Back In The Saddle Again.....IIII'mmmmm Bbbaaacccckkk
Hello my lovelies!
It's been months, and I haven't posted in way long time. Was it because I was lazy? Absolutely not. Was it because I was dateless? You can bet your sweet bippie it was. Was I lonely? Hell no! Was I bored? Nope, not really. Was I horny as hell? You could bet the ranch I was. (And still am for that matter.)
Now here's the most IMPORTANT question to be asking: Ro, are you still single? Let's not even go there.
Single and I are like peanut butter and jelly. Can't have one without the other.
Now as I have been told on more than one occasion, it will happen when it's meant to happen. But you know what? I can't believe that it's never meant to be. Look at a certain cousin (the cool one) went through and where she is. Wonderful guy, wonderful blended family, at peace and growing up nicely. So when is it my turn? Where is he and why is he so damn late or stubborn about showing up? But I digress....and I apologize.
Because I have met someone. Met him earlier this month, and he is absolutely awesome. The perfect dude I tell you! Funny, kind, has manners, tall, a looker (if you crossed Patrick Dempsey with Tommy Lee). Nice build, owns his own business...Nurturing, compassionate, and all in all a male image of yours truly. He's me with a penis!
So what's the problem you ask? 'Mr. Wonderful' is 'Mr. Can't be bothered seeing you all the time'. Sure he's damaged. The first night, we both drunkenly confessed our heartaches, heartbreaks and flaws. Not a problem. All my months of therapy flew out the window, as I was besotted with the fact that this cat was digging me. He took my number after we spent countless hours hanging out and talking about EVERYTHING...hopping from topic to topic like the Easter Bunny delivering eggs to all the houses. He had promised to call me the following Monday, after we met, and did indeed call me. On my cell, during business hours. Wow!
Then, after e-mailing one another every day, sometimes several times a day....we get together for a date. (Aprox. 2 weeks after the night we met.) Again, had a blast hanging out, laughed, snuggled, chatted about EVERYTHING...connected. Again, e-mails galore. He even sent a double e-mail (to my office and then my house) last Friday as I hadn't replied to the first one, and he was unsure if I was in the office. Yet now we're going on another 2 week break. I'm going to happy hour this Friday with some co-workers, and had given the non-committal 'if you'd like to swing down and hang' invite to h im. What do I get in return: 'Thanks, I have a family thing to go to. I'll take a rain check though' e-mail.
What the hell is that all about? Interested in me or not? Married or not? Secret Agent for the government or are you in the witness protection program? Why are we connecting, yet he does not want to connect more frequently?
Whatever the reason, dear readers...I am back. Back in the game...back on the scene....back on the dating scale of desirability. So singletons unit...and singletons watch out. Because Single Grl is not letting any grass grow under her tootsies...and come hell or high water, either 'Mr.Wonderful' is either going to be left in the dust as Single Grl is going to have her hands busy plucking away at the keyboard filling you in on all dating and meetings. Or maybe 'Mr. Wonderful' will decide that every 2 weeks seems kind of...well....weak?
It's been months, and I haven't posted in way long time. Was it because I was lazy? Absolutely not. Was it because I was dateless? You can bet your sweet bippie it was. Was I lonely? Hell no! Was I bored? Nope, not really. Was I horny as hell? You could bet the ranch I was. (And still am for that matter.)
Now here's the most IMPORTANT question to be asking: Ro, are you still single? Let's not even go there.
Single and I are like peanut butter and jelly. Can't have one without the other.
Now as I have been told on more than one occasion, it will happen when it's meant to happen. But you know what? I can't believe that it's never meant to be. Look at a certain cousin (the cool one) went through and where she is. Wonderful guy, wonderful blended family, at peace and growing up nicely. So when is it my turn? Where is he and why is he so damn late or stubborn about showing up? But I digress....and I apologize.
Because I have met someone. Met him earlier this month, and he is absolutely awesome. The perfect dude I tell you! Funny, kind, has manners, tall, a looker (if you crossed Patrick Dempsey with Tommy Lee). Nice build, owns his own business...Nurturing, compassionate, and all in all a male image of yours truly. He's me with a penis!
So what's the problem you ask? 'Mr. Wonderful' is 'Mr. Can't be bothered seeing you all the time'. Sure he's damaged. The first night, we both drunkenly confessed our heartaches, heartbreaks and flaws. Not a problem. All my months of therapy flew out the window, as I was besotted with the fact that this cat was digging me. He took my number after we spent countless hours hanging out and talking about EVERYTHING...hopping from topic to topic like the Easter Bunny delivering eggs to all the houses. He had promised to call me the following Monday, after we met, and did indeed call me. On my cell, during business hours. Wow!
Then, after e-mailing one another every day, sometimes several times a day....we get together for a date. (Aprox. 2 weeks after the night we met.) Again, had a blast hanging out, laughed, snuggled, chatted about EVERYTHING...connected. Again, e-mails galore. He even sent a double e-mail (to my office and then my house) last Friday as I hadn't replied to the first one, and he was unsure if I was in the office. Yet now we're going on another 2 week break. I'm going to happy hour this Friday with some co-workers, and had given the non-committal 'if you'd like to swing down and hang' invite to h im. What do I get in return: 'Thanks, I have a family thing to go to. I'll take a rain check though' e-mail.
What the hell is that all about? Interested in me or not? Married or not? Secret Agent for the government or are you in the witness protection program? Why are we connecting, yet he does not want to connect more frequently?
Whatever the reason, dear readers...I am back. Back in the game...back on the scene....back on the dating scale of desirability. So singletons unit...and singletons watch out. Because Single Grl is not letting any grass grow under her tootsies...and come hell or high water, either 'Mr.Wonderful' is either going to be left in the dust as Single Grl is going to have her hands busy plucking away at the keyboard filling you in on all dating and meetings. Or maybe 'Mr. Wonderful' will decide that every 2 weeks seems kind of...well....weak?
posted by Orelinde_03 @ 11:34 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home