Falling Fast and Hard

Hi again avid followers, newcomers, future exes and my future husband, 
(This blog was in draft and has been back-dated and FINALLY published! xoxo **ME**)

Things have been going amazing with the blue-eyed devil! We see each-other almost every day and it really seems to be we are connected! Things we have in common you ask? Same birth month, favorite sports teams (a must), love of awesome food, vodka and sex... especially the sex! Every time we see each other it is that electric connection I had first told you about. When he touches me my whole body is on fire and I just want him more each time. I'll go with lust for now... no need to drop any "L" words!

Favorite date-outings in the past month?

•  Our 2nd date (the day after the first) to a Italian restaurant. We had chicken parm, drank wine and talked about where we wanted to be in the next year.  
• Beer tasting at a local bar
• Sneaking vodka into the race track and betting on the pony's 
• Meeting his amazing friends
• A surprise get-a-way trip to New York full of snowball fights
• Date night where we drove around for an hour and found a cute hidden restaurant. We were completely under-dressed and they were out of most of the entrees we wanted, but it couldn't have been more perfect. 

Least favorite....

My friends hate him. He's loud, overbearing and really doesn't take the time to think before he speaks. They say he took advantage of me when I offered to buy the drinks when we were out... which I could understand but, we had gone on many dates before that... each of all he paid far more then I did. It's the 21st century and I guess I didn't mind catering to him. But... my friends hate him and I am absolutely head over heels! 

We are going to start playing tennis together and working out :) 

He makes me happy. Finally, I am happy. 

XOXO 

**ME**

3am I must be dreaming

July 10th

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

He's been in and out of my life now for over a year. And yet... he still captures me. Maybe because he is that dark, mysterious, and dangerous man I have been seeking for so long. Whenever I hear from him I get a rush of emotions... lonely, happy, sad... but mostly happy. That is the one thing he was always good at.

The Marine... who has been posted about A LOT. (newcomers I would suggest checking out the past posting to get caught up)

At this point I had not thought much of him... he had changed for the good or bad since he had gone back to Iraq and I was not going to be the one to bring back the man that I had first met and fell for... although I had wanted to be... he wasn't going to let me.

I woke up like every other weekday early... showered and got ready for work. I have my cellphone on a sleeper til 7 in the morning so I am not woken up in the middle of the night. I went about my normal routine and checked my cellphone and my heart came to a stand still...

1am... Missed call from the Marine
2am... Texts from the Marine... "You up babe?" "call me when you get a chance"
3am.. Missed call with a voice mail
"Hey darling... call me... **static static** leaving soon"

So I text him once I calmed down... but that was it...

I guess in my mind I was hoping it wasn't just a drunk late night I am in town call... but it was... and well strangely enough it helped me put a close to how I felt for him... his last 3am call allowed me to move on...

hopefully to BIGGER and BETTER... men


XOXO
**ME**

Three for one

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

A few days after my night with Mr. Strong and Silent. I already had three dates lined up in the month. I felt like I was up to bat three strikes and your out... let's see how they fared.
The first of the three (in June) was with the Comedian.
The second date was with the Philly phan sometime in the beginning of July
And last and well... least was with the skydiver at the end of July.

Strike one:
The Comedian caught my eye because I thought he looked like a young John Cusack in a picture... with stronger sideburns but I could imagine him outside blasting "In your eyes" in a brown trench coat from a boom box. Yes, it would still be a boom box because he was basically stuck in the 80s... a strange fascination for it and it's music. He worked only on weekends so that would be one of the first of many problems... the other being he lived almost 45 minutes away. Distance was never a problem but distance and him working every weekend... that would be something. We had been "talking" for almost a month before I went up to meet him. And well... he was nothing at all like I expected him to be. He had a big personality to make up for his small... stature... yes as in height he was as big as his personality. He was sweet and listened as much as he talked but he was also a whining, complaining little bitch.
Guys... DO NOT talk about how your ex told everyone that you were gay with your best friend. It makes for awkward silence.
This was the first and last time I would see the Comedian... he just wasn't as funny, charming or attractive in person as he was online. And that seemed to be the common theme...
Comedian... foul ball strike one!


Strike two:
The philly phan seemed more promising. He didn't talk about sex 24/7, he wasn't the center of his own world and more importantly... he loved baseball. Obviously, I am a little obsessed with it. Anyway... he unlike the comedian was a college grad and a manager of a restaurant. We made plans for dinner half way between were we lived. This worked out perfectly! Finally someone who is willing to compromise and not just want me to come to their place. Unfortunately a week before we were supposed to go out I was incredibly sick... I slowly got better but... developed a lovely cough that would take over two weeks to get rid of and lots of medication. The cough came on the date with me and the only time I wasn't coughing was when I was drinking my chocolate martini. I knew I couldn't get drunk because of working the next day so I drank it slowly after we had dinner and hoped the coughing wouldn't be too bad. As soon as I thought about it... BAM! I was a coughing mess and time for the date to be over. The date itself was ehhh... room for improvement considering I actually thought about getting drunk. Okay.. maybe a lot of room for improvement... he told me a delightful story that when he was at there (at the restaurant we were at) last time he got drunk and was cited for a DUI. PERFECT!
Guys! DO NOT talk about past run ins with the law... although girls do like bad boys. Ones that can potentially harm themselves and others are not okay in this ladies book!
He called me the next day to talk about going out again. He was going to be leaving for Alaska to visit a college friend but we would see each other after... in the interim is when I started talking to the sky diver (to discuss next).

I did hear from the philly phan when he got back from Alaska... he wanted to go to a baseball game, dinner and then he asked me to go to a wedding. We didn't do any of the above and I haven't talked to the philly phan since...
Philly Phan: BUNT! Fouled third base line... strike two

YOURRRRR OUT!As I noted above while the Philly Phan was in Alaska I had to continue my search and thus the skydiver came into play. Unfortunately he was a Mets fan which... is rules for an automatic SEEEEYA! But, I thought I would give him a try. Test him out if you would. In the beginning he was sweet, younger but seemed a little sad/moody at times. He had wanted to be in the air force and went in right after graduating from college. But... during training he hurt his back and was medically discharged. And while some people would take the good with the bad and keep on trucking... this seemed to consume his daily thoughts and actions.

It didn't take me long to see that damage was already done to this poor ex air force trainee. I am not looking to repair men that are broken... I already have enough in my life that needs it's own repair. Plus he seemed to take random upsets out on me (although we had never met... and never would meet).
The Skydiver: Bad back and all... Struck out swinging...
Summer wasn't meant for love... summer was more for
mmm....

hot, dirty... sex

XOXO
**ME**