Dealing With His Ex

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

Girl meets guy. Things go great, amazing maybe. Great times hanging out, amazing conversation and equally as amazing sex. She thinks, HOW could any of this go bad? 

Enter Crazy Ex

My recent encounter with said "creature"? Nightmare!

How could it be that bad, you ask? The blue-eyed devil and I woke up at 6 am randomly and he, suddenly being Mr. Romantical, thought breakfast in bed would be a great idea. I, of course, did not fight this idea since it included my two favorite things on a Saturday morning. Breakfast and bed. I mean seriously at that time in the morning what would you rather be doing? 

(If you say "working out" you are a liar and I already hate your skinny ass) 

Blue-eyed devil went out to his car and drove to the diner (I said he was being romantical not a chef...trust me this was a wise decision). In a split second as he pulls around the corner a car screams by his place... 

• by car I mean Crazy Hot Mess Express 
• by scream I mean she literally SCREAMED out her window. 

Yes, his ex, drove to his place at 6 in the morning... sigh... like a nasty little snake stalking a poor unsuspecting mouse and POW! Poor mouse never had a chance. 

What Happens next?

After waiting for him to get back (which felt like hours but was only 20 minutes) I couldn't eat and was visibly upset. 

And when he got back?

I was already packing when he got in and We hashed it out. No screaming but there was tears on both ends. 

What was she doing stalking you? 

         She has been calling me all week. I answered. All she does is scream and cry that I shouldn't be back with you. 

What did she say?

        She was waiting down the street and saw your car. She followed me to the gas station, giant parking lot and then to the apartment complex down the street where she parked next to me and just screamed. By the way, she hates you and you will pay.

What's next?

        Restraining order... maybe we both should get one. 

Seriously? 

Okay, listen up. We, as the searchers of love, should not have to put up with this crap. Now I have had my share of cray cray moments like.... searching his place for the sign of cheating and deleting messages on his cell. BUT I have fessed up and we have moved on from that. 

• Please ex-ladies and gentlemen... Put away your crazy! 

• Future love... SHOW ME THE EX-FAX! I need you to ensure any left-over hot mess expresses will not show up at any point in time and make me question what I am doing with you. 

How do I plan on dealing further?

Pretending that creature doesn't exist and continue to be happy. Trust me it is easier then you think. 

I welcome any and all crazy exes to cross my path. After this monster I doubt I will have trouble with any of you. 

Kisses

XOXO 

*ME*

PS... Blue-eyed devil's deadline is approaching. May 31th shit or get off the pot. Figure it out. In or Out. Either I am in his life or not. But... I am thinking of extending this "deadline"... I can't help it. I love him, I am not his boss. 

Dating Yourself

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

Recently, I have found it increasing harder to find quality men for potential manventures on my dating sites. I fear... they have caught on, found my blog and are probably writing one themselves. Most likely they have named it things like -- Douche from Doucheville or The Incredible Shrinking Penis. Or quite possibly I have set my bar WAY to high, to an unachievable level of man that doesn't exist! But then it also struck me... I am not completely happy with where I am in my life so how can I be happy with someone else's mess introduced into mine. 

This is my Hot Mess Express and no, sir, you are not welcome to ride this ride. 

Happiness in the single life vs in the dating life. The key? Don't lose yourself!

It is so easy to be swept up by your new love, significant other, new and old friends, potential in-laws that you forget the most important person. YOU! Whether the case is you are single, dating or married; we all must remember to date ourselves, even if it is once a week. 

I will not lie, I definitely fell of the wagon and lost myself. For the entire winter it seems I stopped doing things I enjoy for the benefit of others happiness. Even the smallest of things like this blog--which I started up again in fuller swing around the new year, to an even bigger thing like the gym... my waist seriously hurts when I say that! 

So what am I doing about this? 

Here are two major things I am doing to "date" me again:

**ME** "dating" the Gym

I am going to back to what made me happy. My awesome pink swarovski bassbuds (purchased on groupon! OBSESSED), bright neon tanks, black yoga pants, 45 mins on the elliptical, 10lb kettlebells and my three very favorite 30 day challenges (Seen Below)! Plus my bonus chocolate mint protein shake after my workouts, yum! I loved using my gym as an outlet for my life stresses. Besides getting hit on by the sweaty old guy with a midlife crisis or the lesbian by the weights is always a perk... or just motivation to not stop!

**ME** Dating my Intelligence

I love my job, don't get me wrong but there are bigger and better things out there for me. So looking into advancing my degree! Fingers crossed!

Reading! I used to go to Starbucks or Panera every Wednesday after work, have a coffee and read for at least 45 minutes. It brought my stress level down and helped the creative juices to flow. So even if it isn't at a coffee shop I need to find time to shut out the world, silent my cellphone and read. PS any reading suggestions are greatly appreciated

Well, I am now going to have a **ME** date with my pillow -- I will leave you with my burning question to you, my fabulous readers.

How do you "Me" Date?

XOXO

**ME**