Do you believe…

… I’m a rainbow too?

I awoke this morning wearing last night’s clothes… again… with the thoughts of ménage à trois roaming through my mind. I have a faint recollection of someone telling me that they were talking about having a ménage à trois, and wanted to know if I would be the third… odd dreams lingering in the back of my head post four large bottles of hot sake, beer and some wine. Whatev.

I do know, however, who’s three-some I shant be invited in on anytime soon.

Da Bod and I were talking the other day and he said that K was mad because she had been going through his text messages and found one from me saying, “Just blogged about you. You should get on and defend yourself.” She wanted to know what I had said about him. For obvious reasons this wasn’t possible.

My response to him: “Why the fuck are you dating a girl who goes through your text messages?” I just don’t get it.

Ladies, if at any point in your relationship you feel the need to look through your man’s text messages, call log, listen to his voicemail, check his email, or rifle through his belongings. There is definitely a problem in the relationship. Trust your woman’s intuition and move along.

If it gets to that point in any relationship that there is that level of distrust, it is mostly likely for a good reason (unless you really have that little of self-esteem – in which case you should not be in a relationship with someone who would date someone with that low of self-esteem… but another topic for another day).

I know that as women we feel the need to know. We feel that it is our right… our privilege, if you will, by being in the relationship. We think we should get to explore every facet of his life. This isn't so.

At the end times of ‘The Man and I’, I was having a talk with LaLo about him. I told her he wasn’t hiding anything from me because “He lets me snoop”. LaLo replied, “He lets you snoop?” I looked at her and said, “Completely, he leaves me alone in his house.”

As soon as these words escaped my mouth I realized how crazy that was! Please note: I never did take the opportunity to look through anything. I really am not one of those girls regardless of how nuts that sentence pouring forth from my mouth was.

I have friends that thought there was something wrong so emails have been opened, text messages read and voicemails listened to. Every time there was a problem, another woman was discovered or his lack of interest in her was confirmed.

Ladies don’t do this, have self respect and mind his space or move on.

My answer to Da Bod’s problem? I texted him, "K get a god damn life and stop checking Da Bod’s fucking texts. Have a nice day."

I know he’ll keep it because he thinks it’s funny and she’ll check it because there is a problem in their relationship: He doesn’t like her.