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**