I actually hate Internet dating. I have done it off and on since the big split. I have tried free sites, I have tried paid sites, I have tried religion specific sites and non religion specific sites. I just don"t like it. Any guy I have ever met from the Internet has been creepy. And the whole thing just feels weird to me. I'm not saying no one should date online, because I know people that have been very happy with people they met online. I'm just saying for me, it aint happenin.
That being said a couple months ago I belonged to a free dating site. I started to talk to one of the guys I "met". He was nice enough and we chatted online, texted and if I remember right we talked on the phone a couple times. He wasn't as crazy as some of the people I have met, but he had a few little fun traits.
He liked to draw........Killer whales
He loved trains
And he had a foot fetish
He routinely asked for pictures of my feet. Because he wanted to see them everyday
Because of other reasons we decided it would never work and decided not to date. My family likes to kid that I should have seen the Killer whale addiction as an omen. You know how inside jokes go sometimes, they start out small but the more you talk about it the more you laugh? yeah this was one of them. Killer whales are hilarious to my family these days
Skip to this last weekend
My sister has gone on a couple dates with AJ, a guy she met online. She has fun with him but when they were apart he wanted to know where she was all the time and wanted to be way too attached all the time. She was hemming and hawing over if she should see him again. I had her show me a picture and though, hmm he looks familiar. I told her I thought I had talked to him at one point.
Her face drained of all color. The night before he had told her something that kind of made her think I had talked to him. He loves killer whales
yup after comparing notes, he's the same guy.
How did one guy find two sisters on the Internet? I don't think it was intentional at all, but still.
This folks just about killed me, I haven't laughed that hard in a long long time.
And that is the one and only reason I love Internet dating
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Thursday, March 8, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
I'm having Issue
I feel like I need to tell someone but really don't necessarily want to tell anyone. Yeah for no one knowing who I am and no one reading this blog.
These last two weeks I have been in some classes for work. These classes are held by the state and attended by people from all over so I have met a couple people from around the state. One guy in particular really interests me.
He's two years older, brown hair, brown eyes, kinda bigger and a bit taller than me. In the first class he sat in the chair in front of me and was pretty shy but he started turning around to talk to me during the breaks. This week when I was determined to move to sit next to him, I walked into class to find he had moved to the chair next to the one I occupied the week before. That's a good sign right?
We ate lunch together all this week. We laughed, we joked, he felt comfortable enough to eat food off my plate and offer me his and share an occasional snack with me. he has my number, we texted and then talked on the phone to study for the test.
Here's the biggest thing about this guy, I like him. It seems like he and I would just fit. We both studied ASL in college but ended up not finishing with it. We both started part time at our current jobs 6 years ago and went full time and are just now starting these required classes.
He has a niece that has leukemia and every time she loses her hair, he shaves his head bald to match her (so sweet right?). We both like the same candy and don't like soda, we got along and laughed and joked and, I thought, flirted.
I figured we were becoming friends and maybe one day he would ask me out, maybe I would ask him, but I wasn't worried. Then this section of the classes ended and the teacher wants to set him up with his daughter and I'm pissed.
For a couple reasons
First, why does no one ever want to set me up? everyone always jokes that single people hate being set up because they get it all the time, um not me. One person in the last 3 1/2 years has tried to set me up. her "friend" wanted to meet me through facebook first, then it was like pulling teeth to get the guy to talk to me, so yeah, that went over well.
Any way, why does no one ever want to set me up? Is there something wrong with me? am I that undesirable?
Second I'm kind of jealous. I want him to take ME out, not the teachers daughter. In fact during class the teacher even teased he should take me out. But that's it, and I guess I'm fine with that for now, because we have two more classes together but still, I wanted SOMETHING to happen. Any thing.
So here I was, thinking I'm really not a loser because who knows what will happen in the next classes but what ever, it'll be fine. And really I'm not a loser for spending valentines day eating frozen pizza and ice cream while watching Harry Potter alone because even my kids don't want to spend the night with me but that okay because this is just a phase of my life and it wont be like this forever.
And then he didn't return my text.
And my Oregon Husband wont talk to me on yahoo chat.
And then I got a message from some guy on a dating site saying "lets make love" and when I said um, no thanks, he said um, good luck then, because no one wants to settle down with a cow...
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And now I am praying for 4:30 when I can leave work and cry alone in my car. I'm so glad this weekend the ex has the kids so I can wallow in self pity and finish off the ice cream alone. I'm counting days until I am back in class so I'm not at work but I don't want to be in class either.
I am terrified to tell anyone what some random anonymous person said on the Internet because I'm afraid they will agree. I have deleted my profile from this particular website and vowed never to try to meet anyone through the Internet again because this weirdo just wants to get laid and he knows nothing about me and made some crude comment based on a few pictures on the Internet because in my head I'm not a cow. I'm a bigger girl but I'm working on it and I don't think I look that awful. But at the same time I am preparing to spend the rest of my Valentines Days watching Harry because the only person who will ever want to spend that day with me is a fictional character that I only have conversations with in my head (I'm looking at you Ron). I am terrified to tell anyone the way that I feel because I think they will agree, I'm not worth it, I am a cow and no one wants to settle down with a cow. And if they didn't agree, I will always secretly be thinking they are lying to me.
These last two weeks I have been in some classes for work. These classes are held by the state and attended by people from all over so I have met a couple people from around the state. One guy in particular really interests me.
He's two years older, brown hair, brown eyes, kinda bigger and a bit taller than me. In the first class he sat in the chair in front of me and was pretty shy but he started turning around to talk to me during the breaks. This week when I was determined to move to sit next to him, I walked into class to find he had moved to the chair next to the one I occupied the week before. That's a good sign right?
We ate lunch together all this week. We laughed, we joked, he felt comfortable enough to eat food off my plate and offer me his and share an occasional snack with me. he has my number, we texted and then talked on the phone to study for the test.
Here's the biggest thing about this guy, I like him. It seems like he and I would just fit. We both studied ASL in college but ended up not finishing with it. We both started part time at our current jobs 6 years ago and went full time and are just now starting these required classes.
He has a niece that has leukemia and every time she loses her hair, he shaves his head bald to match her (so sweet right?). We both like the same candy and don't like soda, we got along and laughed and joked and, I thought, flirted.
I figured we were becoming friends and maybe one day he would ask me out, maybe I would ask him, but I wasn't worried. Then this section of the classes ended and the teacher wants to set him up with his daughter and I'm pissed.
For a couple reasons
First, why does no one ever want to set me up? everyone always jokes that single people hate being set up because they get it all the time, um not me. One person in the last 3 1/2 years has tried to set me up. her "friend" wanted to meet me through facebook first, then it was like pulling teeth to get the guy to talk to me, so yeah, that went over well.
Any way, why does no one ever want to set me up? Is there something wrong with me? am I that undesirable?
Second I'm kind of jealous. I want him to take ME out, not the teachers daughter. In fact during class the teacher even teased he should take me out. But that's it, and I guess I'm fine with that for now, because we have two more classes together but still, I wanted SOMETHING to happen. Any thing.
So here I was, thinking I'm really not a loser because who knows what will happen in the next classes but what ever, it'll be fine. And really I'm not a loser for spending valentines day eating frozen pizza and ice cream while watching Harry Potter alone because even my kids don't want to spend the night with me but that okay because this is just a phase of my life and it wont be like this forever.
And then he didn't return my text.
And my Oregon Husband wont talk to me on yahoo chat.
And then I got a message from some guy on a dating site saying "lets make love" and when I said um, no thanks, he said um, good luck then, because no one wants to settle down with a cow...
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And now I am praying for 4:30 when I can leave work and cry alone in my car. I'm so glad this weekend the ex has the kids so I can wallow in self pity and finish off the ice cream alone. I'm counting days until I am back in class so I'm not at work but I don't want to be in class either.
I am terrified to tell anyone what some random anonymous person said on the Internet because I'm afraid they will agree. I have deleted my profile from this particular website and vowed never to try to meet anyone through the Internet again because this weirdo just wants to get laid and he knows nothing about me and made some crude comment based on a few pictures on the Internet because in my head I'm not a cow. I'm a bigger girl but I'm working on it and I don't think I look that awful. But at the same time I am preparing to spend the rest of my Valentines Days watching Harry because the only person who will ever want to spend that day with me is a fictional character that I only have conversations with in my head (I'm looking at you Ron). I am terrified to tell anyone the way that I feel because I think they will agree, I'm not worth it, I am a cow and no one wants to settle down with a cow. And if they didn't agree, I will always secretly be thinking they are lying to me.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
You mean you care what I say?
I went on a date last week. It was a blind double date. Actually not really but sort of. My friend met this guy, H, when we were out dancing one night. She introduced me to him and his friend, J, but that was all. She started Dating H and we decided to go on a double date. He brought along his roommate J but I don't think either of them remember meeting me, so it was kind a a blind date on my part but not for my friend.
Any way.
J and H are young, I call them babies because really they are just, well, babies. Only 22. Six years younger than me and my friend K. Oh well.
So we went to their apartment for dinner. Let me just say, I have never been more impressed by a group of young men. J and H live in an apartment with 3 other young men. Their apartment was clean, the dinner was good and they were very gentlemanly. They pulled out chairs, they let us get our food first, they cleared out plates. Even the other roommates that were not officially on a "date".
In fact my date was a little involved with a zombie video game, which no big deal, I actually would have been happy to sit and watch but one of the other roommates took it upon himself to visit. Ask questions and respond like he was really interested.
After dinner, and the zombies were all killed, the four of us, sans extra roommates, headed to a haunted house. I love haunted houses. I love to be scared and then laugh at myself, however I prefer not to do this along. I knew K and H would stick together so I told J, in no uncertain terms, he was not to leave me alone.
I know J has no interest in me, I have no interest in him really, he was a nice kid and we could be friends, but that all. But that kid offered me his arm and did not let go the whole time. He made sure I was okay the first couple times I was scared (until he realized I was laughing) and even slowed down and wait until I grabbed his arm again before he moved on.
I was so impressed. Not just with J and H, but with all of the roommates
This will go to show just how pathetic my dating life is. That date was the best a guy has ever treated me.
It made me realize, all those random guys that I meet online and only want to talk about sex and my breast size, they are so not worth it.
I can expect a guy treat me with respect and open my door, because someone should be willing to do that for me.
That Worthy young man my grandma keeps telling me she's praying for?
He might just exist
Any way.
J and H are young, I call them babies because really they are just, well, babies. Only 22. Six years younger than me and my friend K. Oh well.
So we went to their apartment for dinner. Let me just say, I have never been more impressed by a group of young men. J and H live in an apartment with 3 other young men. Their apartment was clean, the dinner was good and they were very gentlemanly. They pulled out chairs, they let us get our food first, they cleared out plates. Even the other roommates that were not officially on a "date".
In fact my date was a little involved with a zombie video game, which no big deal, I actually would have been happy to sit and watch but one of the other roommates took it upon himself to visit. Ask questions and respond like he was really interested.
After dinner, and the zombies were all killed, the four of us, sans extra roommates, headed to a haunted house. I love haunted houses. I love to be scared and then laugh at myself, however I prefer not to do this along. I knew K and H would stick together so I told J, in no uncertain terms, he was not to leave me alone.
I know J has no interest in me, I have no interest in him really, he was a nice kid and we could be friends, but that all. But that kid offered me his arm and did not let go the whole time. He made sure I was okay the first couple times I was scared (until he realized I was laughing) and even slowed down and wait until I grabbed his arm again before he moved on.
I was so impressed. Not just with J and H, but with all of the roommates
This will go to show just how pathetic my dating life is. That date was the best a guy has ever treated me.
It made me realize, all those random guys that I meet online and only want to talk about sex and my breast size, they are so not worth it.
I can expect a guy treat me with respect and open my door, because someone should be willing to do that for me.
That Worthy young man my grandma keeps telling me she's praying for?
He might just exist
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Lock up your husbands ladies!
You know what I find attractive? Like really really attractive?
Wedding rings
No I'm not gonna go dry hump my marrried co-workers now.
I'm not saying a married man is attractive and that I want to be susie homewrecker. I am attracted to the idea of a man wearing a wedding ring. Proclaiming to the world with one little gold band "hey I'm taken, and I like that I'm taken so back off"
I like look of a hand with that jewelry on it.
Every time I see one I want to thank the man wearing it for being man enough to proclaim his status to the world.
I want to one day find a man that will wear one from me proudly and feel naked without it. The ex dropped his at work and it got run over and smooshed so it was a while before I bought him another and he didn't feel connected to it at all. I want a man that will understand the importance of the statment a ring makes.
Know what else is sexy? A man with his kids
Mmmmmhmmmmm. Nothing cuter than a guy with a baby, or toddler, or heck even school aged kid not screaming at each other.
I'm 28 and if you had asked me ten years ago if I ever thought I would be drooling over a married man with kids I would have laughed in your face, but now? take me to a park and let me loose because dang thats some good eye candy!
Wedding rings
No I'm not gonna go dry hump my marrried co-workers now.
I'm not saying a married man is attractive and that I want to be susie homewrecker. I am attracted to the idea of a man wearing a wedding ring. Proclaiming to the world with one little gold band "hey I'm taken, and I like that I'm taken so back off"
I like look of a hand with that jewelry on it.
Every time I see one I want to thank the man wearing it for being man enough to proclaim his status to the world.
I want to one day find a man that will wear one from me proudly and feel naked without it. The ex dropped his at work and it got run over and smooshed so it was a while before I bought him another and he didn't feel connected to it at all. I want a man that will understand the importance of the statment a ring makes.
Know what else is sexy? A man with his kids
Mmmmmhmmmmm. Nothing cuter than a guy with a baby, or toddler, or heck even school aged kid not screaming at each other.
I'm 28 and if you had asked me ten years ago if I ever thought I would be drooling over a married man with kids I would have laughed in your face, but now? take me to a park and let me loose because dang thats some good eye candy!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
I heart Books
A lot, like let my kids watch cartoons at midnight so Mommy can finish this chapter kind of addiction.
so I read a lot.
A LOT
So when a friend at work recommended Barbara Delinsky and let me borrow her books, I jumped at the chance. I've read a couple of them now, and I really enjoy them but there is one thing that bothers me.
So far none of them are really happily ever after type endings. I mean they all end good, but they are realistic except when it comes to sex, and I guess the relationships. Now I am no expert at relationships, obviously. I did marry The Ex, and he is currently sexing another man, so I'm not really all that smart when it comes to dating. But is everyone else out there but me finding these fantastic partners and having mind blowing, out of this world, completely fulfilling sex?
Let me just explain, these are not harlequin romances, I don't really want to read about what goes on in anyone else's bedroom. A hint of the fact that people have sex lives is not bad, but by all means I do not want to read about Reginalds quivering member. (and if you know what movie that's from, I love you, we should be best friends)
So, The books aways have rocky relationship, and they always get better, but they also end up fulfilling each other in ways the main character never knew was possible, so is it?
Is there such a thing as happily ever after?
Do couples really find this connection that is so much more than just the physical?
Does everyone's other half complete them?
Someone please share the secret to finding a completely fulfilling partner that will eventually lead to post marital mind blowing sex!
so I read a lot.
A LOT
So when a friend at work recommended Barbara Delinsky and let me borrow her books, I jumped at the chance. I've read a couple of them now, and I really enjoy them but there is one thing that bothers me.
So far none of them are really happily ever after type endings. I mean they all end good, but they are realistic except when it comes to sex, and I guess the relationships. Now I am no expert at relationships, obviously. I did marry The Ex, and he is currently sexing another man, so I'm not really all that smart when it comes to dating. But is everyone else out there but me finding these fantastic partners and having mind blowing, out of this world, completely fulfilling sex?
Let me just explain, these are not harlequin romances, I don't really want to read about what goes on in anyone else's bedroom. A hint of the fact that people have sex lives is not bad, but by all means I do not want to read about Reginalds quivering member. (and if you know what movie that's from, I love you, we should be best friends)
So, The books aways have rocky relationship, and they always get better, but they also end up fulfilling each other in ways the main character never knew was possible, so is it?
Is there such a thing as happily ever after?
Do couples really find this connection that is so much more than just the physical?
Does everyone's other half complete them?
Someone please share the secret to finding a completely fulfilling partner that will eventually lead to post marital mind blowing sex!
Friday, July 29, 2011
I was reading Meredith tell about a night at the bar and she asked what the worst pick up lines were. I gave her a condensed version of the story, you lucky folks (anyone? anyone?...... *crickets*) get the long version.
Right after the Ex and I split, My mom took me and my sister and some friends to Vegas for a girls weekend. I wanted to dance and play and sit by the pool and not think of the ex at all for one weekend. Vegas is perfect for that.
We played by the pool, we gambled a little, and we ate at IHOP at midnight. After that my sister and I were the only ones willing to dance. (I really wanted to, I think my sister only went for me, gotta love her). So we got all gussied up and went to the Coyote Ugly bar in New York New York.
We paid our cover, got in, she got a drink and we started to dance, soon we were joined by a very intoxicated older man. He tried dancing with me, slurred out the standard "where are you from why are you here" question. When I told him it was to celebrate my divorce I think he took that as a challenge.
He immediately kissed me (eww), he caught me off guard so I couldn't dodge the first kiss, but I did the ones after that. Then he asked if I wanted to go up to his hotel room. Polite little me said "um, no thanks"
I think he thought I was waiting for a better offer, because he kept changing the offer.
We could go down and find his wife(!!) and the three of us could go back to his room.
He could watch me make out with his wife
If I wasn't into his wife he would take me and my sister back upstairs (What? do people really do that?)
At that point my sister needed another drink (wink wink) and we high tailed it out of there.
That my friends was my welcome back to the single life, sadly, its not been too much up hill from there. Next time maybe I'll tell you about the only other guy I have kissed besides the Ex. That one at least was fun, and more than once, and happened more than once at work, and more than once while I was still on the clock. Oh yeah, good times.
Right after the Ex and I split, My mom took me and my sister and some friends to Vegas for a girls weekend. I wanted to dance and play and sit by the pool and not think of the ex at all for one weekend. Vegas is perfect for that.
We played by the pool, we gambled a little, and we ate at IHOP at midnight. After that my sister and I were the only ones willing to dance. (I really wanted to, I think my sister only went for me, gotta love her). So we got all gussied up and went to the Coyote Ugly bar in New York New York.
We paid our cover, got in, she got a drink and we started to dance, soon we were joined by a very intoxicated older man. He tried dancing with me, slurred out the standard "where are you from why are you here" question. When I told him it was to celebrate my divorce I think he took that as a challenge.
He immediately kissed me (eww), he caught me off guard so I couldn't dodge the first kiss, but I did the ones after that. Then he asked if I wanted to go up to his hotel room. Polite little me said "um, no thanks"
I think he thought I was waiting for a better offer, because he kept changing the offer.
We could go down and find his wife(!!) and the three of us could go back to his room.
He could watch me make out with his wife
If I wasn't into his wife he would take me and my sister back upstairs (What? do people really do that?)
At that point my sister needed another drink (wink wink) and we high tailed it out of there.
That my friends was my welcome back to the single life, sadly, its not been too much up hill from there. Next time maybe I'll tell you about the only other guy I have kissed besides the Ex. That one at least was fun, and more than once, and happened more than once at work, and more than once while I was still on the clock. Oh yeah, good times.
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