I have to ask you something...

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

In most circumstances no likes to hear... "We need to talk", "I have to ask/tell you something". In my experience it means, yeah I forgot to tell you I have another girlfriend or this is just going to be a friends with benefits thing. Anyway... This was nothing like it.

The monday after my first sneezy date with the surgical nurse he called me. Now...I must set this up a little better. For my friends who know there was not a minute when I wasn't talking to him, texting him, talking about him...and all but two days after the first date. I should have had an air mattress because friends...

I was falling HARD.

My mom says you'll know as soon as you meet someone and well I knew I wanted to talk to him morning noon and night.

That monday night when he said I have to ask you something...I wanted to throw up. Already? Here it comes another GREAT letdown to put in the books...

There is a wedding next weekend..will you be my date.

Mmm.... Yes! Of course! In a heartbeat.

Great! You'll meet my parents...best friends...their parents...

I had to secretly stop and breathe.

5 days till I get a whole weekend with the surgical nurse...I can't help but feel a little guilty about being sooo happy but not thinking about the Marine...

But then the weekend may be a complete disaster...

Xoxo
**ME**

Sick on the first date

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

A week later the surgical nurse and I decided to have dinner. Then...my body decided I was going to get sick. But, I didn't let the sniffles pull me away from maybe meeting the one toad that turns into a prince.

For the record. I don't like princes, but I could always change my mind.

The nurse decided to come down that saturday night dinner and drinks. He already scored a few points when I learned we lived two hours apart. Wow...for me. Incredible.

He got to my house and there he was about 5'11", blue eyes, blond hair, nicely put together with... A PHILLIES HAT! Which must have been some kind of sin since he likes the stinkin mets.

I took him to a great classy local sports bar for dinner. It was awkward at all. In fact, I never felt more like myself being out with him. The night wrapped up and we went back to my place where we sat on the couch and watched baseball. By 1230am I'm beat and he still needs to drive two hours. Walking him to the door I gave him a goodnight kiss. He left. I almost ran out to his car to kiss him again but I didn't want to be dramatic.

He text me when he got home. Safe, sound, and hoped to see me again.

He definitely will...

Xoxo
**ME**

St. Patty's Day....

Well friends...

It's St. Patty's and I'm sick! :(

Only the best holiday of the year to drink and kiss random people and I'M SICK! Bed bound...flu stricken... Ugh not fun at all!!!

I guess it will give me a chance to catch you all up on my manventures!

Stay tuned

Xoxo
**ME**

The start of something...

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

September started rolling out...as did emails and my potential men. I unfortunately let my ex in briefly. Always a mistake...he is an EX for a reason! What was I thinking..oh yea...I'm head over heels for him even though when I look at him I wanna claw his eyes out.

I worked an extra job for some family friends. Anddd I got an email from the surgical nurse! We exchanged cell numbers and text until my cell died

He's so much different from the other guys. He's kind, honest, has goals and dreams...he doesn't bug me like crazy to meet him or send pictures. He's soo down to earth and has a great relationship with family and friends.

My cellphone charges back up after a long day and night working. I decide to give this mystery man a call see what his conversing skills are like...well they were pretty good. We talked for two hours that night. He wants to come down to meet me. Maybe next weekend :)

Keep ya updated!
**ME**

Let's get physical, physical!

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

The weekend before my birthday I went out with my bests to our favorite night spot. Equipped with cheap drinks, great friends and of course karaoke. The night set pace...drinks in hand and I was on the prowl. Trying to find a guy at this bar sometimes is like trying to find a needle in a haysack!

My drinks started going down like water. Then I heard an all too familiar voice...a voice with an accent. It was the physical therapist...the creepy european.

"I bought you a drink (insert my name here)"

I hate the way he says my name. He makes it so much more sexual and creepy than it ever ever should be.

Anyway, don't take the drink. That is what I thought and... I took the drink....then I made out with the dirty stalker physical therapist. Well more like Mr. My hands need to feel every inch of your body kissed me....and where were my amazing friends?? Oooo WATCHING!

Why?
"I thought you liked him"
"You seemed into it"
"Didn't want to cockblock you"

I guess the next time I say... This guy is crazy don't let me make out with him...

I should also make a sign...a newspaper article...

Maybe even start a website. Datingsitecreepers dot com and post pictures of them on there!

I love how this non manventure night turned into a stalkventure of a mannightmare!

Xoxo
**ME**

Hmm maybe there is a good reason he is...semi-pro

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

The semi-pro text me while I was at a minor league baseball game with my cousin in late august 08... He wants me to come see him...he bought me a gift of some sort. He can be a little pushy, demending, but he is very veerrryyy focused on me.

Well...so I think at least.

It is always babe...baby...hun with him. I know they can be terms of endearment, but from my experience it's a clever way of not saying the wrong name. Yeah well...

He's moving for his job and will be about an hour from me. Which would not be a big deal if he didn't ask me to come visit on weekdays...we need a compromise and I have yet to get that with him.
I really need to think things through with this guy.

In other news!!! Early september I started emailing this new guy. He's 25, a surgical nurse, played Lax in college and is just really down to earth. He lives about two hours away so I don't know...I won't get his name tattood on me any time soon!

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**

He likes his women like I like my fridays...DRUNK

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

Here is one for you... He had what seemed to be everything I needed... Let's see...

32, A physical therapist, European accent, knowledgeable, world traveler, hiker, and baseball fan...

This date, I was going on before going out with my friends. I safe guarded this date...no longer than an hour an a half, a very public bar, and down the street from my friends...

It started out well...he was well-dressed, bought me my beer, was very engaging in conversation... but was touchy feely. I mean I am ALLLL about the physical contact. It is hot. A little touch leaving the rest up to the imagination. But we were sitting on this couch and as I would move over he would move closer! I NEARLY fell off! I was like really??? CALM DOWN! Now, he is a physical therapist but can't we wait a little before the physical part comes into play? Just a bit?

No, I don't need a back massage or my quad stretched. I mean REALLY! Can I get some breathing room or a tic tac maybe?

Thankfully, the date was over as fast as it started. Then...he asked the question...where are you going out? damn damn damnnnn. Regardless of what I would say I am pretty sure he would find out later. So I told him.


Then as I left I entered him in my phone as:

DO NOT ANSWER! PT

We will see what happens...

Xoxo
**ME**

Hut... hut... HIKE!

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

I joined a new site...

Yes, it is free. I'm cheap and with the men I'm meeting I'm not dishing out money for a date that turns into money. The great thing about this site is you need to actually pay to email people! Sooo I'm on for free letting the men do their thing. And they do!

So the first hour I get tons of messages from 40 year olds, recently divorced men, gangstas, and well some guy who could hardly speak English. It's cool...

I was just getting off when I got this message from a guy...who is he? We'll call him Mr. Semi-pro... What can I say about Mr. Semi-pro? He's 6 ft, perpetually calls me babe (which for some reason I don't mind), a college graduate, he's a gym and health NUT, and he is family orientated.... so why am I not jumping in my car and going to see him?

I need to wait... breathe... explore my options....

I'm afraid to meet anyone now that the marine is gone. crap. he told me not to wait.... SO WHY AM I WAITING!

We'll see.. exchange numbers...myspace...facebooks...

Xoxo
**ME**

What I look for...

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

So what is it that I am even looking for? I go out with these ridiculous men and still 8 months later I am still single! I wouldn't give up any of this at all, oh no it is a learning experience... a way to weed out losers and throw back the bottom feeders. I've learned to read sites...now really read into them. Translate what these gentleman have to say about themselves...

"I've just come out of a five year relationship" -- I'm not ready to move on but to make her jealous... I will, even if it does break you

"I'm looking for someone where distance isn't a problem" -- I looking for someone to come to me in a drop of a dime.

"I think you're cute, hot, sexy, have nice eyes, great smile..." -- I can't wait to get you in bed

"I looking for hangout, friends, intimate encounter, dating, long term" -- I just wanna have sex

"I like the mets" -- I'm a tool

"The last girl I was seeing won't stop calling me" -- I never told her it was over I just stopped talking to her

self employed = unemployed
kids...prefer not to say = i have one or two...maybe
car? No = i lost my license

I'm not saying this is WHAT it means but come on what do you think... "hey after we get coffee and it goes well do you wanna come to my place and watch a movie?" psshhhh yeah... NO!

I can't even really read them all...men; unfortunately, can be as tricky, as crazy and as determined as women. And sometimes...without warning the really slimy ones...slip through the cracks...

Xoxo
**ME**