so be patient with me.

If you choose to read on, I hope my food satisfies your hunger.