It’s the philosophical question…what would you do if you didn’t have to concern yourself with consequences?  Would you eat the entire bag of chips?  (In one sitting).   Would you swallow the worm in the bottle of tequila?  Would you bitch out that person you’ve always wanted to bitch out just because you could?  Would you buy that over the top diamond tiara just to release your inner Cinderella even though you can’t afford it and it gives you chronic neck pain?  What would you do?

Your boyfriend is an asshole…Your friends know it, your neighbors know it, the mailman knows it…hell even your boyfriend knows it.  Deep, deep down inside you know it too but don’t want to admit it.  But then again isn’t that what a good friend is for?

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…buzzzzzz.  All you want is five more minutes of sleep before you have to get up and get ready for work. That’s all you ask.  So you slam the alarm off, snuggle under the covers and go back to dreaming that yes, you are the woman who hands Brad Pitt his towel when he gets out of the shower…all wet and dripping…with the steam emanating from his pours.  You purposely drop the towel and he looks at you and smiles…he takes a step and reaches for your…Buzzzzzz.  SMACK!  Freakin’ alarm…

There’s always that one friend in the group who seems to get into the most precarious situations…if you’re not driving her home because she’s locked her keys in the car AGAIN, then you’re buying her drinks because she accidentally flushed her wallet down the toilet.  Then there was the time she called you from some hicktown gas station payphone in the middle of the night asking if you could come and pick her up.  You didn’t even want to ask how she got there or why her hair smelt like cow shit…and what was up with the red rubber boots?

You fucked up – ya you did…just admit it…and you need to apologize in a big hurry before she really flips her lid.  But apologizing isn’t always the easiest thing to do face to face, especially if you have a propensity for watering eyes.  It gets complicated and a runny, snotty nose isn’t always the most attractive quality.  So what you need to do is break the ice with this sweet eCard…you know warm her up and let her know how sorry you really are.  You know she can’t stay angry with you forever…

Some of us just have hard luck when it comes to the love department.  We do what we can…act all sexy and cute…but we just have trouble reeling in that big fish.  And not that there’s anything wrong with being single but sometimes you just want to be part of the “in” crowd.  So what’s the easiest solution?  Lie…ya it’s wrong but it sure beats saying you spent another Saturday night at home watching re-runs of I Love Lucy and eating burnt popcorn. 

Somewhere between the bottle of wine and the 5^th shot of tequila, you finally admit that yup…you’re stone cold drunk.  And when you’re drunk and in a daze, everything in life becomes so crystal clear.  You “see the light” and you’re not afraid to tell someone how you really feel…your emotions are raw and naked…and sometimes so is your body but that’s another card…

We all doubt ourselves at one time or another.  Maybe we don’t think we’re good enough or successful enough at our jobs.  Or maybe a relationship has soured and we blame ourselves for the downfall.  We stop seeing the positive, lose faith and instead concentrate on the negative.  And even though we may not believe in ourselves, it’s nice to know that someone still believes in us.

Have a friend that’s having a shitty day and needs a little pick-me-up?  Do you send her flowers?  No…they just end up wilting.  Do you send her chocolates?  No…then she’ll just blame you when she eats the entire box and gains a pound.  Trust me, you don’t want that.  So take the safe route and send her something that’s going to make her smile.  Sometimes that’s all it takes to brighten her day.

Every woman secretly longs to be swept off her feet by her knight in shining armor.  Someone who knows just what she wants and just what she needs.  A man who oozes sensitivity, sensuality and romance.  A nice walk on beach at sunset, a champagne picnic by a roaring fire, a love poem handwritten on a piece of aged parchment paper.  Too bad his idea of romance isn’t quite the same as ours…