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**

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**

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**

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**