Sorry/Happy to report...

Just when I decided to start writing on this blog again, I meet someone. Bam. Although this is a dating blog, it's about the painstaking process of finding someone, not the stories of actually dating that one person. So, for, privacy's sake, I'm saying goodbye. Again.

Wow, that was short-lived.

Like all of the Seinfeld spin-offs.

Or Joey.

Yikes.

Is anybody there?

::taptap::

Is anybody there?

Much to my surprise (and pure joy), many people have asked me to resuscitate this blog. So, just as a check, I wanted to see how many people still have me in their readers. If anybody comments on this I might consider it....or at the very least, a recap of the last 8 months...'cuz it's been a wild ride.

Summary: Two actual relationships, some fillers, casual dating, a few complete d-bags, and a partridge in a pear tree. And a whole lot of fun.

So, comment away, and this blog will come to life.

**Ding ding ding**

**ding ding ding**

Hear that?

That's the sound of me clinging my knife against my wine glass.

That's right, I have an announcement:

I'm no longer single.

Yes, you read that correctly. After nearly a year of being single and hitting the dating circuit, I am officially off the market. Let's all say it together: "Finally."

I ended up meeting someone on match and we just clicked. The kind of click that, once it happens, you say "oh, this is what it is supposed to be like."

The bad news? No more singleton blog. I want to thank all of you for reading this blog, commenting, and offering advice.

If anything changes, I'll revive this blog, but I'm optimistic that it won't happen.

The End
(or just the beginning)

Where's the line?

An interesting debate came up yesterday, while I was visiting my friend, her husband, and her parents. Her parents had some guests over, so there was a good sample of various aged people. We "kids" were having a private conversation, the type that wouldn't be thought of as appropriate to have with the older folks; especially when the older folks are your friend's parents. They insisted that we join them in the conversation so we announced the topic:

If a girl is, say, 30 years old, how many sexual partners are too many?

In other words, what number would make you think "eww, that's gross?" Nicole immediately said 10. Nicole's mom said that she had never been one to "sport f***." (Yes, in those words.) Nicole's husband couldn't list a number, because, as a lawyer in training, had about 2038 qualifications that went into an answer. Older Lady said that it doesn't matter as long as you are having fun and that you should enjoy life, whether your number is 3 or 30. BUT, she did say that it is gross to just go out to a bar and hook up with a random guy. Hmmm. Nicole then came back and said a number as high as 30 sounds gross, unless you think that it's only 3 per year for each year of your 20s.

So, dear blog readers, what's your number? No, not THAT number...what is the number, where if some 30 year-old gave you as her number, would you think her to be a bit skanky?

There's more where that came from...

I didn't end up meeting up with hot Navy guy from last weekend...but that's okay. Why? Because on Friday night, my friends and I managed to meet up with an even hotter group of guys. These boys weren't just in the Navy, they were Navy SEALs. I would try to describe how hot they were, but I know my words wouldn't do them justice. I don't know what kind of physical training these guys do, but whatever it is, it's working for them. OMG.

Oh, and did I mention they were all in their early 20s? That's right, cougar on the prowl. Heehee.

All I can say is I have a new found appreciation for my city and the Navy base that is an hour away. Keep 'em coming boys, keep 'em coming. How did I not realize this geographical benefit before?

As far as further details of the night? I'm pleading the 5th.

Irony

Sunday was Blogger J's bday, so a large extravaganza was planned for Saturday night. Feeling the need to warm up the weekend, a smaller group of us went out on Friday night. I'm scanning the crowd at the bar for prospects when my gaze lands upon a hot, tall piece of man. J and I devise a plan and spring it into action. And it worked. Turns out he was with a big group of guys because they were (get ready for the irony) at a local military base for school, and they actually lived in San Diego. San Diego, as in the place I lived before I moved where I live now. As in the place I lived with my military boyfriend. Sidenote: I would like to take this opportunity to give props to the Navy for allowing their men to have semi-normal haircuts.

Anyway, we hung out with the group all night (literally, until 5am), and then met up again with them the following night. Until 6am. There is a chance we might meet up with them next weekend, or I should say that I might hang out with him next weekend...let's hope for that...because all I have to say is mmmmm.

Well, mmmmm, and I'm thinking I'm due for a visit to San Diego.

Tidbits

Happy Monday, oh faithful reader(s)! Welcome to my random post o' updates...

*Badge and I aren't dating any longer. I had felt a weird vibe from him last week and called him out on it. He said he didn't feel a spark between us. Either he's really good at faking chemistry or there's another reason. My money is on the whole "not sleeping with him" thing. But in the end it really doesn't matter I suppose. So thanks, Badge, for entertaining me for a good month or so, you will be missed!

*Girl Games 2009 took place this weekend. What is this, you may ask? It's a friendly competition amongst friends. Basically different activities are worth different point values, and whoever (or is it whomever?) ends up with the most points wins. For example, a guy introducing you to his friends is one point, while a guy buying you a drink is three points. Proposal of marriage? 100 points. I ended up getting a bonus challenge of starting a (sort of) bar fight, which earned me 25 points, and clenched my win. Everyone had a lot of fun, but I'm pretty sure I am getting to old to stay out until 5am.

*New boy forecast- I'm talking to a few new boys on match. One is my age and two are in their late 30's. I'm not sure how I feel about dating someone that old, but we'll see.

*Blogging break- You read correctly, I am toying with the idea of a blogging break. I have to get surgery on my lung on Wednesday, which requires an overnight stay in the hospital and some sort of recovery period. During this time I probably won't be dating...but aside from that, I just want to date some boys without feeling the need to share all the details! I know, this blog is voluntary, so I suppose this is a self-imposed hiatus from self-imposed quasi-pressure.

The future is clear(er)

Blogger J, S, and I decided to get our palms read last night. Do I believe in palm readers? Not really. I'm about 99.99% sure that it's total crap. But I do think that some people have a higher sense of intuition. Psychic? I don't know.

*warning- creepiness factor goes up in about 3 paragraphs*

My reading started out with the psychic saying I was seriously off balance in terms of my energy. Great. She said I was either at a total high or a total low, and that is hard for me because I like order. I consider myself to be a fairly even-keeled person, so whatev. She also said that I wear my heart on my sleeve, and although I'm great at giving love I have a hard time receiving love. Not sure how I feel about that. Oh, then she said that I'm in and out of love a lot (part of that high/low thing).

After these generalities she got specific. She said I have a soul mate who I will meet in 6-8 months, and we will be married about a year after that. She said our connection will be so strong that neither of us will feel the need for a long dating/engagement period. And three years from now? I'll be having my first of two sons.

I asked her to tell me about this alleged soul mate. She said he's 28-30, intelligent, loves the outdoors, and is spiritual. As for a job? *get ready for creepiness* He does something "somewhat related to law enforcement, but he's not a cop, but something with the government...AND HE WEARS A BADGE." Yeah, you read that right. She went on to say that I would meet him through a female friend. I told her that it was interesting she said that, because I'm currently dating someone who matches that description, and he knows one of my female friends (Blogger Jaimi). She asked if we were EXCLUSIVE, and I said no. She said she knows it isn't anyone I am currently in a serious relationship with, but couldn't anything in or out one way or the other.

Like I said, I pretty much think that psychics are crap and should be used for entertainment purposes only. But the fact that she used the word badge sort of creeped me out. Coinsidence? Probably. Weird? Definitely.

(By the way, Blogger Jaimi had her palm ready many, many years ago (way back at age 15), and the lady last night said pretty much the same stuff she was told back then. Cue twilight zone music.)

Having "the talk"

You all know about "the talk," right? It's that awkward conversation that occurs at the beginning of a relationship. Badge and I are still dating, and I believe things are going well. But this brings me to an age old question...

At what point do you have the talk - the talk that gives you a sort of definition of your relationship? And who should bring it up?

As of now, I'm assuming he is still dating other people. Whether that's true or not I have no idea. I'm not dating anyone, but that's more of a situational thing than a "I've decided to not date other people" thing. Do I want to date other people? Not really- I like Badge, and I'm excited about where it's going. But if someone asked me out I would probably say yes....although my heart wouldn't really be in it.

The planner in me wants to just ask him and get it over with...even if he said he was still dating other people and wasn't ready for that next step. I'd be okay with that, since that's what I'm assuming anyway...but there's something about actually knowing instead of assuming.

The other part of me wants for him to wait to bring it up. I don't want to scare him off, or think that I'm pressuring him in any way, because that's not the case. I just want to know. Think of it as a status check.

So to my readers- how has "the talk" come up in your relationships? Do you bring it up? How long into the relationship has it occurred?

I know, I'm a bad blogger. Sorry. Not a whole lot has happened in the
last week. Things are still going great with badge. He has a great
mixure of niceness and edginess (is that a word?). Like rick with
balls. I went over to his place to watch the season premiere of big
love, but we didn't actually end up watching much of it :ahem:

Ok, that's all you're getting out of me for now... :)

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Spicy Pork Jerky

Have you ever had a friend tell you they've gotten you the perfect gift? So you get all excited about this gift, and you can't wait to find out what it is. And then the day comes where you get to open the gift. And it's, say, spicy pork jerky,which is great. Except that you don't like spicy foods. And you're vegetarian. And Jewish. So you sit there, spicy pork jerky in hand, and wonder why your friend thought it would be the perfect gift for you, and then you start to wonder if your friend even knows you at all?

Well, my latest IJL match was sort of like that. I don't think I need to give any more details, but it was painful. And IJL will feel my pain.

Dear John.

Okay, I did it. I wrote Rick a Dear John Hey Rick letter. It was very nice, polite, and above all, honest. I told him that I enjoyed hanging out with him and thought he was a great guy, but really didn't feel that he was very interested in me, and I wished him good luck. And no, I did not get a response, not that I would really expect one.

This devite (new word!) allowed me to invite Badge to my party. He has plans in the evening (basketball game), but will stop by a little later. Oh, and if you read this blog and are coming to my party, please remind me to tell you his actual name, so you don't slip and call him Badge. That would be bad. But funny.

My future?

Would-be bride, 107, seeks her first husband

Post o' updates

Yeah, yeah, I'm a slacker. I know. Will it help if I tell you that my slackocity was due to spending ALL weekend (seriously, like 10 hours on both Saturday and Sunday) doing work stuff? No? Oh, well it was worth a try...

Hmm, where to start...

Rick
I'll start with Rick because I have a little dilemma with that situation. A few weeks ago, back when I was still felt there was potential, I sent him an evite to a little soire I'm having this weekend, to which he immediately RSVP'd he would attend. Flash forward to now. We haven't "talked" since early last week (and by talked I mean emailed). With any other guy, I would assume they would have figured it out, and would not expect them to show up. But this is Rick, the SRV. Okay, probably not the V part, but he is a little clueless when it comes to dating. I was thinking about sending him a nice email, saying something like "I know we haven't really been talking much, but ::blah blah blah:: and I wish you the best of luck." It seems a little less harsh than using the evite "univite" tool (btw, did you know they had that? Awesome.). And like I said, normally, I would just let it go, but I feel like there's a slight chance he would show up. Which wouldn't be a huge deal, except that....

Badge
...things are going really well with Badge and I'd like to invite him. We had our real (non-coffee) date on Friday. First thing I noticed? This guy has great manners. As in opens-my-car-door-every-time manners. We went to a resturant where the wait was an hour and a half, so we left and went somewhere else. We were at dinner for a long time and went to a bar after. When we finally got back to his place (I drove to his place and then we drove together from there) we sat in his car and talked for a while. Finally he was like "Is it okay if I kiss you?" Awww. I don't think I've ever been asked that before. So we did. And it was great.

He went snowboarding on Saturday and actually texted me a couple of times during the day. He then called me when he got back to the car to see when I wanted to get together again. Any guy who calls me while in a car with his guy friends scores some points.

Badge came over last night. We both were tired from the weekend and decided just to watch a movie on my couch. So we did. Followed by second movie. And some making out. Because that's how I roll. Apparently.

Doc
Doc and I spent most of last week texting back and forth. But he never asked to see me again. On Thursday I finally just asked him if we were going to get together.
His response: "Sure we can get together and hang out."
Me: "Unless you don't want to."
Him: "No that's fine...we can hang out."
Me: "Ha, you sound so convincing."

Okay, I get it, he's not interested, fine. He followed up by saying he was busy through the weekend, so I said we could figure something out next week. And he sent me an "okay sounds good :)" response. And I didn't text back. Fast forward to last night, Badge is over, we're comfortably watching a movie. I get a text, which I ignore. Unfortunately, Phoney McPodderson (my iPhone) does not appreciate being ignored, so I continue to get new message notifications every couple of minutes. I finally get up and check, and it's a text from Doc, asking how my weekend was.

I thought guys were supposed to be so simple and easy? Either ask me out or don't. Really, whichever route you take is fine. But don't NOT ask me out, act like you're not interested when I bring it up, and then revive the conversation after nothing for four days. That's all I'm saying.

Okay, so this was a long post, sorry about that. Any advice on the Rick and Doc situations would be super...As for Badge, I think I've got that one handled :) Oh, and I'm too lazy to proof read this, so I apologize for any errors.

Date with Badge

I had my coffee date with Badge. First reaction? This guy is hot. Well, maybe not hot, but really really cute. Definitely cuter than his pictures. We were there almost an hour and a half and had no trouble keeping the conversation going. This was helped by the fact we have a ton in common. I was his first ever online date, so he didn't exactly know what to do at the end. He started by saying something like "I don't know how this works, um, are you dating other people?" Before I could answer he said "I mean, are you free at all later this week, do you want to do this again? Maybe this weekend?" Aww, cute. So it looks like we'll be going out this weekend. Perhaps I won't be stood up this time!

Let's play doctor!

My third IJL match with Doc (the doctor) went well. He was a little late (seriously, what is it with people and lack of punctuality these days?), but actually had a reason for it...darn patients. He was good looking and looked younger than the 37 he is. Blond hair, blue eyes, all-American boy. He was very nice, well mannered, and intelligent. We were able to talk pretty easily. I felt pretty comfortable with him, as much as I can on a first date. The meeting was just supposed to be drinks, but we both ordered dinner as well. He was a little hesitant, or maybe reserved is a better word, but he also had a cold and said he wasn't feeling well, so that probably explains it. We exchanged numbers, and then he walked me to my car. Yes, he actually walked me to my car! He might be the first guy to do that. I texted him later on to say I enjoyed meeting him, he responded with the same, and asked if I made it home okay. That's right folks, we've got one with manners! Maybe it's because he's from Texas...

I would also like to take this opportunity to give my detective skills a gold star. Based on his (common) first name and specialty, I had actually figured out his last name and managed to find a picture of him, before the date. And sure enough, it was him. Yay me!

Tonight I am meeting up with Badge. It turns out that blogger J had a class with him in college, which means we already have three mutual acquaintances. Small world!

Waiting for Doc right now. Wish me luck!
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Stretch = douche

Sorry for the graphic title of this post, but it's fitting. Rewind to last Wednesday. I met Stretch for coffee. It went well. We planned to meet again for sushi the following day at noon. I get to the restaurant, he's not there. I sit down. I wait. And wait. I text him, no response. I finally leave at 12:30. A couple of hours later I get a text from him, apologizing profusely...something about sleeping through both of his alarms. He promises to make it up to me and spends the next two days apologizing. We make plans to have dinner on Sunday, but didn't set a time. Sunday rolls around and I don't hear from him. I give up. RIP Stretch, d-bag.

In other dating news, I have my next IJL date tonight. He's a doctor. Enough said.

Last night I was looking through my recent emails from guys on match. I came across one whose profile was very similar to mine, as in "I could have written it" similar. We ended up chatting for a while and are meeting up for coffee tomorrow. I'll call him Badge, since he carries one for his job (nope, not a cop). Oh, and get this....I told him where I work and he asks if I know someone who works here, Stan, because he plays basketball with Stan. Well, remember Tex? Tex also played b-ball with Stan. I asked if he knew Tex, and sure enough, he does. Small world. His exact comment was something like "Yeah I know Tex, that guy is so irritating." Precisely!

I ended up meeting Stretch for coffee yesterday, sort of a pre-date
date. He's hot. That's all I'm gonna say for now. We are having lunch
today, so I'll say more later. Hope everyone had a good new years!

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