Valentine's Day Massacre

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

February... a month that is for lovers, chocolate, roses, exciting dates, and happiness...

Enter my February... a month of disappointments so bare with me and I'll get this ball rolling!

At this time I was still talking to the divorced guy, Mr. Semi pro, the teachers, and trying to find ways to just 'run into' Mr. Dimples. The 34 year old is having an early mid life crisis... apparently me looking for someone to have an actual relationship with does not coincide with his looking for a fun hook-up. surprise...SURPRISE! Oh well... the other fine gentlemen as supposed to have dates this month.

Beginning of the month I went on a second date with the divorced guy... well guess it was more of a first hook-up. After meeting some friends for dinner at a new sports bar I gathered myself together and drove to his house.

*note to self... open toed shoes are sexy but not on icy nights*

Not much more then watching a movie... a tour of his house that ended in his bedroom and then his damn dog ran around the room with my bar. Seriously?! Future exes DO NOT HOOK UP with your dog still in the room... seriously! CREEPIEST experience ever! No one likes a cold nose, hot dog breathe and their bra being played with like a chew toy... I won't even start talking about the dog! ;)
I knew this was
1) the worst "date" ever
2) I probably wouldn't see the divorced guy again... even if he wanted to see me
Now the embarrassing part... because this is a tell all blog of course...
We were laying in his bed talking... and... I farted... HA! Seriously... I am so serious.. so he called me quacks and I ended the night. He still called me to let me know he had a great night. HA... ugh ladies nothing ends a bad date like a good fart... because everyone knows farts are funny!
But seriously... I am a classy lady.

Thennn there was valentines day... I spent it going to the bar with my best guy friend... awesome... some girls get flowers I took a few shots sang you oughta know and passed out in my own bed by myself...

Usually I am not that sad about the day. You know just another day... but then I thought about the surgical nurse who's birthday happen to be on valentines day. I missed him and it is had been hard for me to move on when my heart wouldn't let me. Funny how the nicest guy I had met so far also happen to make me cry the hardest as well...

The semi pro and I tried to see each other buttt the weather had other ideas... and I am not dragging my butt an hour to see someone who won't drive down to see me. So this could be it for the semi-pro... this can't be a one sided venture and if he isn't going to try I am not going to try either.

I also had a date with the teacher... but my dear friends it is almost 1am and I should really be sleeping!

Until tomorrow

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!

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**

Me and my Sugar Daddy

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

It didn't take me long after the date with semi-pro and the divorced guy to get back in my dating groove. I put up new pictures, updated my info, and started once again to weed out the emails. I started talking talking to an army veteran who recently moved back from being based up north. We began talking just after the new year. He had something my other manventures had lacked... no I am not talking about a crazy sex drive or millions of dollars. He knew how to really communicate like not via four words in text i.e. how you doin babe? It could have been because this guy was 34 and just on the cusp of turning 35...which also happens to be my age cut off for all you sugar daddy's out there.

Conversation with the 34 year old was different then with the teacher. Now the teacher was really dry and I guess I was a little afraid to be myself around him...since all his other 'dates' were dumb and had no direction in life. I have a goal in life but I know I won't acheive it tomorrow... I like to do one step at a time instead of running up them like Rocky pumping my fists in the air.

We choose coffee (of course) as our first meeting. May I add this is the same coffee spot I went with the teacher and the level 10 clinger... the workers must think I am on work meetings because they are never flirty or intimate. I arrived at the coffee shop/bookstore early...figured I could make a run for it if he was nothing that I thought he would be...buttt like a good military man he was there even before I got there. He was good looking... a baby face for a 34 year old in a plaid shirt and baseball cap (that I could only believe was covering his receeding hair line). We stood in line for coffee and bought our own...what a first 'meet'... good thing I stopped at the bank before hand and didn't spend all my money on books! I've been getting very used to the manventures paying for my drink or meal...hmmm interesting.

He picked the biggest table that could probably fit like 4 people with room to spare and we sat directly across from eachother... yeah, that didn't feel like the most awkward interview ever

what I found out...

• He is a Mets fan (why meeee)
• A patriots fan (again whyyyy)
• His girlfriend of 7 years broke up with him in a letter while he was in Iraq
• His car just broke down and needs a million repairs
• He slept around a lot while in the service (not surprised)
• He carries a bottle of water with him everywhere because he is scared of being dehydrated
• He discussed going out with me with his brother-in-law (because of the age difference)

I liked him but wasn't feeling it... He made me feel young and like I didn't really live life yet... which is partially true. And I slowly got the feeling that as I was there looking to find the man of my dreams he was there to find the women of the night. Flattering...yes. What I was looking for? Not so much... at least not that day.
Hug. Goodbye.
Him: Can I see you again?Me: Yeah, why not
But, I had a strange feeling it wouldn't happen... would I be upset? For some reason yes...probably because I know that I am that awesome. Oh well... maybe I just like dating too much!
Next please!
Xoxo
**ME**

Not so 'hot' for teacher

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

The one thing I learned in high school (besides the normal reading, writing and mathematics) was what rooms were home for the fresh out of college hot male teachers.

Teachers... the single ones... that use dating sites; are sophisticated, intelligent and overall can hold a conversation. Well, at least through email. In person they are awkward and whiney and judging...

Well... while I was still 'with' the surgical nurse I began talking to a teacher. Harmless and if anything we started to form a bond. Once the surgical nurse... well I moved on to bigger and better things the teacher and I finally were able to go on our first date. A rather simple choice out for dinner and then if it goes well for some drinks/coffee.

He was adorably awkward and still had a slight cold which made his technical talk of computers even dorkier... The restaurant was loud, busy and they sat us by the bar. Conversation was... well I wouldn't write home about it. We did end up going out for some coffee after, a quieter atmosphere. He had... tea while I of course had coffee.

A sign, I should note; that things may not work out...
Coffee is my lifeline… one cup in the morning before work, during work and almost always after dinner. Ever since my first job at 15 I have been downing the amazing drink as if I was to not have it well I might as well not be able to function. Some people have blood coursing through their veins… my veins... well they are coursing with coffee. The point is I need a man that can handle coffee.

His conversation and demeanor was rather dull… well maybe that is an understatement. I think a lot had to do with him not feeling well, but at least I had my coffee.
Who knows if there will be a second date with this guy… I am just going to roll with the punches. Besides I have another coffee date coming up before the end of the week.

Xoxo
**ME**

Fairy Tales

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

There is something to be said about wanting a story book ending. The prince, once kissed turns back into a frog and that evil witch really just wanted to save you from the biggest mistake you can make.

My recent lapse in blogs wasn't because I met someone but that motivation wasn't there... Sick of the same old one date wonders. Tired of making myself think the second date will be better.

But then recently a guy emailed me and said that night he was going on a potentially horrible date. I don't want to ever get to that point. First dates are fun, exciting, nerve wrecking and always a new lesson. I told him not to give up on all the bad dates because they will...in turn... Make that one date absolutely perfect.

I'm not embracing bad dates...just the idea that the perfect date can't be that far away.

Xoxo
**ME**

I was on Hiatus... it was worth it

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

My friends I have returned and still have to get you all up to date. I would like to welcome all my new followers from metropolisoflove.com and my fellow tweethearts :)

Let's see... wow we have A LOT to catch up on.

Yes, I did take it one date at a time. The week after I went to see the semi pro I went on a date with a guy I will call 'the divorced' guy... except it wasn't until I was actually on the date did I find out he was divorced. Interesting.

I'll set the stage for his description. Divorced marine who recently became a father and is fighting for the rights to spend more time with his child... I'm an outreach program. I seriously find the most messed up men and hope I will be able to change their world.

There was a pretty bad snow and ice storm the night of our date... of course the weather here never can cooperate! Seriously?! Mother nature you should really be reading this, taking notes, and filling in my future husband! We meet up for coffee at a local diner. The coffee was delicious and the conversation... well I didn't have to pull teeth. I love coffee for first dates. Not a lot of distractions and your can't blame your actions on the coffee. We talked about our jobs, sports, family, likes, and of course the whole 'why are you even on a dating site' question(s). It went from an hour to almost three... like two old friends who had to catch up after years of not seeing each other.

Then the divorced guy says...
"so...you know how I said if it went well I'd ask you something"

yesssss

"would you like to come back to my house...we can watch a movie and get to know each other better"

(say yes say yes say yessss... is what my brain said) You're really great divorced guy but with the weather I should really get home.

awkward silence
After a few more minutes of the divorced guy trying to come up with the perfect plan he gave in and agreed another time. Sooner than later...

A sheet of ice covered the windshields of our cars and snow fell from the sky. He kissed me outside of the car... it was a deep, hot kiss the type when the kiss stops your face if still in that kiss pose and your cheeks are flush. Of course, I kiss back for good luck and get into my car. My windshield was covered with ice so I turned up the heat and music and waited for it to melt...there was a knock on my window and there was the divorced guy I unlocked my car door and let him in. Why not? what is a better way to melt ice then a hot make-out session in my car?!

The ice melted and we cooled off. The divorced guy wiped my windows before getting into his own car and disappearing into the night.

Another date may be in the works but for now I have to see what else is out there. I will not settle.

Xoxo

**ME**

A long wait

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

I found my self only days after I stopped talking to the Surgical Nurse, talking again to the semi-pro. I guess it would have happened eventually since I heard from him time and again during my wasted four months of the nurse. He was like my guilty pleasure, like chocolate is for my soul, the semi-pro was to my ego. Always telling me how good I looked, how amazing he thought I was, or how perfect we could be.

I feel for it... once a month

He just drove me absolutely crazy!

I wanna see you...come down...i want to see you...
Well, if you want to see me that bad then drive your butt down here. I refuse to take unnecessary trips for someone who may or may not be worth it.

Of course...the big bad semi pro has to go and get sick. So me being entirely too kind goes up to see him and make sure he is alright. Why? His parents live almost 6 hours away and the big bad man is a a mama's boy. We went out for dinner at a little Mexican restaurant and drank some very yummilicous Margaritas. Ola! Watched some movies and "layed around" the rest of the evening.

In other words... bow chicka wah wahhhh ;)
He fell asleeo and I left his place and made it home around 3am I found that the trip with definitely worth the long wasted four months. The Semi-pro is a much better guy than I thought he would be...

I have two other dates lined up for the upcoming week or two so I am not taking anything too seriously.

One date at a time...

Xoxo
**ME**

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**