POS Man 1

So I joined POF around the Christmas holidays. I got many responses, but only a couple stood out. One was a man around my age with a good job and no kids (woo hoo!). We chatted on POF for a week or so and then moved it to text messaging. He was funny, and we had quite a few common interests. We finally made a lunch date for the afternoon of New Year's Eve. In person, he was very quiet and seemed a bit shy. I found him to be attractive, even though he was only an inch or so taller than I am. He wasn't drop dead gorgeous, but not too hard on the eyes. Because POS1 was so shy, I had no way of knowing if he was interested or found me attractive. We ate lunch and talked for a while, making the date last a couple hours. I drove away from the restaurant puzzled. Later that evening, he sent a text about his iPod (a reference to our earlier conversation). So that meant he was interested, right?

He eventually asked me out again for the next week. We went bowling. By the way, he had NEVER at this point actually DIALED my number; all communication was via text. We had a good time on the second date, and he showed signs of coming out of his shell. The date ended with a big hug in the parking lot at my car. This same pattern repeated for the next couple weeks. We met for dates two more times. We never went to one another's homes, and he never made a move on me. He did, however, pay for all outings. Never did we actually speak on the phone, but there was the occasional "How was your day?" text during the week. I was confused...really confused. I decided to go with the flow and enjoy the free meals, movies, and bowling.

On our last date (the 4th or 5th), POS1 shocked me and suggested that we hang out at his place and watch a DVD that next weekend. I figured a month into seeing someone wasn't too early, so I agreed. Of course, throughout the week, we didn't really talk. Finally on that Friday, I sent a text that said, "Woo hoo! It's the weekend!" A few hours later, he responded saying, "Thank goodness!" I then asked if we were still on for the weekend. He said, "I don't know. All I want to do right now is relax." Not fully understanding that that was code for "Shut up and leave me alone", I then sent another text stating that I was trying to plan something else with some friends for the weekend and just wanted to confirm a time with him. Heard nothing back until Saturday morning. While I was doing my weekly grocery shopping I received a scathing text that said, "Now I'm pissed. You don't know when to quit. You continued to text me after I told you I wanted to relax. This isn't going to work. You are too bossy, pushy, and clingy." Well, ain't that some shit? Eh, bossy and pushy maybe... :) Not sure how one can be clingy when we don't even SPEAK during the week!

No food + Jack Daniels + No Company = 1 Stupid, Silly Woman

Okay, it all started with "just one" Saturday afternoon drink. I had big plans to clean my apartment before I watched the football game. It didn't exactly work out that way. Earlier in the day, Stalker and I had spoken on the phone and made tentative plans for him to come over and watch the game with me, because our favorite teams were playing against one another.* About halfway through that first Jack and Diet Coke, Stalker called me again. He said, "Come to Kroger." My reply was "Why?" To which he answered, "So you can meet me there." He then went on to tell me that he didn't think he would make it back my way later in the evening. He said he would probably just hang out at his folks' house, because his mother has been sick...yada yada yada. So I asked again why he wanted to have a Kroger date. He said he wanted to see my face. I told him that I'm sure we will be able to hang out in the next couple days. His response? "So you would rather have no time at all than just a little bit of time to see each other?" I then told him, "I would rather you make time for me and make plans with me, instead of fitting me into your busy schedule for a minute here and there." He said he understood, and then the conversation turned to chit-chat while I poured my second Jack and Diet Coke. His phone began to break up, and he told me the battery was dying. And he was right, because about two minutes later, I lost the call. After approximately 20-30 minutes after that, I received a text from Stalker:

Stalker: :( me phone died. It was nice chatting with you and hearing your voice. ;) i'll contact you later
Me: I figured. :-( My voice is good enough for you?

I got no reply, and I poured a third JD and Diet Coke. My BFF, Angel and Demon had called me the night before, and I missed it. So she was the lucky recipient of a drunk dial from me. Now, this woman is my oldest and dearest friend; she is my sister...the one who knows me better than I know myself. She even posted about me here.

She listened to my drunken babble about work, life, Stalker, and other random shit I'm sure I've forgotten already. To sum it all up, she said "You are falling for (Stalker), and you need to tell him." I interjected and explained that I can't because I knew his "situation" when I agreed to sleeping with him. I expected to be a cougar on the prowl and make him my prey. She said, "I know, but you are going to have to let the wall down and take a chance. He obviously feels something for you too, if he wants to see you for a few minutes to see your face and hear your voice." I get what she is saying. There is definite chemistry there, but no matter what his feelings are for me, they will always be stronger for "her". They have a history and a life together I could never compete with or expect him to just give up and take a chance on me.

While I chatted with my BFF, I'm sure I poured a fourth and a fifth JD and Diet. By this time, the game was on, my team was losing, and my apartment was still filthy! I looked at my FB profile, where I had updated my status to say "(SaneAndSingle) deserves so much more." Stalker had clicked the "like" button! I wonder if he realized that I was talking about him?! I pointed this out to my BFF, and she just said, "He realizes what a good person you are and knows you need more." Again, I understand where she is coming from, but I just enjoy my times with Stalker so much that I don't want to mess it up in any way. I don't want to push him away or scare or make him think he is going to hurt me. I just want it to last for as long as it can. Sigh...after that, the BFF filled me in on her daily drama too. You know we all have it! :-)

When I realized that Stalker's team was demolishing mine, I sent a text:

Me: Can't believe you've had nothing smart to say! Guess you really are busy... :-(


Yeah, I had reached pathetic, sad drunkenness...never had dinner. I don't advise having a date with Jack Daniels unless said date includes a meal. Anyway, Angel and Demon made the mistake of letting me off the phone, only to have yet another JD and Diet. An hour after that last unanswered text, I sent this:

Me: So (Angel and Demon) says I'm falling for you. Have a good night.

Yep, now I'm mushy-I-wanna-express-my-deep-feelings drunk! No worries...I soon became angry drunk! This is the text from angry drunk Not-so-SaneAndSingle:

Me: Ok well fuck you too...and good night.


I immediately thought "Oh shit!" and regretted it, so:

Me: I'm sorry. That was uncalled for even if you haven't responded. I'm drunk...and mad and sad and everything...

Then??? I passed out. I woke about four hours later to see the light on my BlackBerry indicating I had a message (somewhere in there I had silenced my phone). It wasn't Stalker, but some other idiot, who worthy of his own entry at a later date. So, what did I do at 3:13 AM while I'm still drunk and wanting to vomit??? Of course, I did the logical thing! I sent a text to Stalker (still in angry drunk mode, as it tends to last longer!):

Me: You didn't have to lie to me. I know you weren't just hanging out at home w/ fam. If you were, you would've sent text, called, or even come and watched game. :(


I rolled over, not realizing my phone was on silent. When I roll over again, I see the light blinking. I had a missed called and a text from Stalker.

Stalker: Sorry. My phone died. I fell asleep.
Me: Ok. Well I'm drunk and sick. Nite nite.
Stalker: :( can I spend time with you tomorrow?
Me: Yes. Call me in am. If no answer still sleep. Phone on silent to avoid other crazy ppl like me.


I haven't heard back from him as of yet. But the moral of this story??? Don't drink alone, and if you do, hide your phone from yourself!

More Gaps...Drunken Post

Yeah, it's early in the evening, but I'm already tipsy. I left a couple gaps open in my last post.

I did finally hear from Stalker last night after I posted. He sent a text that said, "I home safe" at about 9:45. Well, that was nice of him to let me know! Really, I am glad he made it back safely, but it makes me more aware of our situation. I like him...too much. But like I said, I'm going to enjoy it for what it is while it is. I know he is in a difficult situation, and I'm trying to be understanding. We have talked and texted a bit today, and I still can't seem to get enough of him.

In other news, well not so much new...it happened a month ago! FWB came over about a month ago. I can't believe I neglected to blog about this!! He had been calling and texting for a while, telling me he wanted to try again. I tried to give him a chance one weekend, but he just disappointed me again by waiting until after midnight to call when we had plans. I, being the damn nice person that I am, gave him another chance the next weekend. He came over on a Saturday night to watch a football game. This was the first time he had been to my new place, which I've been in since January. He kept telling me that he could distract me from my favorite football team...ahem, I beg to differ. So when he got to my place, he came in, no hug or anything, sat on my couch and pulled his dick out! Oh my! Such a fucking turn off! I just said, "Please put that away, I'm trying to watch football." I mean, really, could you at least pretend you are interested in a little conversation??? During halftime, I realized I was hungry. We decided to make a run to Taco Bell. He was incredibly rude to the drive through worker. What happened to the polite man I met a couple years ago? Turn off #2! Once we got back, ate, and watched a little more of the game, this mofo had the nerve to fall asleep on my couch!! Turn off #3! I woke him at the end of the game and asked him to leave. He said, "Yeah, it doesn't look like you are as interested as you once were." And no, I'm not. He took off in the middle of the night, not to be heard from again.

Guess who I ran into today at Target? KH!! Yeah, I was looking at hair stuff, and I hear "Hey you!" from behind, only to turn and see him. Ugh. We chit-chatted about meaningless life stuff, such as football and work. He then said that he would love to get together and do something sometime. I mentioned that I was renewing my lease soon and said that I thought about asking for another apartment in the same complex. But I don't really care to pack and move again. He assured me that if I did he would actually come help me this time. KH then proceeded to apologize for his bad behavior, and explained that he was "in a bad place" mentally when we met. Who isn't "in a bad place"?? I'm so over the recycled BS.

I'm back, bitches!!!

I just can't seem to find the time to write these days! Work is kicking my figurative ass. My car was vandalized. People, don't ever become a high school teacher! I know, I know, we do it for the children. But one of those sweet little baybays bashed in my windshield, so for a while there I was not so sane after all...although I am still single! Hehe. I still talk to and occasionally see RM. With our schedules, it gets rough though. We've made tentative plans for Memorial weekend. PoPo and the others have kind of fallen by the wayside again, although the guy whom I mentioned a few posts back (the guy from 10 years ago who lives 3 hours away) still gives me a ring once in a while. We shall call him "Flakey". Y'all confused yet??

As for this guy that I met up with, it lasted for all of three dates. He just couldn't understand why I didn't want him to come over and climb into bed with me at midnight for our third date. Yeah, that's right...no dinner, no movie, no drinks....just straight to bed! He hasn't called again, after I politely told him I wasn't ready for slumber parties yet.

I met up for drinks with a guy I met on a dating site Monday night. Don (as in Juan) and I got along well. It was short but sweet. He was just in town for a couple days but plans to move here in the summer. The next day after the date, he sent me a text saying he thought he had the swine flu (WTF is that about anyway?). It turns out he ate some seafood in an egg roll, and apparently, he is allergic! No hear from Don (Juan) allergy guy in a couple days.

And as for the sexy songs I haven't posted in the last few weeks, will you please accept this as my apology?

Ciara Feat. Justin Timberlake - Love Sex Magic (New)
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Love and Sex and Magic by Ciara featuring Justin Timberlake

Your touch is so magic to me
The strangest things can happen
The way that you react to me
I wanna do something you can’t imagine
Imagine if there was a million me’s talking sexy to you like that
You think you can handle, boy
If I give you my squeeze and I need you to push it right back

Baby, show me, show me
What’s your favorite trick that you wanna use on me
And I’ll volunteer
And I’ll be flowing and going
Till clothing disappears, ain’t nothing but shoes on me
Oh, baby

(Chorus)

All night, show it, just you and the crowd
Doing tricks you never seen
And I bet that I can make you believe
In love and sex and magic
So let me drive my body around you
I bet you know what I mean
Cause you know that I can make you believe
In love and sex and magic

(Verse 2)

Everything ain’t what it seems
I wave my hands and I got you
And you feel so fly assisting me
But now it’s my turn to watch you
I ain’t gonna stop you if you wanna crowd my neck
Talk sexy to me like that
Just do what I taught you, girl
When I give you my heat and I need you to push it right back

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

Oh, this is the part where we fall in love
Oh, let’s slow it down so we fall in love
But don’t stop what you’re doing to me

(Chorus [2x])

Blasts from the Past

I apologize for my long absence again! I have done absolutely no dating until recently. And the recent dates have been recycled ones.

First, there was RM, whom I first met 12 years ago. Yeah, you read correctly....12 years ago. He has a habit of disappearing and reappearing every couple years. We met up for lunch a couple weeks ago. Lunch turned into margaritas. Margaritas turned into a movie. And a movie turned into making out on my couch! All in all, it was a nice day. For some reason though, since then we haven't been able to connect due to schedule conflicts (read "he has kids"). So yeah, that's where that stands. It's the same old tune it's been since I first met him.

Next, there is PoPo, the sexy cop. I've known him for about 5 years. He does the disappearing act like RM. PoPo and I went out with some friends of mine last Saturday. Large amounts of alcohol were consumed, and needless to say I remember very little about the last couple hours of the night. I do know he spent the night, and there was no damn nookie!! I curse Aunt Flow!!! So, yeah...I'm still sexless.

Thirdly, another man I met about 10 years ago has called me again. He says he would like to see me again and try to reconnect. We have been chatting occasionally for the last month or so, but we have yet to see one another again. He currently lives about 3 hours away. So again...we shall see...

And lastly, that damn FWB has resurfaced! No, I haven't seen him, but he continues to call. I continue to ignore.

More updates coming soon! I'm trying to get back in the writing mood.

Dry Spell

Like I said in my last blog, I've been in the moving process. That has kept me rather busy, and I have yet to finish packing! It doesn't help that I got the DVR when I moved. Now I come home from work every night to watch several episodes of What Not to Wear! I love, love, love that show!

So between the move and the the DVR love affair, I've had little dating time! I did manage to hang out with Hot Stuff last weekend. YUMMY!! I was a bad, bad girl, and I liked it! I hope to be bad with him again very soon. Now remember, Hot Stuff is not boyfriend material, but he does make quite a lovely toy!

KH didn't bother to call me after New Year's. He had volunteered to help me move that weekend, but I didn't hear from him until the day after the move. Well, actually I texted him and said, "Well, I'm all moved in! Guess you were too busy to help." Yeah, I know...I shouldn't have bothered with him or the sarcasm. He replied, "I didn't call because I thought you would be mad." I asked why he thought that. He said, "I didn't feel like moving." *Sigh* Who needs a man like that?? Hell, a couple of my friends' husbands helped me without any payment. I mean this guy can't even be my friend apparently.

I think I'll just keep my standing date with my DVR.

Storm is over...

That downpour of men has turned to a drizzle. Oh, they are all still hanging around, but they aren't as anxious to see as they were last week.

I still haven't caught up with Hot Stuff again. He seems to be a last minute guy. You know, the guy that calls you up the moment he wants to see you, instead of making plans ahead of time. So he keeps calling, and I keep having other plans!

I went out with KH again on Saturday. We had a good time. It wasn't as comfortable as the first date, for some reason. I'm not sure why. I do know he hogs the seat in the movie theater. He couldn't even share the damn arm rest, and I felt like he took up half my seat along with his own. I'm getting the sense that he isn't as nice as he seemed to be at first. Last week, he was constantly calling and sending texts, telling me how excited he was about me and how he was digging me. This week, not so much! I have spoken to him, but he isn't as sensitive and nice as he was at first. I'm in the process of moving, hence I've been packing for days. When I told him how tired and busy I am, he said, "Well, you chose to move." He has been whining because I don't have a lot of time to hang out, but yet, he hasn't offered to help me out either! If I had a little help, I'd have a little more time! LOL

I met up with City Boy for dinner and a movie on Sunday. Our original plans were for Friday, but it didn't work out. We had a pretty good time. His pics online don't do him justice....much nicer looking in person! Although, he isn't the brightest crayon in the box! He even told me that I'm smarter than he is! WTF?? Anyway, he leaves town tomorrow, so we may meet for a drink later tonight.

FWB called again Sunday, while I was out with City Boy. I didn't return his phone call until today (2 days later!). Of course, he didn't answer.

I'm supposed to hang with KH on New Year's Eve, but I'm not sure how I'm feeling about that right now. I was going to take him to the young coworker's party, but my gay boyfriend is also having a get together. Maybe it's the stress of the move and all...

It's Raining Men! Hallelujah!

Try to keep up! It's Christmas, and it I've been given the gift of men! Suddenly, they are pouring out of the sky...from no where. Well, they did come from SOMEWHERE, but now they ALL want to spend time with me!

I was driving to visit my family when the texts started rolling in! Hot Stuff was the first to hit me up. He wanted to get together on Christmas night, but unfortunately, I wasn't going to be back in town by then. Hot Stuff will be going out of town to visit family next week, so that isn't going to pan out too soon.

Then City Boy, a guy I met on an online dating site, hit me up to remind me that he had arrived in my city. He comes to my city for holidays, as he has family here. He and I have chatted occasionally for the last year or so, but we have never been able to coordinate our schedules when he comes to town. Since he comes during major holidays, I am usually out of town myself. Now that we are both in the same city at the same time, we have made plans for Friday night! I'm not really sure what we will do yet, but I hope he is as sexy as his pictures suggest!

KH had already asked me out for Saturday night. He has left the activity choice up to me. Any suggestions??? I would like to do something different from your run-of-the-mill movies and dinner date.

And then tonight, while driving back from my family gathering, I received a text from FWB. And well, you know the story there. Of course, he wanted to get together and asked me if I was in town. Of course, I lied and said no. Technically, I wasn't....yet. I still had an hour or so left driving.

And finally, also during my drive home, I received a text from Ex-Coworker telling me he misses me and wants to see me soon. He and I have spoken randomly since his visit back in March, but I'm not really sure what his angle is. *sigh* So lately, he has told me he would like to try again, and he wants to come visit me. He tried to work it out during the holidays. Our schedules didn't jive though. Whatever. Men...pfft.

The Meeting

Okay, here is the long-awaited story of the meeting with the LD Man.

I drove 9, yes NINE, hours to get to him. I checked into a hotel, because we both agreed that I would feel more comfortable staying there the first night. I freshened up and then called him. He came right over. As soon as we saw one another we hugged so tightly I could hardly breathe.

He decided he would take me out to dinner and then show me around his city. We ate at this cute little German restaurant. Although the food wasn't so good, the atmosphere and company was. After dinner, we went for a walk around the neighborhood of the restaurant. We just walked and talked. Once I was too cold to walk anymore, we got in his truck and rode around the city, while he showed me all his favorite places. Then he took me to his favorite book store, where we shared novels we had read and wanted to read.

So I spent a good 3-4 hours with LD Man before he took me back to my hotel room. Toward the end of the night, we got more and more quiet. I knew we were both exhausted, so I figured that was why.

We hugged again at the hotel. He told me to call him when I woke and we would go for breakfast and hang out some before his meeting at 11:00.* I would find something to do while he was at his meeting, and then we would get back together for more fun! That was the plan...

I woke around 7:45 and called LD Man. I got his voicemail and left a message. Once I jumped in the shower, the thought "What if he doesn't call back?" entered my mind. He finally returned my call about 30 minutes later. He told me then that he had decided to go into work to pick up something real quick and got stuck there. He would be at my hotel in about 45 minutes or so. An hour went by, and I had to check out of the hotel in a couple hours. He had a meeting in one hour. I didn't know the city at all. I called him, and he again apologized and said he was still stuck. Then he goes on to say, "Did you really think we vibed last night?" I said, "yes." He was shocked and said, "Well, I didn't." Jaw on floor...

He then proceeded to tell me that he thought if we were just casually dating, that would be cool because I'm really sexy and cool and smart...blah blah blah. BUT he is looking for his wife, and we didn't vibe like he should when he's found his wife. HUH??? Then this man had the nerve to ask me to book another night at the hotel, so we could talk about it later. Again....HUH??? He wanted me to spend MY MONEY to stay in a hotel for ANOTHER night so he could tell me again that I am not wife material. HUH???

I packed my shit up and hit the road. I told him I couldn't spend more money to be rejected again. He told me that we would always be friends.

*I knew about this meeting before I went. It was a work thing that he couldn't get out of.

Chemistry? What chemistry?

I finally met LD Man. It didn't go so well. I will write more of an explanation once I know how to.

Guess I have some 'splainin' to do...

A quick little update blog for everyone! I know you've been checking my little spot here, anxiously awaiting my updates with bated breath!

I finally went out with Doc. It wasn't all I'd hoped it would be. He was in my city for a medical convention. I don't know if I mentioned that he lives about an hour and half drive from me. We met up for dinner and drinks the night after Obama became our President-elect (yep...happy dance!). Conversation was still casual and flirty, as usual. Afterward, I followed him back to his fancy hotel that they put him up in just to hang out. As we walked into the lobby, he looked behind us and saw two black women. He then said, "Let me slow down so those black girls don't think I'm with you."* I was like, "WTF???" All I could say back is "Wow." He tried to play it off as a joke, but that shit ain't funny to me. I would never even think to say something like that to someone! So needless to say, the night was ruined, and I left him alone at his hotel after a lull and an attempt at cool conversation. Of course, he hasn't called again.

The young coworker's Halloween party went off without a hitch. A drunken good time was had by all. We stayed up way too late, drank way too much, danced, played Cornhole**, and became rockstars with the help of Nintendo 360 and Rockband! The young coworker and I have recognized our attraction to one another, but we haven't acted on it. We have cooled the texting, but he does still ask me to hang out often. We've only done so once since the party. Oh yeah, and he still has his girlfriend.

KS still sends me the occasional "Good morning" text message a couple times a week. I still respond and never hear back til the next "Good morning." Sigh.

And last but definitely not least, I will finally meet LD Man tomorrow!!! I'm excited, nervous, scared, and in shock right now! I'll let you know how it goes! :)

*Doc is black, I'm not.
**Youtube it if you don't understand, because I really can't explain!

Doctor, Doctor!

I know you all want to know about the young coworker's party last night, but I'm going to share some other updates in this post.

Last weekend, I received a phone call from a man I dated for a couple months about a year ago. We have kept in touch since then and even hung out a couple times, but it has been a while since I've seen him. Somehow we ended up talking for 2 or so hours. I don't think we have talked like that since we first met. It was nice and comfortable. We've always gotten along well, but he is definitely a commitment phobe! When things began to head toward Relationshipville, he got scared. He admitted he didn't think he was at a point in his life where he could be in a serious relationship, so we remained friends.

This guy really is a "good on paper" guy though. He is a young, single doctor with the manners of a gentleman. He isn't too good looking, but he is attractive, so he is by no means narcissistic. We always have something to talk about when we hang out and there is never any awkwardness.

So when Doc called, we spent a while catching up. I told him about my new job and eventually about young coworker and his then upcoming party. Doc thought it sounded like fun and agreed to be my date. Unfortunately, he had to tentatively plan to be my date. He was on call this weekend, and sick people just refuse stay well around my party plans. Needless to say, Doc couldn't make it to the party due to a lady and her ventilator. By the way, the lady is fine and stable now. :)

I really wanted Doc to go, as he is fun to go out with, and he would have been a great buffer at young coworker's party. We have made plans to get together later this week though.

On a different note, KS still sends his "Good morning (SaneAndSingle). :)" text messages. I have been receiving them 2-3 times a week. I have responded to him every time with a "Good morning to you too." only to not hear from him again until the next "Good morning.:)" text! Silliness and nonsensical, imo...

Ooops...

I spoke too soon in my last post. I received a text this morning that said, "Good morning.:) How's yur day so far?" And no, I DID NOT respond.

Never said I forgave you...

So I'm sure you guys want some updates, or maybe you don't. But I'm giving them to you anyway!

KS hasn't sent anymore texts, nor has he called. Oh well...

The LD Man and I played phone tag all week last week. Our schedules are quite different, so we often have to do strategic phone calling to actually have a conversation. Friday evening he finally caught up with me. His brother is fine. His HumV (sp?) was shot all up, and the soldiers were sent to Germany for medical care. He will be there for a little while to recoup and then be sent back to Iraq. So that's good news.

LD Man was extremely apologetic for how he handled things the weekend he was supposed to visit. He admitted that he should have called me much earlier than what he did. He also said that he still wants to meet me, that he is going to try to be more available to me, and that he thinks we should waste no more time. I was calm. I never once got angry, cried, or yelled. He said all this on his own without any prompting from me. Then he said to me, "Thank you for forgiving me." I replied, "I never said I forgave you." Suddenly Mr. LD Man is much more attentive and making an effort to let me know more about him and his daily life.

Good Morning

There was a boy (ok...man) from a dating website long ago. We have IM'ed occasionally over the last year and a half. We exchanged numbers, but we rarely talked. He popped back up into my virtual life sometime last week. He sent me a couple messages asking me to meet up for dinner or something. I finally agreed to go out with him this past Monday. We went to a professional sporting event, and we had what I thought was a great time.

KS was a gentleman, complete with door opening and seating pulling. He had a quick witty sarcastic sense of humor, and I loved it. We held hands....we laughed....we kissed...we kissed again. He called me to make sure I made it home okay after we parted. He texted me a good morning message and thanked me for finally agreeing to go out with him after a year and a half on Tuesday morning. We exchanged a couple of flirty messages throughout the day. I asked him if he still wanted to meet up this weekend (which we had discussed during our first date). No response...

Wednesday afternoon I received this text from him: "How is ur day?" to which I responded, "Not too bad. How is urs?" He then replied: "Good. Wht time are u done?" I told him I had to work late and then asked about the weekend again. Again...no response.

Thursday morning, yet another text from KS: "Good morning.:)" *Sigh* I can't stand games!

Spank Me, I've Been Naughty!

After moping around the house and cursing the LD Man and his disappearing act yesterday, a couple friends took me out to dinner so we could eat and drown my sorrows in Jack Daniels. While at the sports bar, my phone rang. Guess who??? Uh huh, the LD Man. I couldn't bring myself to answer the phone, as I had just begun to smile, laugh, and stop worrying about what happened. Like I told my friend, I would rather just not hear from him again, because it makes it easier to let go.

After we finished our meal, we just had to know what he had to say for himself. As I listened to his voicemail, my jaw dropped. According to his message, his brother was shot in Iraq, and he was calling me from his parents' house (which is a couple hours away from where he lives). He apologized and told me that he swears he will make it up to me. I don't know what to think, feel, or say. He tried to call again just as we were leaving the restaurant. I still couldn't bring myself to answer. I had a sexcapade to get to anyway.

Sexcapade you ask??? Well, as any woman would do in a time of crisis, I called my girlfriend earlier that day. During our conversation, she offered up the old cliche, "The best way to get over a man is to get under another one." All it took was one impulsive text message to the FWB and we had a plan for him to meet me back at my place later that night! *hangs head in shame* I'm not longer celibate. Please spank me, I've been a naughty naughty girl. And I liked it!

Poo on a Shoe

Do you know what it feels like to be poo on someone's shoe? Well, I do!*

This weekend was to be the long awaited meeting with the LD Man. The original plan was that he was going to drive into town on Friday night. Due to some work stuff, he had to postpone. We spoke yesterday (Saturday) afternoon, and he said he was going to take a nap and then drive to my town. That would have landed him here sometime in the middle of the night/early morning. His last words during that call were, "I'll call you before I hit the road." It is now Sunday afternoon (approximately 24 hours later), and I've heard nothing, zilch, nada. I have called a couple times, only to get his voicemail.

I really don't understand what happened. Everything was going well. All week long we were making plans for the long weekend. Now, he hasn't shown up or called.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is why I'm still single.

*Dr. Seuss is my hero!

My Resume

LisaQ posted her dating resume a few days ago, and I thought it would be fun make one for myself. I used the same format that she did, as all dating resumes should be uniform. I just plugged in my information! Um...we have a few things in common, Lisa!



Vitals
• Female
• 30-something
• 5’8”
• Curvy and sexy!
• Brownish-blondish hair
• Green eyes
• Caucasian (But an equal opportunity dater)
• Single, never married
• Beautiful smile
• Aquarius
• Social drinker
• Non-smoker
• Location-Durty South
• Lives alone with 2 cats (and no, I’m NOT the crazy cat lady!)

Qualifications
• Lady in the Streets, and Freak in the….well you got the point
• Honest and loyal
• Gainfully employed
• Homeowner
• Wonderful people skills
• Educated and intelligent
• Great sense of humor….I love to laugh!
• Low maintenance

Loves
• Blogging
• Writing
• Football (especially college)
• Movies & music
• Reading
• Sleeping in
• The sound of the ocean at night
• Jack Daniels (longest relationship with a man I’ve ever had!)
• Animals

Experience
I have been dating for almost 20 years now, so I have a lot of experience. I have been engaged twice during that time. During this time, I have learned what I want/need and what I do not want/need.

What I’m Looking For
I’m looking for a man who loves to laugh, even at himself sometimes! I hope to find someone who can be sweet, romantic, and fun all at once. I need a man who can also be a little dominant, as I don’t want to walk all over him. He should be goal oriented and/or established in life.

Physically, I prefer tall and thick men. I like a little something to wrap my arms around! I’m an equal opportunity dater and do not discriminate against race or religion. I prefer men within a ten year radius of my age, so I like them anywhere from mid-20’s to mid-40’s. I tend to prefer them in the 30’s though.

I am extremely sarcastic, and if you can’t hang, chances are I won’t like you too much! I have to be with someone who understands and “gets” me. If he and I can’t make one another laugh, I will get bored easily.

What I’m NOT Looking For
I’m not looking for someone who is emotionally unavailable, married, and/or enjoys playing the games of dating. I don’t care to be with a man who isn’t open and honest about his life and his feelings. I don’t need someone who is intimidated by a strong and intelligent woman. If he doesn’t like football, it won’t work. If he hasn’t read a book since he read Dr. Seuss with his mother, it won’t work. If he puts work before his friends and family, it won’t work. If he treats our relationship and/or emotions like he is conducting a business deal, it won’t work.

Physically, I don’t want a sloppy man. He should be clean and neat, this includes his home. Speaking of homes, he should NOT live with his Momma.

References
RG -Ex fiance
FWB-Ex something; current friend
The Engineer-ex-boyfriend; current friend
Angel and Demon- BFF; SaneAndSingle expert extraordinaire
MsFriendly- Best Friend; SaneAndSingle expert extraordinaire
Amy –Best Friend; SaneAndSingle expert extraordinaire

Interested parties may email SaneAndSingle at SaneAndSingle[at]gmail[dot]com

$1 Movie Night

This guy has gone text-mad yet again. While at work, I received a text from the Mad Texter* that said, "R U ignoring me?"

My response: "What do u mean? Haven't heard from u."

Mad Texter*: "I texted u the wk before last. U busy tonight? I'm going to c the movie (Wanted) at the dollar theater at 7:45."

Me: "I didn't get a text from u. What dollar theater?"

He then gave me directions to the theater. I let him know I was still at work and would let him know later. Obviously, I didn't go.

*Name changed to protect the texting fool.

4th of July

I had a few friends over for a BBQ on the 4th of July. It was just me, a couple girlfriends, and my fag (whom I love love love to hag!). One of my girls decided to invite a new fellow over. He was some dude that she had met on some dating website.

When he showed up, I was very UNimpressed. Scrawny* claimed that he was in his mid-thirties. He looked to be...um...uh...12! He needed to eat, bench press, do some pushups, anything to put some meat on those bones. Think Ralph Macchio in The Karate Kid body, without the tight clothes and high water jeans.

Scrawny* was very quiet. During the evening it somehow came out that Lil Man had kids....5 of 'em!!! HUH??? Don't people know how that shit happens? There is no excuse for a scrawny, unattractive, never married, single man in his mid-thirties to have 5 rugrats! Damn, condoms and the Pill are cheaper!

Anyway, I managed not to judge out loud when this secret surfaced. We made it through the evening, and I didn't really even talk to Scrawny* too much, as he was there with my girlfriend. Besides, I had my other girlfriend and was too busy hagging my fag!

The next day my friend who invited Scrawny* called to tell me that as soon as he left her that night, he sent her a text. It went a lil something like this:

"Would you mind if I ask your friend, (SaneandSingle), out? I really should have asked you for a full body pic. I'm more of a boobs man."

HOW. FUCKING. RUDE!!

The funny thing was that my friend wasn't attracted to him either, as were NONE of us! But we would have never been so rude about saying it!

*Name has been changed to protect the boyish body.