If someone likes you, (you know, likes you likes you) they aren’t going to stop if you say you like them.

Crushes are a tenacious phenomenon fueled by lustful romanticky happy-making hormones. They aren’t easily undone. If anything confessing your attraction to one who is already smitten will lead to much smooching.  Saying “I like you” is not a turn off. If someone likes you, they will like you even more when they learn you’re into them too.

That doesn’t mean that saying “I like you” isn’t hella scary.

The last crush I went after was The Man of Mans. You know, way back in olden tymes when the Internet was a zygote and phones were only used for phoning. Still, I remember the whole heart-racing, giggly mess of feelings that would surge every time The MoMs entered my orbit. I liked him liked him . A LOT. My thoughts (dreams, masturbatory fantasies) were consumed with the idea of what it would be like to be with him. He was one of my best friends, a person I felt I could say anything to…but not this.  I held back for weeks. If I tell him in just the right way at just the right time, I thought, everything will work out. Except that wasn’t it.

You can’t manage attraction. It kind of just happens or it doesn’t. The truth is, I avoided telling The Man of Mans how much I liked him because once I did, I’d have to find out how he felt about me. Then I would know for sure. And if he just wasn’t that in to me, I’d be heartbroken. I wouldn’t even have my hopeful fantasies to comfort me. So I didn’t tell him. Even when I was almost totally certain that my feelings were requited, I hesitated because holy scary and vulnerable!

Eventually, my desire to be with The MoMs overpowered my fear of rejection. And I recognize that it’s super easy for me to look back on that experience and espouse the benefits of  saying “I like you” knowing that when I said it, it worked out. But there were many times before that when I said “I like you” and the answer was rejection wrapped in a well-intentioned conciliatory statement like “You’re a really great person but…” or “I really like you too…as a friend”.

If someone doesn’t like you – doesn’t like you, like you – there’s nothing you can say to change that. It’s a steel-toed kick in the crotch. It’s awkward, possibly embarrassing and almost always really sad. All compelling reasons to  keep quiet and not ‘fess up to your crush. Your crush feels the way they feel, but if you don’t say anything, you don’t have to know. Ignorance is bliss and all of that.

Declaring your love (and/or lust) is risky business. Sometimes we need a moment – or eleventy hundred – to gather our courage and make our move. Sometimes we just don’t. But you if you cop to liking someone and they don’t bite, it’s not because you said “I like you” wrong. Some people just aren’t that into us. But some people are. If you have someone’s interest you aren’t going to lose it by being interested back. So if you can muster the courage – go for it!

 

 

 

1. Would you rather…

A. Have your best friend hook up with your greatest rival?

B.  Have your best friend hook up with your greatest crush?

 

2. Would you rather…

A. Have an orgasm every five years?

B. Have an orgasm every five minutes?

 

3. Would you rather…

A. Show up naked at your high school reunion?

B. Show up naked at your family reunion?

 

The comments are open!

 

 

 

 

I stood behind him in the check out line. He was sweaty from the anomalous March heat and perhaps from effort of balancing one too many items in his arms as he waited for some free space on the conveyour belt.

He was cute, with dark wavy hair and the kind of slightly fat stomach that I find pleasing to look at.

But it wasn’t until his turn came at the register that he really caught my attention. The wait had been long and the general mood amongst the patrons was one of impatience.

“Hihowareyou?” the cashier muttered, daunted and downtrodden by the prospect of endless scanning.

“I’m good,” said my check-out predecessor, smiling warmly “How are YOU?” He asked clearly, emphasis on the “you” and it was clear he really wanted to know. Our cashier looked up, slightly startled by the sincerity of a stranger’s inquiry.

“Well…” she said, taking a second to ponder, “it’s very busy.”

“Yeah. Well, I hope you get a chance to go outside later. It’s beautiful.”

The conversation continued briefly as our clerk completed the transaction. She bagged the produce and made change.

“Thanks so much,” said the sweaty stranger, “have a great day.” He left the line and strolled out of the store. I was left feeling quite smitten as the cashier scanned my yoghurt.

I adore my Man of Mans but I do have those occasional fits of stranger-lust and nothing gets my feelings tingling like a kind man on a hot day!

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Due to recent family developments, I’m in the midst of  full-scale sentimental-parent overload.

The Green Bean has a CRUSH!

Last week, the little girl in “the other” kindergarten class captured my son’s attention and affections. According to The Green Bean she is “SO cute. And the BEST jumper ever!” Apparently she is also ensconsed a strict social circle that only includes other girls. Poor Bean was daunted by the prospect of penetrating the mini-klatch and declaring his feelings, so he asked The Man of Mans and I for advice.

“I likes her a REALLY lot, Mummy!” NAAAAWWWWW! I am dying of cute y’all!

So The Man of Mans and I have been dolling out the love tips. We’re trying to keep it five-year-old simple, but the more we discuss it, the more I realize the lessons apply regardless of age:

1. If you like someone, find them and tell them, “Excuse me. I like you very much.”

2. If you’re too shy to tell them face-to-face, find another way. With a poem, in a letter or maybe a Transformers card with extra-specical stickers!

3. Always use good manners with a crush. For example, if they are about to go down the slide offer to clean the sand off for them first.

4. Don’t be afraid to let your feelings show. Smile at your crush. Say “hello”. Climb the monkey together. Invite them for a playdate.

5. Tell your crush why you like them. Let them know they are the smartest person you’ve met, your favourite person to talk to, the BEST jumper ever!

Armed with this advice, The Bean went to school today, jack up on that old lovestruck combo of exhiliration and fear, as he prepared for his first forray into love. But he was brave, our Bean. He confessed his true feelings to his little love, who accepted his proposition to hold hands in the yard tomorrow. Which brings us the final lesson:

6. Hold hands. It’s the nicest.

Once upon a time, I had a crush on a boy at my school. My subtle attempts at flirting and admittedly ridiculous “moves ” did not get the job done. So I  gathered my courage, called my crush and told him, “I like you very much.”  That was sixteen years ago today and I’m very, very glad I did.

I think The Man of Mans is too. ;-)

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!

Brr!

This week has been cold-ass cold! As a woman of island ancestry my instinct is to hibernate when the mercury takes a nose dive and keep warm by any means necessary.  Fortunately I have central heating, a stock of herbal tea and lustful fantasies of secret celebrity crushes to keep me warm.

Secret celebrity crushes were very popular amongst my old blog gang on LiveJournal. I’m not sure what the “secret” was – we discussed our all lust-worthy luminaries openly and often.  Nonetheless celebrity crushes are hot fun on cold days, so I thought I would share a few of mine.

5. Steve Carrell

I’ve definitely have a thing for nice, normal guys. Exhibit A: The Man of Mans. Exhibit B: Steve Carrell, who seems like the nicest, most normal celeb on the currently on the A-list roster.  And I didn’t appreciate it until the season four premier of The Office, but Mr. Michael Scott has a pretty solid body under his ladies’ suits. Nice guys tend to be considerate, well-mannered and very committed to giving good head. Based on his red carpet interview, Carrell seems to fit the profile nicely.

 4. Jian Ghomeshi

Jian Ghomeshi is like the cool guy in my high school that I could never talk to, only lust for from afar. Except instead of being the cool guy in my high school, Jian Ghoemshi is the coolest guy in Canada! And he’s the best kind of cool guy – a geek-cum-cool guy, who used to lay down nerdalicious beats as part of Moxy Fruvous. Now he’s all cute-ified and rappin’ about the zeitgeist with the most enviable guest roster on FM radio. It’s unlikely I’ll every find myself in his real-life studio, but in my fantasy the two of sit down for many a blush-inducing interview!

3. Zoe and Wash

This is fantasy Inception-style, where I go a layer deep into fantasy. Zoe and Wash are my favourite fictional couple from Firefly, one of my favourite fictional shows. It’s five hundred years in the future and adorkable Browncoat aims to do some misbehavin’ as the meat in a Wash/Zoe sandwich!

2. Kate Winslet

I adore Kate Winslet as an actor. I admire her personal style. I think she has a gorgeous face and her smart, sharp humour in interviews makes me suspect she’d be a great Saturday night dancing companion.  but in secret celebrity crush land, it’s all about the body! Specifically, the phenomenon I call Kate Winslet’s Boobs! The sketching scene in Titanic is the first and only time I’ve felt the urge to motorboat someone. The image of my face nestled between Kate Winslet’s Boobs has kept me piping hot on many a cold, winter’s day.

Which brings us to…

1. Stephen Colbert

The one. My ultimate secret celebrity boyfriend. He Who Is Known As Uber-Crush. Let’s take stock, shall we?

  • Classic middle-aged dude good looks: Check.
  •  Perfect teeth: Check.
  •  Impeccably tailored sutis: Check.
  •  Writer, performer and the ability to make political satire his bitch: Check.
  •   Signature spectacles that set my heart and my loins a-flame? Check.

Yes, Stephen Colbert is 5’10″ of pure fantasy perfection. He’s the fantasy I save for darkest days of winter.  When the mercury is at its lowest, Uber-Crush and I get up on that C-shaped desk and do all the things!

I shared my secret crushes – feel free to share yours. Is there a famous someone you like to canoodle with in the deepest recesses of your brain?