Matchmaker matchmaker

6/20-21/09




Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,


It was a long weekend of going to various high school grad parties for two different cousins. One having to travel about two hours and then coming back to the valley for the second party.



While back in the LV with the most amazing family I know my cousin and I decided the best way to end the night would be for us to go out to our local hot spot and meet up with some friends... including Mr. Strong and silent. ::heart flutter:: Let me lay this out for you as I saw him before I knew him (if you didn't read the other update about him)...


What I saw was an incredibly good-looking, tall, blonde, blue-eyed man in his late 20's... He was always looking very clean-cut and presentable.. like the guy one would love to take home to mom and dad. He didn't smile often but when he did I felt the need to smile back. He was always quiet...stood in the background... his presence wasn't known but I always knew when he was there. He seemed like someone I could feel safe around, possibly someone who would never hurt me... but that is only the possibilities. The reality is I thought Mr. Strong and Silent was one guy I would be noticing from a far for a long time.

Sitting down with my Cherry Vodka and Cokes, talking to my amazing cousin about everything and anything. It's hard to say what really happened that night. Whether we all drank too much or cupid had really good aim but Mr. Strong and Silent asked if I would go to a party with him and another one of our friends.
The party itself took me to another place... Mr. Strong and Silent's house... with the help of a mutual friend. We sat around and talked about work, school, our friends and their relatioships, how my brother was thinking about going into the airforce and him getting lost in conversation about the Marines. He teased me about how long it was taking me to finish my beer and once again I made fun of his "stern" face and he gave me that smile I can still see...
It felt like seconds before he leaned down and kissed me. It wasn't overbearing but for that second it felt perfect... I work up the next day laying in his bed. At first I honestly thought I was dreaming... for almost 2 years I did nothing but honestly think I would never be where I was at that moment...
He drove me home and it wasn't quiet but it also wasn't a talk fest. We were two people that before that night noticed one another across a dark, loud, and smokey bar. Now all I could think about was do I let my true feelings show or wait to see what happens...
All you can do my friends is wait... just like I had too
XOXO
**ME**

All I Want for Christmas

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Again.. hiatus... I apologize. I guess I was getting caught up in all the what could have beens to keep up with letting you all know what has been going on. I can't believe it has been almost a year since I started this blog... the process and well I don't have much more to show for it besides some pretty decent guy friends I have made in the mix.

So my Christmas gift to all of you for christmas is to catch you up to speed on all the man-ventures. I may condense a few because it is important I mention them.

Okay enough of that... I need to get back to work. Ugh life

XOXO
**ME**

It'll be 'unexpected'

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

A food for thought blog entry.

For months now I have been blogging, dating, breaking my feet in stilettos and somehow along the way breaking my own heart. Who needs a man when you can set yourself up for a letdown... find the absolutely perfect guy... the perfect non committed looking for one thing guy and fall for him.

And through the tears, bitching about it to friends... they all say the same thing. Wait... you'll find him when you least expect it...

The "unexpected" man? Is that like oh look I found 20 dollars UNEXPECTEDLY or ohh I didn't EXPECT that speeding ticket or when you take that first sip of Starbucks coffee and you didn't EXPECT it to be that hot it would burn your tongue?! Is this unexpected man going to make me feel lucky, cost me money and burn my tongue?! And where do you go to find him... I've gone to numerous sporting events, coffee shops, bars, book stores.... maybe I need to stand on the freeway with the bums holding a sign that reads

"looking for my unexpected man"

Regardless, I'm sick of waiting... sick of dating worthless men... and sick of hearing "he's out there"

The dates haven't been any better... Nor have the potential men I have been meeting. Maybe... He is really were I least expect him...

Right in front of my face...

Until then... I'll break my feet in stilettos, smile in every room....

Halloween is approaching maybe I'll meet my masked prince?

Xoxo
**ME**

Memorial weekend fun

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Memorial Day weekend and I must say this was one interesting time. I decided I wanted to call the shots between me and the ever so exciting Mr. Dimples. Maybe that was a bitch move but at this point I knew were the two of us stood... he wanted me in fishnets and hooker boots and I wanted him when I wanted him. There wasn't anything exciting about how I initiated the night... it was a few simple texts... well not so simple more like one eye closed the other squinted with my tongue pushed against my cheek.

Basically I said in the sweetest way possible
"I'm drunk...at the bar...come pick me up and take me home... home=your house"

And he did. Basically making him my bitch

He drop the top of his convertible and we were off... had an awkward meeting with his roommate and friend... then straight up to his room. The sex was much better the first time I was there... there was nothing kinky about it no oils no shower together afterwords... nope instead he was ready to go downstairs and smoke up. awesome. I grabbed a beer and watched a movie politely declining a smoke. I started to pass out next to him and he told me to go up to bed and he would be up.

So I did... alone in his room gave me the chance to investigate.... if I had my car I would have left...

one. he had a lava lamp. ON! It was purple.
two. he has a cat named cookie who sleeps in his bedroom... awesome
three. lots of leopard print
four.... oh four. Four is more like a story

The story...
So as I said Mr. Dimples told me to head upstairs to bed... and to shut the door so Cookie won't get in... although she may scratch the door cause she sleeps with him. Awesome now I need to worry about a cat killing me in my sleep because I am sleeping in her "daddy's" bed. So I grab the blanket and curl up and fall asleep. Not even 10 minutes later Mr. Dimples comes into him room. With his hand on my hip he tries to wake me up after basically telling him I am too tired to sleep with him again he says....

"Well as fun as that would be I just wanted to let you know you have my blanket... yours is on the floor..."

Really... REALLYYY?!? Are you kidding me? We can sleep together and shower together but when we go to bed we have to have to use separate blankets?!

Needless to say he took me home the next morning and I was much happier laying in bed by myself then laying with him and having a separate blanket.

XOXO
**ME**

The Mixed Tape

April 17th...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,
It's April (at least in update land it is)... I have been avoiding meeting anyone new recently but every once in a while I will check the sites for anyone new and interesting... more interesting then anything else. I found I have been stuck in the rut with the same men over and over the football and beer obsessed idle date includes dinner, a movie and sex... and more sex. Did I mention sex. Nothing has been coming out of these relationships so I am being a little more picky which has narrowed my choices to.... well a minimal amount of men that are meeting my standards.

One such new manventure I will call... Mr. Fray... because he is obsessed with The Fray. This probably should have been my first warning. Not that I am not a fan of the Fray but I easily can fall a sleep to it or you know it is great music to listen to in the car with the windows down on a warm spring day. Mr. Fray also was not interested in any type of sporting events, thought yoga was for smelly hippies, didn't eat chicken and would rather eat eggplant parm then a juicy steak. This should have all been a warning to what was to come and I should have been running to the hills but instead I was intrigued by the artsy tall Irish man. He could hold a conversation and wanted me to call him when I got out of work. It was nice to have someone who was interested in my day and not just what I was doing that weekend or night.
We set up a date to meet. The plan was to meet in a cute little canal town. He was going to pack us a lunch and we would check out the little stores around town and grab a drink before the nights end. As the date approached our conversations became more personal and our similarities became far and few. the only thing that kept me going was that dates with someone new is always an adventure...
This was one adventure that was never going to take off... the day we were going to get together he called to say he wasn't going to be able to...something came up. Which is fine but then Mr. Fray also said he was going to call me the next day... well I didn't hear from him for close to a week...
His reasoning was...
1) we were going to fast...
Too fast?! when is a daytime picnic too fast? Besides Mr. Fray you're the one that said you already made me a mixed tape... what is this the 90s?
2) too many guys have me as a 'favorite' on the dating site...
If you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen and if you are not willing to make yourself stand out from those guys you sir are not worth my time.
Mr. Fray came and went like the Spring... It is Oct now and I still get an email from him every once in a while. But it takes more then a promise of a mixed tape to win my heart and be the man of my dreams...
XOXO
**ME**

Love rap?

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Last night I received this rap/email from a guy on my dating site... all I can say is ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Hey Babygirl

Looking good, I like your style and pretty smile. I'd love to spend some time together, day or night in any whether. An exciting fun romantic date, one things for sure I won’t be late. Your beautiful face and sexy body are exactly my type and ill surely treat ya right. I'm a man that will grant your wishes, make you smile and wash the dishes. Tell you what I really feel and always be for real. Make you weak and be your freak, kiss your lips down to your feet and drink your cherry wine cause your body is all mine. I'm looking for someone to cherish and adore, I'm the man that can give you more. I'll make love to you the way you deserve and honor my precious loving words. I'll be the one to kiss your tears away, hold you close until your okay. Please don't forget I'm here, in my arms you will have no fear. I'll be waiting for your reply, in your hands my heart does lye. I know its hard but you make be blush, one look at you was an instant crush. Tell me what you think, so we can have a drink, watch a movie or take a ride, eat some food or just sit inside. I want to get to know you better, for you sweetheart this is my love letter.

Peace and Love
XOXO

AAAahhhhahahahaha

XOXO
**ME**

Baseball, beer and...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Baseball. America's past time. Some people think it is slow, dull and not a real man game... I would say otherwise. Maybe it is the smell of the popcorn and hot dogs, the way the cold beer taste on a hot summer day, or it could just be the way they look in those pants. Regardless, baseball season is my favorite season of all time.

It was another fabulously planned night ahead of my favorite girls and myself. Heading to the sports bar by the field for some pregame beers and dinner. We have a good rapport with the owners and bartenders so it has quickly become our pregame spot.

We head over in the third inning leaving enough time to finish our pitchers and be able to drink at the game... we found our standing room only spots in the outfield and picked out our "baseball boyfriends" for the season. Some were married and some were not we each secretly hoping to become a baseball players wifey.

After the game we decide going out to a local club would be a great way to end the night. And that's when I saw him... Mr. Dimples playing pool... smiling and looking over at me. I figured WHY NOT?! Let's see where this night takes me... well it took me to a corner table with just me and him... then it took me to his car which eventually led to his house. Now I don't believe in the kiss and tell but let's say it involved baby oil and a late night shower.

...I was laying there looking around.... a lava lamp in purple was "setting the mood"... i started sensing a jungle theme... it was time to leave

XOXO
**ME**

Starbucks

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

End of March... it is getting cold and rainy... and I have recently gone on hiatus from any of the dating sites I was on. I'm sick of the same old guys trying to pretend they are worth getting to know, worth pursuing and worth pretending they are anything better than being just another mediocre man with nothing to show for himself but the ambition to become a rockstar... it's not going to happen.

So I sit in my familiar place at Starbucks. Drinking my caramel macchiato and sitting uncomfortably in my work clothes from that day. I know I should have changed before coming but I just didn't have the drive to go home listen to the family bitch about life... I needed time to myself to sit, drink my coffee and reflect on my life. Bettering my career by taking a course to be a certified director. Of what? You may ask. Well that is for me to know and you to well... not know. Keeping the top secret identity that is me :)

I was minding my own business... doing my work and people watching as they walk through the door... the business type... in their stilettos, button up shirts, ID tags, and jawbones. Looking half awake trying to find the right concoction to make it through another day. Quad grande cafe mocha skim with whip... java chip frap... skinny vanilla latta one splenda... lap tops are out and faces seem to have a blank expression as if to say they can't wait for the weekend... if they will even get a weekend. I pretend to be one of them... that I am so engulfed in my work at I don't notice Mr. Mid life crisis walk through the door...

oh wait... I noticed.. but only because I felt like eyes were burning through my skull.

I caught his eye and smiled. He could have been in his 30s... if I was being nice of course or possibly early 40s. He probably has kids close to my age. He looked over worked but like he was paid well for what he did. He bought a coffee and a muffin... and then looked over again. I blushed not really knowing what else to do.

I thought to myself maybe I will come into Starbucks more often.

He walked over and asked if anyone was sitting at a table close to me. I replied no and he sat down... I gathered my composure. He wasn't my dream man nor was he someone I would be thinking of going on a date with but his pure interest was intriguing to me. Mr. Starbucks asked me to watch his stuff as he ran out to his car... of course I did.. well out of the corner of my eye while forming a small smile and blushing slightly again. I think it was the pure fact that he was showing interest in me... a starbucks wedding crossed my mind... a bouquet of caramel macchiato's. Just kidding.

He was getting up to leave once again when he said...

"Excuse me... I don't do this but I would like to give you my card. I have to head to a meeting but if you would like to call me sometime you can."

I took his card, smiled and said maybe I would.

I kept the card... I never called but I kept the card. It gave the motivation I needed. I'll get back into my swing of manventures but I need to be picker... I need to be sincere... I need to find someone that will make me smile.

Xoxo
**ME**

The Optimist

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

The marine is back... as I had excitedly described in prior "real time" blogs so if you didn't read them you may want to check them out.

It is now almost the end of March...

He's not the same... and I knew that would be what would happen. They say they never come back the same when then return from over there... from Iraq. I really wanted to believe the marine would be the same man he was before he left... the man that gave me butterflies and made me feel beautiful even though he may not have even known it.

He is bitter. People suck. The world sucks. The guy who was happy and fun.

I told him things would get better. He just needs to adjust...but maybe I'm just an optimist.

Yeah.. and I'm a realist (so he said)

and that was that... I didn't message him back. What else was there to say? Maybe he just needs some time...

It probably wasn't meant to work out and it is probably better this way...

XOXO
**ME**

I gave up hiking for this?

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

I will start out with a rule in this one.

Rule number? mmm not sure if I was even numbering them.. okay anyway. The rule is never cancel on a day with the girls with a guy you never met yet.

Mr. New in town well he wasn't so new. Moved to the area in January and we started talking (just so you know I almost wrote "stalking" which sadly could be true at times) in March. He wasn't anything too special...24, working at Home Depot, did some traveling but was rather dry. But, I never turn down the chance to meet someone new... well I shouldn't say that. Believe it or not I DO have standards. Ha.

It turned out to be a beautiful Saturday we decided to meet and well after pondering I what I should do turned down an adventurous hiking trip with my lovely cousins for a walk downtown with a dog. Not Mr. New in town, I mean he literally brought his dog. Maybe it was a clever way to pick up women but really when your dog is more interesting than you are... you should probably re-evaluate the situation.

He was dull, showed no interested and... well, I am surprised he was even able to walk without tripping on his oversized ego. Anyway, the walk lasted about 45 minutes we talked for probably a half hour of that... got to my car and he asked what we were doing next. I made up an excuse that I was going to having dinner with my sister so I would talk to him later...

We didn't talk later... probably better that way.

XOXO
**ME**

In the midnight hour...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

There is always one... whether it is at a bar, a party, or at the gym... a guy that draws in all your attention and makes you wonder what is behind that tough exterior.

Mr. Strong and silent was very much like that. He stands in the back of the karaoke room with a mutual friend a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He's tall and handsome with a strong look on his face. Emotion is probably something he does not show for the most part. He doesn't sing along to the songs or hit on the random bar hookers looking for a good lay. We have been running in the same circle (thanks to my cousin) for the past two or three years... orrr as long as I have been noticing him at the bar.

I blush when I get close to him... my palms sweat, my minds races and I usually end up saying something ridiculous or I just don't speak to him at all. But there is a rare opportunity was Mr. strong and silent smiles and it makes me want to smile back or at least find out why he is smiling. I have seen him with his fair share of random girlfriends or friendly girls... I am not sure which at times.

The one time I did talk to him I found out he was on a dating site I was on as well. He said he was giving up on it because the women he meets were not interested in a relationship as much as they were interested that he was a marine.

Yes, he is a marine... we allll know how I feel about this. Mmmm mmm good.

I already know what may or may not happen with Mr. Strong and silent but you will just have to look for more updates :)

XOXO
**ME**

He shoots... He misses

(March 5, 2009)

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

There comes a time...even when you think you find the perfect person when you step back and see everything they do that just doesn't fit the mold of "perfect". The Semi-pro was just that... the weather was still awful and his traveling wasn't getting any closer to coming to an end and we were not getting any closing to defining what "we" were becoming. Then out of the complete blue I get a call from him...

"I've been thinking about us and we should probably start dating"

My reply...
"We've hung out... what? once? I don't think that is grounds for a relationship and besides maybe you should make the effort to see me once in a while..."

his response...
"come up and see me tomorrow I will make dinner"

My response
"I'd love too"

Who am I?! Or in past tense who was I?! That naive to his game that I forgot were my head was...

I went... ate, drank, and as we were laying in bed the worst comment (if it even is a comment) I would ever want to hear...
I wish you were my girlfriend every night
Then I remembered the game and how much the game sucks. I was never to be anyone's night time girlfriend booty call (unless of course that was what we mutually decided on. Hey a girl has got to have game too...more on this later)

I left in tears... not because we weren't going to date but because I felt like I wasted yet another day on a guy who wasn't worth it. Friends save your "I told you so's" because yes... yes you did.

When I got home I deleted him from my cell, my buddylist, my facebook and myspace... yes my entire virtual world. This is the last time you will hear about me being with the semi-pro.

But honestly I am a hands on learner... so I will keep on learning :)

Xoxo
**ME**

At least the coffee was good...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

First off I have been slacking... I know! Not sure what it was loss of creative energy... a re-evaluation of who I have been choosing to date... but whatever it was or may still be I am back in full force catching you up and throwing in some new twists... what are those? hmm you will just have to wait and find out.

Bear with me I am finally coming to the end of February of 09... (I know this has been a journey) my last date of the month and well... it was quite an experience... It has been a long month of disappointments but there were some shining stars that came out of it. However, Mr. Coffee didn't really make the cut.

We met at a local book store for coffee and what I thought would be worthwhile conversation was... well just a regular cup of coffee. Mr. Coffee and I have been talking off and on for the past month I was never really terribly interested in him... there was no mystery, he wasn't a "bad boy", there was nothing I thought I needed to fix. He definitely wasn't perfect he was just there and well his interest in me was enough to keep my interest.

Of course being my classy self I showered, took time on my hair and makeup and wore a cute outfit... Mr. Coffee... well i will describe his outfit as... horrible it was like the guy was planning on the date being an entire disaster. I tried looking past the the fact his idea of coffee attire was a stained hoodie with what was either wood chips or ugh dandruff on the back, dirty jeans and horrible sneakers with mud on them. Honestly, I am not one to look at an outfit first but if it was at least clean I wouldn't have cared. At least I knew what I may be getting myself into...

Rule: Be yourself... if you always dress like a homeless person do it. Then I at least know I should start running... far

We went up to get coffee... I bought my own...

His teeth were so bad. His conversation was non existent.

But my raspberry mocha was really good and I bought some great new reads.

NEXT!

Xoxo
**ME**

Oy Vey! I'm back again...

I have recently been... again... on hiatus. Forgive me?? PLEASE! I have lots to update and even more to continue to tell you about. I can't believe that it is July already... this July it's been slow... not in the slow manventure way but in the I was crazy sick for about three weeks.


XOXO
**ME**

A childhood relapse...

I love being one of the youngest employees at work. The insights of all the women here is so amazing and to see their struggles and how much they accomplished of themselves and with their children is mind blowing. Now some of them in their 40s and 50s refuse to do any dating and prefer to have one male friend (with benefits of course) and it made me think how did I become this twenty-something amazing women who is so set on finding the love of my life no matter how many frogs I have to make out with... cause seriously we all can read I just don't 'kiss'.

I remember...
standing on stage in preschool and announcing I was going to be a nurse... not exactly what I do today but pretty damn close.

standing on the 'wall' in 1st grade because this boy kissed me on the cheek on valentine's day and I hit him in the face and made him cry...

having my first 'boyfriend' in fifth grade after he used my Lisa Frank paper to ask me to the 5th grade dance...then breaking up at the dance only to start 'dating' his friend...

and another

and another...

dating a guy in 7th grade just to be able to date one of his friends... then finding out that the new guy re gifted a necklace he gave me.. so I cut it up at lunch and threw it at him

my first kiss and getting in trouble at 8th grade dances...

falling in 'love' for the first time in 9th grade with a guy some people would say takes a special person to stand...

Watching Before Sunrise, 16 Candles, Say Anything and When Harry Met Sally over and over again wishing every teenage boy was John Cusack

getting my heartbroken in cars...
having my trust broken in cars...

dating my best friend and never talking to him again...

going through crush after crush... hook up after hook up...

falling in love in college and finding out the guy I gave up everything too was cheating on me the whole time...

being in denial about falling for my best friend and putting a huge hole in the friendship...

which brings me up to today...
hoping, waiting... wishing the next time the phone rings...the text message sounds...the next email I receive I'll be done looking

so future husband if you are reading this... I am not dating for this blog I am dating to find you

I won't give up and I won't be in my 40s with a friend with benefits

Xoxo
**ME**

A second run-in...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future ex's and my future husband,

The Dimples... I am addicted to them and to him. A good addiction though.. one that makes me want to really get to know him. And that is like a breakthrough for me when it comes to guys I meet at bars.

I'm sipping on a simply wonderful mixed drink I lovingly call a Woo-Woo cause when you drink one to many... you feel like WOO WOOOOO. Anywayyy one of my besties and I are picking out some great music to play for the night when dimples walks in with... well a lesser attractive man we will call the pimp (as in pimple but i am trying to be kinda nice here). Anyways... I casually make my way over to say hello. He sees me with his dimples and that smile and I could go on but I won't...

As the night goes on he is looking for music to play and I go over and try to be cute by making fun of his selections... well it happens he has great taste (if it was still the early 90s) and he ends up making fun of me... forever thinking my favorite song is "Like a Virgin" by Madonna. We all know that is far from the truth...

anyway after throwing down a few drinks (literalllyyyy haha just kidding) with my girlie we decided to go over to another bar to see our friends. As I am leaving Mr. Dimples says he would really like if I would stay and watch him play pool... I say I would really like it if he came with.... it was like a test to see who was in control...

he was... he stayed...

So I am at the next bar a little upset... thinking maybe i should go back over and watch him play pool and we could come back here and.... stupid girl this is not a fairy tale. If he wants me to watch him play pool then he will come and get me I refuse to be someones puppy dog.

He came... to see me! Greeting each other with a kiss and talking... and watching his dimples and eyes they seemed to smile with his smile. they are dark and full of mystery and passion. We exchanged numbers and he kissed me goodnight...

what will become of dimples... and can they be trusted?

Xoxo
**ME**

movie dates...are awkward...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

After the mess of dates I had been on in the past month or so I decided to give the teacher another go around.

Movie dates... who ever thought they would be a good idea? Most of the time I end up just making out or hooking up with the guy anyway... unless in the theater. Come on people! I am bad but not that bad.

I could tell it was going to be awkward from the beginning...

What we talked about and I was expecting...
His house he was going to make dinner...wine...dine...watch a movie get our cuddle onnn ow owww

What happened...

Awkward hug hello... he had to pick up the pizza... fridge filled of Smirnoff ice and beer... no tv? That's right not one tv... instead... which I should have known was going to appear since he is a tech teacher... a projector that hooked into his cable box and lit up his entire wall. It was fascinating... the biggest big screen tv I ever saw....

So I asked for water (but I probably should have drank) and sat down on the couch with some pizza... he... sat down the couch from me. Which totally makes it completely awkward!

I can't stand when people do that.. I automatically start thinking do I smell? Maybe I eat funny... or chew too loud.. or slurp when I drink... Maybe he isn't interested anymore... or maybe he is just that awkward...

As the night progressed so did his movements towards me and my interest was dimming... was the movie over yet? I mean at least it was with Sammy L who is a brilliant actor...

More pizza...more water...

As the movie comes to an end he has another one... great another movie... he says think about it and goes to the bathroom... I think can I get my shoes on before he gets out of the bathroom? He comes out as I am putting them on...

guess that is for the night then?

Yea.. I am really tired but the pizza and movie were great. Thanks so much for having me over.

(notice I didn't say I had a wonderful time with you... or your great... or let's go to Vegas and get married)

And with that I went into the bathroom. Almost wishing I would have just left... I didn't have to pee that bad.. well okay I did but this awkwardness of the date was more on my mind then how I shouldn't have drank all that water (but I probably should have taken the beer).

I walked out the the bathroom and we talked a little before I left. He reminded me which way to go to get out of this neighborhood and then... then he reached into his pocket and pulled our a breathe freshener... A BREATHE FRESHENER! Like a seriously spray mouth freshener... even if he didn't have garlic it wouldn't have matter there would be no late night hook up. He walked to the door and I gave him a head turned hug that screamed you will not be kissing me tonight buddy...thanked him for everything and said it was good seeing him.

He said we should get together again sometime.

I responded with just give me a call...

I wanted to scream when I got in my car... not in the heartbroken tears running down my face scream but a relief that is it over this is going to be a blog worthy movie date experience...

that makes me wondering... am I dating this strange men to blog or am I blogging to find the right guy? I am going to have to go with the second one... however if I find the right guy what will I blog about?!

Alright I should get back to work now.

Xoxo

**ME**

Valentine's Day Massacre

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

February... a month that is for lovers, chocolate, roses, exciting dates, and happiness...

Enter my February... a month of disappointments so bare with me and I'll get this ball rolling!

At this time I was still talking to the divorced guy, Mr. Semi pro, the teachers, and trying to find ways to just 'run into' Mr. Dimples. The 34 year old is having an early mid life crisis... apparently me looking for someone to have an actual relationship with does not coincide with his looking for a fun hook-up. surprise...SURPRISE! Oh well... the other fine gentlemen as supposed to have dates this month.

Beginning of the month I went on a second date with the divorced guy... well guess it was more of a first hook-up. After meeting some friends for dinner at a new sports bar I gathered myself together and drove to his house.

*note to self... open toed shoes are sexy but not on icy nights*

Not much more then watching a movie... a tour of his house that ended in his bedroom and then his damn dog ran around the room with my bar. Seriously?! Future exes DO NOT HOOK UP with your dog still in the room... seriously! CREEPIEST experience ever! No one likes a cold nose, hot dog breathe and their bra being played with like a chew toy... I won't even start talking about the dog! ;)
I knew this was
1) the worst "date" ever
2) I probably wouldn't see the divorced guy again... even if he wanted to see me
Now the embarrassing part... because this is a tell all blog of course...
We were laying in his bed talking... and... I farted... HA! Seriously... I am so serious.. so he called me quacks and I ended the night. He still called me to let me know he had a great night. HA... ugh ladies nothing ends a bad date like a good fart... because everyone knows farts are funny!
But seriously... I am a classy lady.

Thennn there was valentines day... I spent it going to the bar with my best guy friend... awesome... some girls get flowers I took a few shots sang you oughta know and passed out in my own bed by myself...

Usually I am not that sad about the day. You know just another day... but then I thought about the surgical nurse who's birthday happen to be on valentines day. I missed him and it is had been hard for me to move on when my heart wouldn't let me. Funny how the nicest guy I had met so far also happen to make me cry the hardest as well...

The semi pro and I tried to see each other buttt the weather had other ideas... and I am not dragging my butt an hour to see someone who won't drive down to see me. So this could be it for the semi-pro... this can't be a one sided venture and if he isn't going to try I am not going to try either.

I also had a date with the teacher... but my dear friends it is almost 1am and I should really be sleeping!

Until tomorrow

Xoxo
**ME**

when did aim become a daytime booty call?!

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

I get home from work... exhausted...hungry...hot and once again exhausted. Not in the mood for male contact what so ever... all I want to do is start going to the gym again to feel better about myself...

and this is what i get

greytshirtguy (3:28:48 PM):	wannnnnnna get naked?
**ME** (3:29:30 PM):	i have a date with the gym
greytshirtguy (3:33:28 PM):	:( you never want to play whatever
**ME** (3:33:43 PM):	i gotta work on my fitnesss

Answered plain and simple because this is a brilliant blog entry. It is bad enough when a half witted, face only a mother could love manboy at the bar says this to you at 2am when you are the DD... BUT now we have to go through it at 3:30 in the afternoon?!

Rule:
this guy screams LOSER... and he is probably a Mets fan (just saying).

Rule 2:
IM History is AWESOME

Believe me... I almost wish I released the identities of some of these quality gentleman. But apparently I am too nice for that.

Xoxo
**ME**

When a relationship goes bad...

Hilarious discovery in Wal*mart by one of my besties on our search for "He's just not that into you"

I never want this card...however sad and yet insanely hilarious that a card such of this is in existence!

Troubled RelationshipI wish I could go back...
and not cheat on you
not lie to you
you're not my only baby mama
and cherish you
and care for you
and treat you with the utmost respect that any woman anywhere deserves

If you get this card... run.. FAR! Don't look back. Don't think aww he is changing because if you get all mushy over this card then when he comes the next time with a cute little build-a-bear with a recorded voice BECAUSE he messed up again...

Ladies... no one wants a cute bear that when you give it a little squeeze it says "at least you have this bear to hug"

Just saying... don't let it be you.

Xoxo
**ME**

Thanks to one of my besties for pointing out this card and to Wal*mart for carrying it!

Bar room romance

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

It is usually the nights I go out not looking for someone that somehow...some way they stumble into my lap or I fall into theirs. Clever right? I never saw him before and sadly I don't even know how we started talking, who introduced us, or at that point even his name. But I could remember his smile and how engaging it was the first time I saw it.

Speaking of engaging here are a few things that draw my attention and melt my heart...
a great smile
a phillies hat
dimples
nice arms
eyes
glasses
tall guys
currently guys over the age of 27

Back to the guy... who I will fondly call him Mr. Dimples. It was a late night out the girls and I were showing face at our favorite karaoke spot. When somehow above the music and the smoke and the drinking I saw Mr. Dimples and without skipping a beat went to talk to him... in the ever so attractive take me home with your sort of way. I turned around for a brief moment only to see that he was gone... scared away by my drunken friends.

Side note to my friends: you wouldn't scare away the physical therapist butttt you would scare away DIMPLES! okay enough of that I love you friends!

In a basic fit of panic, drunkenness, and because I just wouldn't let him leave... I weaved through the packed bar room to find him leaving. I introduced myself again and so did he... then I kissed him and said I would see him soon.

See him soon? No numbers where exchanged... I barely remembered his name... barely remembered if he was good looking or a figment of my imagination, but somehow I would see him again. I didn't think to much about it... although the encounter made for some pretty interesting stories the next day.

And I wondered... would I ever see him? Only time will tell....

Xoxo
**ME**

Me and my Sugar Daddy

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

It didn't take me long after the date with semi-pro and the divorced guy to get back in my dating groove. I put up new pictures, updated my info, and started once again to weed out the emails. I started talking talking to an army veteran who recently moved back from being based up north. We began talking just after the new year. He had something my other manventures had lacked... no I am not talking about a crazy sex drive or millions of dollars. He knew how to really communicate like not via four words in text i.e. how you doin babe? It could have been because this guy was 34 and just on the cusp of turning 35...which also happens to be my age cut off for all you sugar daddy's out there.

Conversation with the 34 year old was different then with the teacher. Now the teacher was really dry and I guess I was a little afraid to be myself around him...since all his other 'dates' were dumb and had no direction in life. I have a goal in life but I know I won't acheive it tomorrow... I like to do one step at a time instead of running up them like Rocky pumping my fists in the air.

We choose coffee (of course) as our first meeting. May I add this is the same coffee spot I went with the teacher and the level 10 clinger... the workers must think I am on work meetings because they are never flirty or intimate. I arrived at the coffee shop/bookstore early...figured I could make a run for it if he was nothing that I thought he would be...buttt like a good military man he was there even before I got there. He was good looking... a baby face for a 34 year old in a plaid shirt and baseball cap (that I could only believe was covering his receeding hair line). We stood in line for coffee and bought our own...what a first 'meet'... good thing I stopped at the bank before hand and didn't spend all my money on books! I've been getting very used to the manventures paying for my drink or meal...hmmm interesting.

He picked the biggest table that could probably fit like 4 people with room to spare and we sat directly across from eachother... yeah, that didn't feel like the most awkward interview ever

what I found out...

• He is a Mets fan (why meeee)
• A patriots fan (again whyyyy)
• His girlfriend of 7 years broke up with him in a letter while he was in Iraq
• His car just broke down and needs a million repairs
• He slept around a lot while in the service (not surprised)
• He carries a bottle of water with him everywhere because he is scared of being dehydrated
• He discussed going out with me with his brother-in-law (because of the age difference)

I liked him but wasn't feeling it... He made me feel young and like I didn't really live life yet... which is partially true. And I slowly got the feeling that as I was there looking to find the man of my dreams he was there to find the women of the night. Flattering...yes. What I was looking for? Not so much... at least not that day.
Hug. Goodbye.
Him: Can I see you again?Me: Yeah, why not
But, I had a strange feeling it wouldn't happen... would I be upset? For some reason yes...probably because I know that I am that awesome. Oh well... maybe I just like dating too much!
Next please!
Xoxo
**ME**

Not so 'hot' for teacher

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

The one thing I learned in high school (besides the normal reading, writing and mathematics) was what rooms were home for the fresh out of college hot male teachers.

Teachers... the single ones... that use dating sites; are sophisticated, intelligent and overall can hold a conversation. Well, at least through email. In person they are awkward and whiney and judging...

Well... while I was still 'with' the surgical nurse I began talking to a teacher. Harmless and if anything we started to form a bond. Once the surgical nurse... well I moved on to bigger and better things the teacher and I finally were able to go on our first date. A rather simple choice out for dinner and then if it goes well for some drinks/coffee.

He was adorably awkward and still had a slight cold which made his technical talk of computers even dorkier... The restaurant was loud, busy and they sat us by the bar. Conversation was... well I wouldn't write home about it. We did end up going out for some coffee after, a quieter atmosphere. He had... tea while I of course had coffee.

A sign, I should note; that things may not work out...
Coffee is my lifeline… one cup in the morning before work, during work and almost always after dinner. Ever since my first job at 15 I have been downing the amazing drink as if I was to not have it well I might as well not be able to function. Some people have blood coursing through their veins… my veins... well they are coursing with coffee. The point is I need a man that can handle coffee.

His conversation and demeanor was rather dull… well maybe that is an understatement. I think a lot had to do with him not feeling well, but at least I had my coffee.
Who knows if there will be a second date with this guy… I am just going to roll with the punches. Besides I have another coffee date coming up before the end of the week.

Xoxo
**ME**

Fairy Tales

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

There is something to be said about wanting a story book ending. The prince, once kissed turns back into a frog and that evil witch really just wanted to save you from the biggest mistake you can make.

My recent lapse in blogs wasn't because I met someone but that motivation wasn't there... Sick of the same old one date wonders. Tired of making myself think the second date will be better.

But then recently a guy emailed me and said that night he was going on a potentially horrible date. I don't want to ever get to that point. First dates are fun, exciting, nerve wrecking and always a new lesson. I told him not to give up on all the bad dates because they will...in turn... Make that one date absolutely perfect.

I'm not embracing bad dates...just the idea that the perfect date can't be that far away.

Xoxo
**ME**

I was on Hiatus... it was worth it

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

My friends I have returned and still have to get you all up to date. I would like to welcome all my new followers from metropolisoflove.com and my fellow tweethearts :)

Let's see... wow we have A LOT to catch up on.

Yes, I did take it one date at a time. The week after I went to see the semi pro I went on a date with a guy I will call 'the divorced' guy... except it wasn't until I was actually on the date did I find out he was divorced. Interesting.

I'll set the stage for his description. Divorced marine who recently became a father and is fighting for the rights to spend more time with his child... I'm an outreach program. I seriously find the most messed up men and hope I will be able to change their world.

There was a pretty bad snow and ice storm the night of our date... of course the weather here never can cooperate! Seriously?! Mother nature you should really be reading this, taking notes, and filling in my future husband! We meet up for coffee at a local diner. The coffee was delicious and the conversation... well I didn't have to pull teeth. I love coffee for first dates. Not a lot of distractions and your can't blame your actions on the coffee. We talked about our jobs, sports, family, likes, and of course the whole 'why are you even on a dating site' question(s). It went from an hour to almost three... like two old friends who had to catch up after years of not seeing each other.

Then the divorced guy says...
"so...you know how I said if it went well I'd ask you something"

yesssss

"would you like to come back to my house...we can watch a movie and get to know each other better"

(say yes say yes say yessss... is what my brain said) You're really great divorced guy but with the weather I should really get home.

awkward silence
After a few more minutes of the divorced guy trying to come up with the perfect plan he gave in and agreed another time. Sooner than later...

A sheet of ice covered the windshields of our cars and snow fell from the sky. He kissed me outside of the car... it was a deep, hot kiss the type when the kiss stops your face if still in that kiss pose and your cheeks are flush. Of course, I kiss back for good luck and get into my car. My windshield was covered with ice so I turned up the heat and music and waited for it to melt...there was a knock on my window and there was the divorced guy I unlocked my car door and let him in. Why not? what is a better way to melt ice then a hot make-out session in my car?!

The ice melted and we cooled off. The divorced guy wiped my windows before getting into his own car and disappearing into the night.

Another date may be in the works but for now I have to see what else is out there. I will not settle.

Xoxo

**ME**

A long wait

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

I found my self only days after I stopped talking to the Surgical Nurse, talking again to the semi-pro. I guess it would have happened eventually since I heard from him time and again during my wasted four months of the nurse. He was like my guilty pleasure, like chocolate is for my soul, the semi-pro was to my ego. Always telling me how good I looked, how amazing he thought I was, or how perfect we could be.

I feel for it... once a month

He just drove me absolutely crazy!

I wanna see you...come down...i want to see you...
Well, if you want to see me that bad then drive your butt down here. I refuse to take unnecessary trips for someone who may or may not be worth it.

Of course...the big bad semi pro has to go and get sick. So me being entirely too kind goes up to see him and make sure he is alright. Why? His parents live almost 6 hours away and the big bad man is a a mama's boy. We went out for dinner at a little Mexican restaurant and drank some very yummilicous Margaritas. Ola! Watched some movies and "layed around" the rest of the evening.

In other words... bow chicka wah wahhhh ;)
He fell asleeo and I left his place and made it home around 3am I found that the trip with definitely worth the long wasted four months. The Semi-pro is a much better guy than I thought he would be...

I have two other dates lined up for the upcoming week or two so I am not taking anything too seriously.

One date at a time...

Xoxo
**ME**

A New Year....

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,


Not the greatest way to ring in the new year...

"If he doesn't text...it's over" well... it definitely was good advice! Thanks friends!!

The surgical nurse did wish me a happy new year and like that it was over. The day time texts, night calls, and the butterflies in my stomach flew out in the form of tears. In fact one night he said we should talk soon and then he was gone...

He decided to disappear at a time when all I wanted was the one guy I truly had feelings for to hold me while I cried... Early January one of my high school and first hold communion partner died. I had all my friends but I wanted the nurse...I think it was then when I really realized I needed to move on.

Here's to the long country roads I won't have to take anymore

....so I moved on. You have too. Can't go back and change anything now and I realized the distance became his problem and his wall is there for someone else to try and break down.

I'd never learn to ride a bike unless I fell off a few times and I find roller coasters are more fun riding then standing on the ground watching. I got back on that unpredictable ride they call love....and not to forget the cliche saying of

"you gotta kiss a lot of toads before finding a prince".

I'm gonna keep on kissing...

So back on my site(s) I go announcing my newly found independent status once again...it's full of new exciting ventures and some old returns...
Mr. Semi-pro (he's back!)
The Marine (of course)
The divorced guy
The 34 year old
Mr. Coffee
and the teacher
....and more ;)

You will enjoy this new year of manvantures...
2009...Dating isn't a crime!!

My new rule.
Don't rule out anyone or single out anyone. This is just casual dating not a countdown to get married...well it kinda is...I wanted to be married by 27 (I'll be 25 in Sept) but I think I'll move it to 32.

Yeah...

Let's do this!


Xoxo
**ME**

If my hands stop shaking...

I will be able to type this...


the marine just text me. He's in allentown... I'm in allentown.

I have to pee i'm so excited


Xoxo
**ME**

Dear Santa send me a hot guy...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Christmas. December 2008. A joyous time of year with family, friends and snow. I love freshly fallen snow the kind that is untouched by any crazy kids or hyper dogs.

The surgical nurse becomes more and more distant and I... I am back on my dating site. Hoping he will come around and at least give me some kind of closure. I had at this point devoted a few months to a fizzling bond...which I once again can not let go. Oh a wicked spell this is...the lovebug. I..am painfully...slowly giving up without a fight. Why fight for someone who is fading. It's a lost cause.

I did take a picture (with my cellphone) of a row of Christmas trees and sent it to him...
just because he loves Christmas

Maybe...just maybe I shouldn't of opened my mouth when he was last here. Questioning him on the thought of starting a relationship.

Yet... then he calls me again. Talks about his day, hunting, and friends. I could just end it but unfortunately my friends... I can't... I could smile and pretend to be happy forever.

*****************
A few days after Christmas I received an email from the Marine. He is well. And should be home sometime this coming summer. We will see.... at least he takes my mind off of the surgical nurse every once in awhile


Xoxo
**ME**

PS. I am almost caught up only 3 months to go! haha :)

I wear my heart on my sleeve...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Three weeks (just before thanksgiving Nov.08) after the surgical nurse visited he came down again...just for the night. No, not sleeping over but to officially meet most of my best friends.

**Special Shout out**
My bests are completely amazing. Many I am sure are reading some of these wishing i would share all my juicy details of nights out...and in. But, really they can pin point the potentials and the losers. I value ALL their input. LOVE you crazy kids!

Okay so back to this. He, the surgical nurse, I was starting to become crazy...head over heels for drove down once again. This time he stopped over and exchanged some conversations on hunting and his recent decision of quitting his job. What is that? Traveling nurses instead of being stuck in surgery for hours.

We left to meet up with my friends for happy hour and some kick ass sandwiches at a small but cute bar downtown. I drove. He didn't see to mind my driving...however...he was texting like a maniac. It was always his best guy friend bitching about his girl or one of the guys at home. I figured he was telling the truth so I let it go...

My bests liked him...us...how we looked together. I was incredibly happy with him but also incredibly confused. I feel like I have opened myself up to him and always answered his questions but...he was still so distant and unwilling to open up. The too noticeable need to always be on his cell texting was beginning to get rather annoying... and tonight it was

"This girl I was talking to over the summer. I told her it was over but she doesn't get it"

Maybe it is just me...just really wanting to read his mind. Try to make sense why if he does enjoy being with me on weekends and talking to me daily...why he is so distant.

We went out after happy hour for some much needed karaoke and allow for the surgical nurse to see my night out. What happened... he sat and text most of the night. We left the bar around midnight... and with a growing ache we walked to my car. Then the question I was waiting for... What's wrong? You don't seem like yourself...
It was like a flood...or more like word vomit
I just don't know where to begin...what to say anymore. I feel like I open myself up to you everyday and you..you just have this wall. I can't even try to begin to figure you out or what this is that we are doing.
I have been hurt in the past. you know that. It isn't easy for me to break down this wall.
...
Sometimes I get.. why are you with him, he lives so far away you think it will work
it has so far. who cares what they think. I'm not saying I believe them but you are so distant with the texting... i don't know "surgical nurse"
I drove home crying. Not balling, but the classic slow tears running down my face. I wanted to suck it up so bad and not show him how much I obviously liked him but I couldn't...I felt like I was giving it all (again) for nothing.

We got back to my house.
He kissed me like he always does.
The he was gone...

Ten minutes later he called to make sure I was okay.

I said yes.

I lied.

Xoxo
**ME**

Holiday Hiatus

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future ex's and my future husband,

After a strange break from writing I am back and currently really working on catching you all up to the present time. :)

Xoxo
**ME**

Exciting news...

Hey all!

Well I woke up almost late for woke grabbed my cell phone and...

THE MARINE... my marine! He text me... he is home.

I have been struggling with the inspiration for writing on here and well now... he's home!

I have to work butttt I will definitely keep you all updated on this...besides I am only up to November 08 in my manventure updates oh boy! sooo much to do

Xoxo
**ME**

update

Hey Friends!

Just wanted to let you know you can now email any of my blog posts! So if you see something you love, hate or reminds you of someone feel free to pass it on! :) The more readers the better.

Xoxo
**ME**

Play pretend

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

When I was little we used to have these tall bushes in my backyard by the side fence. When you crossed through them you were a princess and every frog was a prince, bunnies talked to you, and money really did grow on trees. When the bushes were cut down...frogs were still frogs, bunnies where hit by cars and money...money does NOT grow on trees.

However, talking to the surgical nurse made me feel like that little girl again. But, I missed him. It had been two weeks since I saw him...he was like a drug. I liked it, needed it...

November he came down to the LV. I didn't make it a production...infact the night before I drank way too much and was hungover. Good job!

Before anything...he met my parents. I held my breathe as they talked...they liked him. That night we went out for a steak dinner...shopped and went out for drinks at a local bar with my best friend.

...My best friend...well he's a guy. Which made this meeting pretty intense...but they were good together in fact I was made fun of by both of them.
My best said I looked happy..we looked good together but most importantly I looked happy.

I'm so happy...I found the key to my secret world when I was little...for once I felt special.

Xoxo
**ME**

I love college

A real time post for my avid nosey followers...

I went back on one of my older sites just to see if anyone new signed up...and yes, yes new people did...

He's twenty and and college student. But...his emails captivate me... They captivate me mostly because he is twenty and well...seems wise...worldly...mature for his age. Whether he is well versed in the pick-up or just a one in a million sincere guy...time will only tell.

Real emails from the past two days (personal identity information has been removed)

College boy: so...um, i rented say anything the other day only because it had john cusack in it...haha i am so gay...:-P throw in an 80's movie any night of the week....haha

Me: Hey! I loveee that movie!

College boy: lol all good...if i could sustain myself, i would never leave school...i love to read books and learn...people often times refer to me as a nerd, but hey, we have but one life to live, and so, why not understand things about it...lol and i like that you remain a mystery...how intriguing...i am going to unlock your mysteries, (my name here)....do your worst to stop me haha :-)

Me: My mysteries? Haha you must like a challenge (his name) ;)

College boy: lol, of course...warm up to me, and i open like an oyster...my pearl is nothing glamorous, but i promise i will not lie to you, or ever try to manipulate you...i recently exposed myself to quite a few things that have launched me into maturing quite rapidly...and idk, but i feel like i am missing someone to share it all with...lets be friends :-) and yes, your mysteries will be quite a challenge, but hey, it's not the climb up the mountain, but the amazing view that people remember the most...be my view, and let your mysteries be the mountain...

I can't make this up...I didn't respond yet. I wanna sound witty and interested...and smart. He's so much younger than me...but thinking of the next thing to say makes me...

Nervous...

Xoxo
**ME**

She's gone country

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

It's the Wednesday following the wedding weekend. I get to tell...well gossip to my bests about the surgical nurse with a twinkle in my eye and an extra bounce in my step.

Every day since leaving his house has I have gotten....a good morning before he goes to work, a text during his lunch, I let him know when I'm home, he calls to say what he's doing, we text til it's bedtime then we're on the phone for a half hour to a hour until I fall asleep. And the next day all over again. We talk about our family, friends, past relationships, hopes, dreams, and how much we can't wait to see each other again.

I'm spoiled..smitten...and miss him.

Who am I?

I once was all that was the perfect single girl. And now I'm stuck with my head in the clouds. That Wednesday I was at a bar eating wings and drinking beers when the surgical nurse called to see if I wanted to come up again. His best friends have a Halloween fest every year and he and they wanted me there.

Of course I went! Drove up on a rainy cold Saturday afternoon. The party was in a back yard...well...a back yard I've probably seen on...hmm blue collar comedy.

A broken down tractor...cow...goat..pigs...everyone wearing their hunting boots...yeah I was a bit city in their big country. And I loved every moment of it. They drank Keystone and chased the cow when it broke out of the yard. The bathroom...ohhh the bathroom. High quality to say the least...a extra large handicapped port-o-potty equipped with a light switch. I didn't even know they came with lights!

After the party I was muddy, cold and ready to sleep. The Surgical Nurse and I cuddled up for the night on his couch and watched the Phillies play off game til almost two in the morning.

The next day we were up early and hit up the... flea market... yeah a redneck flea market. woo hoooo! Then we went with his best friend and fiance to a pumpkin patch and apple orchard :) It was definitely a fun-filled two days with the always wonderful Surgical Nurse.

But... I know shouldn't count my chickens before they hatch...

yet I still did...

Xoxo
**ME**

it never fails...

It never fails my friends that when I've finally gotten over all the exs and one date wonders...they wanna crawl right back where I do not want them...

My head.

Sooo sneaky with their crazy ways of driving me absolutely insane! Like the seven year awkward...never said out loud crush. Me and Mr. Seven year crush have secretly liked, loathed, and flirted with the idea that maybe we'd work out as a couple since I was a junior in high school.

We met in the trainers room of the high school. He was a football player and I was a student trainer. We met up a few times for basketball games or a quick hello while my boys pummeled his football team.

He once came over...but never told me he was allergic to dogs and left as quick as he got there...and that was basically how things went even until this day.

Usually things pan out...
We're all set to hang out thennnn.... I cancel or he cancels... He usually gets pissed and says I'm a slacking biotch. Then I say "this is why WE WILL NEVER work out" we don't talk for a few weeks then we try it again. Possibly in the hopes that one day it will.

As for now (Oct 08) it hasn't so I keep up with my manventures and my surgical nurse :)


Xoxo
**ME**

A weekend wedding

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

The week went fast that crisp week in October (08) and I drove the two hours up north for the weekend wedding with the Surgical Nurse. He met me at a gas station off the highway...romantic I know! Nothing like the sweet smell of gas and old truckers. YUMMY! I followed him on twisted back mountain roads... I almost drove off the road twice to take in the scenery.

His house (well...okay his parents house) was a home I only dreamed about living in... made of brick and wood, set back on a long stone driveway back in the mountains. It overlooked a beautiful scenic view of the autumn colors on the mountain side.

I met his dad as I walked into the house. Funny enough our fathers work for the same company and know some of the same people. He was very accommodating and made me feel very welcome. Then the surgical nurse and I left for the evening...it wasn't anything extraordinary he took me out for dinner then we bought a movie to watch back at his house. We watched the movie til I almost fell asleep laying on his lap. He woke me up to take me to his room where his mom put new sheets on the bed for me...and like a gentleman kissed me. He slept down on the couch that night.

The next morning I woke up to a hot cup of coffee made for me by his dad and got ready to go to the wedding. The weather was perfect for a wedding...blue skies, a light breeze and a wonderful date. The surgical nurses friends got married on a golf course and the reception was on the premises as were all the not so lovely hotel rooms! owww owwwww

His friends were nothing like him standing 6ft tall with slim athletic builds all with girlfriends...except for one slightly dim-witted meat headed who seemed to hit on everything that moved. The wedding was something to remember... dancing, drinking, meeting all of the surgical nurses closest friends. The only thing that got a little annoying is that HE IS CONSTANTLY on his damn cellphone. Texting...checking the highlights from games... whatever else men do with cellphones, but I can't be too upset about it. This was just our second date...well third if you count the Friday... and Sunday was then the fourth. But, there wasn't anything I could pinpoint that I didn't like about him.

My favorite is when he kisses me.

Xoxo
**ME**

I have to ask you something...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

In most circumstances no likes to hear... "We need to talk", "I have to ask/tell you something". In my experience it means, yeah I forgot to tell you I have another girlfriend or this is just going to be a friends with benefits thing. Anyway... This was nothing like it.

The monday after my first sneezy date with the surgical nurse he called me. Now...I must set this up a little better. For my friends who know there was not a minute when I wasn't talking to him, texting him, talking about him...and all but two days after the first date. I should have had an air mattress because friends...

I was falling HARD.

My mom says you'll know as soon as you meet someone and well I knew I wanted to talk to him morning noon and night.

That monday night when he said I have to ask you something...I wanted to throw up. Already? Here it comes another GREAT letdown to put in the books...

There is a wedding next weekend..will you be my date.

Mmm.... Yes! Of course! In a heartbeat.

Great! You'll meet my parents...best friends...their parents...

I had to secretly stop and breathe.

5 days till I get a whole weekend with the surgical nurse...I can't help but feel a little guilty about being sooo happy but not thinking about the Marine...

But then the weekend may be a complete disaster...

Xoxo
**ME**

Sick on the first date

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

A week later the surgical nurse and I decided to have dinner. Then...my body decided I was going to get sick. But, I didn't let the sniffles pull me away from maybe meeting the one toad that turns into a prince.

For the record. I don't like princes, but I could always change my mind.

The nurse decided to come down that saturday night dinner and drinks. He already scored a few points when I learned we lived two hours apart. Wow...for me. Incredible.

He got to my house and there he was about 5'11", blue eyes, blond hair, nicely put together with... A PHILLIES HAT! Which must have been some kind of sin since he likes the stinkin mets.

I took him to a great classy local sports bar for dinner. It was awkward at all. In fact, I never felt more like myself being out with him. The night wrapped up and we went back to my place where we sat on the couch and watched baseball. By 1230am I'm beat and he still needs to drive two hours. Walking him to the door I gave him a goodnight kiss. He left. I almost ran out to his car to kiss him again but I didn't want to be dramatic.

He text me when he got home. Safe, sound, and hoped to see me again.

He definitely will...

Xoxo
**ME**

St. Patty's Day....

Well friends...

It's St. Patty's and I'm sick! :(

Only the best holiday of the year to drink and kiss random people and I'M SICK! Bed bound...flu stricken... Ugh not fun at all!!!

I guess it will give me a chance to catch you all up on my manventures!

Stay tuned

Xoxo
**ME**

The start of something...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

September started rolling out...as did emails and my potential men. I unfortunately let my ex in briefly. Always a mistake...he is an EX for a reason! What was I thinking..oh yea...I'm head over heels for him even though when I look at him I wanna claw his eyes out.

I worked an extra job for some family friends. Anddd I got an email from the surgical nurse! We exchanged cell numbers and text until my cell died

He's so much different from the other guys. He's kind, honest, has goals and dreams...he doesn't bug me like crazy to meet him or send pictures. He's soo down to earth and has a great relationship with family and friends.

My cellphone charges back up after a long day and night working. I decide to give this mystery man a call see what his conversing skills are like...well they were pretty good. We talked for two hours that night. He wants to come down to meet me. Maybe next weekend :)

Keep ya updated!
**ME**

Let's get physical, physical!

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

The weekend before my birthday I went out with my bests to our favorite night spot. Equipped with cheap drinks, great friends and of course karaoke. The night set pace...drinks in hand and I was on the prowl. Trying to find a guy at this bar sometimes is like trying to find a needle in a haysack!

My drinks started going down like water. Then I heard an all too familiar voice...a voice with an accent. It was the physical therapist...the creepy european.

"I bought you a drink (insert my name here)"

I hate the way he says my name. He makes it so much more sexual and creepy than it ever ever should be.

Anyway, don't take the drink. That is what I thought and... I took the drink....then I made out with the dirty stalker physical therapist. Well more like Mr. My hands need to feel every inch of your body kissed me....and where were my amazing friends?? Oooo WATCHING!

Why?
"I thought you liked him"
"You seemed into it"
"Didn't want to cockblock you"

I guess the next time I say... This guy is crazy don't let me make out with him...

I should also make a sign...a newspaper article...

Maybe even start a website. Datingsitecreepers dot com and post pictures of them on there!

I love how this non manventure night turned into a stalkventure of a mannightmare!

Xoxo
**ME**

Hmm maybe there is a good reason he is...semi-pro

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

The semi-pro text me while I was at a minor league baseball game with my cousin in late august 08... He wants me to come see him...he bought me a gift of some sort. He can be a little pushy, demending, but he is very veerrryyy focused on me.

Well...so I think at least.

It is always babe...baby...hun with him. I know they can be terms of endearment, but from my experience it's a clever way of not saying the wrong name. Yeah well...

He's moving for his job and will be about an hour from me. Which would not be a big deal if he didn't ask me to come visit on weekdays...we need a compromise and I have yet to get that with him.
I really need to think things through with this guy.

In other news!!! Early september I started emailing this new guy. He's 25, a surgical nurse, played Lax in college and is just really down to earth. He lives about two hours away so I don't know...I won't get his name tattood on me any time soon!

Xoxo
**ME**

I'm addicted too...

This is a real time post. I am coming back from a date with well... you will have to wait for that. I don't want to jump too much into the present time without finishing these last few dates.

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

I just want to let you know...

I'm addicted to pain...Addicted to finding the right guy even when he is the absolutely nothing like the right guy should be.

He is so horrible that he makes the next asshole so much more amazing and I accept it because the pain is addictive... like a piercing or a tattoo

and I love that even the nice guys

In the end... all turn out the same

It isn't that I love being hurt because I definitely do not at all. It is just the guys I have been attracted too and find the most alluring are the bad boys. I want to be the one that makes them calm down from their bad boy ways and fall in love with me.

Things I need to stop doing are...falling to fast, believing everything that is said to me, opening up to fast, and settling for someone that is not worth my time.

A friend told me once I'll go through a lot of scummers before I meet the one who is my perfect fit.

Well friends I'm sick of waiting and I'm sick of scummers.

But, I am now determined for him to find me...It's gonna take a strong man to win me over now.

Xoxo
**ME**

He likes his women like I like my fridays...DRUNK

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Here is one for you... He had what seemed to be everything I needed... Let's see...

32, A physical therapist, European accent, knowledgeable, world traveler, hiker, and baseball fan...

This date, I was going on before going out with my friends. I safe guarded this date...no longer than an hour an a half, a very public bar, and down the street from my friends...

It started out well...he was well-dressed, bought me my beer, was very engaging in conversation... but was touchy feely. I mean I am ALLLL about the physical contact. It is hot. A little touch leaving the rest up to the imagination. But we were sitting on this couch and as I would move over he would move closer! I NEARLY fell off! I was like really??? CALM DOWN! Now, he is a physical therapist but can't we wait a little before the physical part comes into play? Just a bit?

No, I don't need a back massage or my quad stretched. I mean REALLY! Can I get some breathing room or a tic tac maybe?

Thankfully, the date was over as fast as it started. Then...he asked the question...where are you going out? damn damn damnnnn. Regardless of what I would say I am pretty sure he would find out later. So I told him.


Then as I left I entered him in my phone as:

DO NOT ANSWER! PT

We will see what happens...

Xoxo
**ME**

Hut... hut... HIKE!

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

I joined a new site...

Yes, it is free. I'm cheap and with the men I'm meeting I'm not dishing out money for a date that turns into money. The great thing about this site is you need to actually pay to email people! Sooo I'm on for free letting the men do their thing. And they do!

So the first hour I get tons of messages from 40 year olds, recently divorced men, gangstas, and well some guy who could hardly speak English. It's cool...

I was just getting off when I got this message from a guy...who is he? We'll call him Mr. Semi-pro... What can I say about Mr. Semi-pro? He's 6 ft, perpetually calls me babe (which for some reason I don't mind), a college graduate, he's a gym and health NUT, and he is family orientated.... so why am I not jumping in my car and going to see him?

I need to wait... breathe... explore my options....

I'm afraid to meet anyone now that the marine is gone. crap. he told me not to wait.... SO WHY AM I WAITING!

We'll see.. exchange numbers...myspace...facebooks...

Xoxo
**ME**

What I look for...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

So what is it that I am even looking for? I go out with these ridiculous men and still 8 months later I am still single! I wouldn't give up any of this at all, oh no it is a learning experience... a way to weed out losers and throw back the bottom feeders. I've learned to read sites...now really read into them. Translate what these gentleman have to say about themselves...

"I've just come out of a five year relationship" -- I'm not ready to move on but to make her jealous... I will, even if it does break you

"I'm looking for someone where distance isn't a problem" -- I looking for someone to come to me in a drop of a dime.

"I think you're cute, hot, sexy, have nice eyes, great smile..." -- I can't wait to get you in bed

"I looking for hangout, friends, intimate encounter, dating, long term" -- I just wanna have sex

"I like the mets" -- I'm a tool

"The last girl I was seeing won't stop calling me" -- I never told her it was over I just stopped talking to her

self employed = unemployed
kids...prefer not to say = i have one or two...maybe
car? No = i lost my license

I'm not saying this is WHAT it means but come on what do you think... "hey after we get coffee and it goes well do you wanna come to my place and watch a movie?" psshhhh yeah... NO!

I can't even really read them all...men; unfortunately, can be as tricky, as crazy and as determined as women. And sometimes...without warning the really slimy ones...slip through the cracks...

Xoxo
**ME**

The Last Call

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,


This morning I got a call...

Well it wasn't today it was back in july...the marine called. He's back from base...but he's being deployed...

So there I am half asleep and he asks to see me.

Now?
"Yes...now"
I'm sleeping I can't...I'm so tired. When do you leave?

This is the part when I day dream about him having more than a month and he wants to spend it with me...

"Tomorrow...8am..."

FML I work tomorrow...

That morning I am driving to work. I get a call from the marine. I'm at the airport I'll call you before I leave....

Breathe

It's not like I was dating him. Sooo then why am I so upset...

I get a call just before 8...

I hear my name...the phone line goes dead

My marine is on his way back to the sandpit... It's all about emails now....

Xoxo
**ME**

Liar Liar...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

Yet another manventure! This one had bad news written alllll over it... I should have known when a guy does not have a picture...

HE IS HIDING SOMETHING

Whether it is....his age or that he is just plain nasty. It is a bad idea. And me? I found out the hard way. The I trust too much way. The but he was soooo wonderful when he emailed me...or called...or text. Oh no no noooo ladies we can't be fool ourselves anymore by making someone into something he is not.

We'll call him the manager.

Again...we met on a site. He's 25, never married, no kids, a manager, an ex-marine, and he has the cutest dog in his picture! Can't see the face but the dog is realllyyyy adorable! So what did I really see? Marine with a cute dog. SOLD!

A trend you will soon see... I love guys in uniform! Policemen, firemen, military guys, baseball players... YUMMY sign me up! o-kay let me gather my thoughts again and stop acting like a construction worker....

So we decided to meet...me and the manager. He says he will be coming straight from work so he will be in his work clothes. Which is fine because I have to dress business casual at work. No prob no prob... We decide to grab coffee...something quick to meet and decide. Because really it takes like 5 seconds to decide if someone is for you... I have it down to a science now. But...I still can't just not meet someone. Why? I am way too nice. I give too many chances to those who do not deserve it.

I pull up to the coffee shop...

get out...

F MY LIFE

I can't turn....run...get in my car...tell him I am sick...he saw me

Maybe...that's not that guy! Yeah I mean lots of people order two coffees and wait for people.. right?!

It was him...unfortunately.

This is what it comes down to...

Manager= Parts manager of a vaccum company (not a big deal but come on tell the truth)
office attaire= a repair man jumper (that's a slight problem)
25=32 (WHAT THE F)
no kids=one kid (more lies)
never married=well not married but moved to pa because he got his "bitch" preggo

His defense for the "lies" his secretary made his profile... uhhh no thanks!

Then... the whole time he was texting...and calling girls "hot chicks" blah blah blah I was come on dude if you are not interested let's just end this so I can go home and call alllll my friends about it and laugh...

But noooo he actually ASKED me to have dinner


I said no

NEW RULE
BACKGROUND CHECK!

XoXo
**ME**

A free dinner...

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband,

It's the beginning of May (2008)... and the Marine left for his training base in California...it is sad of course but he's still in the states and you never know when he really have to leave... it could be in a week, two months or another year...

The marine says he gets to come home before he goes over... I'll be waiting...

But for now I decided to keep up with the manventures...

but what I did was an well... I just wanted a free dinner...

from...

the level 10 clinger!

UGH! I think I was in desperate need of attention and of course the number one stalker on the block will give me the much needed attention I needed

I flirted with the waiter...ordered a chocolate martini and ordered the best meal ever...

I had fun...

I don't think he did...

wow I'm a bitch but seriously I think it is a well deserved for the level 10 clinger....

Okay I need to make another rule
NO PITY DINNERS... it is bad for both people attending

Xoxo
**ME**


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