SO Pinteresting!

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

I am not sure about anyone else but I am kinda obsessed with Pinterest.com -- seriously I get the most fantastic make-up, hair, clothing styles and nail all within a few minutes. But sadly, for many of you, my personal pinterest wall stays just that personal. Not that I would love to dish out who I am but well... some wounds are fresher then others and there are just some damn crazies out there. 

Back to the Pinteresting Boards I am beginning to create!

Fresh Faced Dating -- Tons of makeup types to great daytime wears to the sexy nighttime wear. Get creative and know yourself. I have come across guys who thought I should wear lipstick or that my eyeliner was too much or they didn't want me to wear any at all. It is your face! Your beautiful blank canvas to do what you want. Not many of us have a make-up artist at home, but we can pretend too!

Dating. -- Includes articles from Cosmo and some interesting infographics on just that... Dating! 

I'd wife him so hard  and She has style and class -- Two celeb boards because well celebs are beautiful and I want to be one and with one soooo yes... James FREAKING Franco mmmm wait what was I saying? Anyway, I would wife the shit out of him. 

For the exes -- Just a fun little hate board dedicated to the assholes in our lives and the poor slutty bitches they ended up with. 

Date-cessories -- Quickly becoming my favorite board! Shoes, purses, jewelry and just pops of color to bring an outfit to life! Just because you are going out to a baseball game doesn't mean you can't dress to impress.  

http://www.pinterest.com/datingsitejunki/

Enjoy!

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**

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**

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**

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!

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**

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**

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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Now playing: Meredith Brooks - Bitch
via FoxyTunes

A Fumble at the ballgame

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

I set a second date with the financial analyst... I'm happy about...He's not the marine and really I don't think I am settling okay maybe I am...

I just want to feel that spark again... we will see...

So anyway back to the 2nd date...I decided we would go to a local minor league baseball team. I wanted to see the sports knowledge of this man because I love baseball I mean absolutely love the game... we decide to meet in the parking lot of the store down the street and go to the game together. I'm sooo sweet... that I pay for parking because I never told him about having to have to pay for parking haha myyy bad! We get to the game and get two field tickets. GREAT SEATS! Third baseline and about 7 rows up. Ideal to watch the game and see the butt of the third baseman who is soooo hot!

The game begins and I am enjoying the game and then...he takes out his digital camera...no, no we don't do this...I don't take pictures on the 1st or 2nd date. What's the reason!? To have memories of a date gone wrong? To see how horrible we look together? Well... I guess I could see how good I looked...hmmm I'll remember that.

I order a "cold bear hair" (cold beer here) from a slightly overweight bald man who was out of breath from bending over...WHAT A MAN! The financial anaylst just looked at me like.. are you seriously going to drink a beer. HELL YEA I AM! And if they come around with "hawt dogs" i'll get one of those too! Geez someone needs to loosen up his tie.

In the midst of the beer the opposing team hit a shot to the outfield...and our right fielder dropped it...SERIOUSLY! no wonder we are LAST in all that is minor league baseball. While I am yelling to stick with it Mr. Financial Analyst says....

ugh... he fumbled it

FUMBLED?! Realllyyyy!!! We are at a BASEBALL GAME not a FOOTBALL GAME. I think my blank stare and silent are you kidding me demeanor prompted his... just a test to see if you really understood the game.

LISTEN BUDDY! After ten years of softball and following baseball my ENTIRE life I am sure I KNOW BASEBALL.... is this game over yet....
Leaving the game I check my cellphone...

Good game isn't it --Level 10 Clinger

KILL MY LIFE!!! WHY! I don't answer I can't start this again...but I mean I could probably get a free meal out of it hmmmm evil I know...

The Financial Analyst took me back to my car but he did not hesitate to mention the bars I go to are dive bars...ohhh cause he is so CLASSY and drinks chick drinks cause he can't stand beer. THEN before I get in my car he mentions how I should probably wash it... oh and he would like to see me again. REALLY!? I don't think so... I think this is the last date unless something changes

I need to start new...

New Rules to add

• must know the difference between a fumble and a error
• must enjoy a dive bar
• MUST enjoy a beer

Xoxo
**ME**

Level 10 Clinger

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

Now to really understand where I am coming from with all this dating site garbage I need to start from my number one...who and what started it all... My first 'manventure'.

My profile is simple it doesn't reveal too much but it definitely initiates lots of conversation aka emails. At first I set rules...
1) I don't give out my name or number
2) I don't go out with anyone until I am completely ready...
well that didn't last long! But I did add if a guy asks for naked pics he's a loser and if he emails you in some strange text language he is well.... example:

"Hey! How r u? I saw ya on da site n I thnk ur a qt! If I could get 2 know u that would b gr8t! Here is 1 of my pix. Let me now what u thnk"

Translation: LOSER!

All I want is an educated, attractive, emotionally stable and fun guy! Is that too much to ask for??!!

The first guy I ever met up with was a 28 year old sports announcer for ESPN radio and a golf coach. It was mid December when college basketball just started getting exciting and we both shared a common interest in college ball. We had been emailing for two weeks, then it went to im-ing and finally the exchange of numbers and the texts began. Now I am not complaining about the texts at all!! I happen to like texting but he loved it and to show his dedication in our newly formed VIRTUAL friendship he got unlimited texting...for me...which he reminded me frequently. Soon the texts a few times a day turned into all day even if I didn't respond and as soon as I got on my im he was the first to see what I was doing. His profile on the site changed to currently not looking...then it hit me....there is a reason everyone is on dating site, his reason...

LEVEL 10 CLINGER!

I thought maybe if I ignore him he'll go away...I'll lose my phone, change my number, be diagnosed with a incurable very contagious disease...no such luck. Okay so he's into me. This wasn't a game...he took dating sites seriously... very seriously. A week or two after the new year I came home from a job interview and there was a message just for me.

"Coffee, 1pm @ barnes and noble. See ya there- Clinger"

Perfect! I could stand him up and then it would be over! Yeah...I could but unfortunately I am way too nice. So I went...and there he was... thin and maybe 5'3" on a good day with a face only a mother could love (damn people using pictures that probably only look like them after I had 5 or 6 gin and tonics). I thought...I can run or maybe introduce myself to the cute guy by the magazines...no such luck. Mr. "I memorized every picture you have on your site" was already walking over to me. After a pretty much forced conversation, a tall cafe mocha and a free bag of dove chocolates we went our separate ways.

A few days later I received an ecard from him to randomly have a good day...that's nice but then he started calling before bed....just to say goodnight. Then he wanted my address...sorry I don't give that out. Oh! But what did he want it for?? You know the normal....flowers, gifts, to climb up the drain pipe and watch me sleep. Not creepy at all! A day or two after that he changed his facebook status to complicated...because of me.

I stop answering his calls, emails and ims and soon mr. Level 10 clinger faded... I still get angry messages once in awhile cause I am a heart breaker...but I'd rather be that than crazy!

Lesson learned... I decided to:
1) Be more selective
2) Get the date over with sooner
3) Try to somehow test their level of clinginess
4) Find manlier men

I must say if I would have known my dates would be so...interesting I would have started this Blog a long time ago! Thank god I kept a journal!

Stay tuned! I have lots to catch you up on

Xoxo
**ME**