Archive | June 2011

Dropping the L-Bomb

Why do some men feel the urge to say “I love you” so soon?  I’ve always been the type to wait to say those three little words.  I don’t like rushing into things and I want to make sure that what I’m feeling is love and not just lust.  What I don’t understand is why so many men that I’ve dated seem to say “I love you” entirely too soon.  How can they be sure that it’s love?  Do they even realize what they are saying?  Do they really mean it or is it just the lustful passions overwhelming them and clouding their minds?  Are they just trying to get into my pants?  Or am I just continually dating the wrong kinds of men?  Those are all questions that I wish I knew the answers to.

I don’t think that anyone can fall in love after only one or two dates.  Falling in love is supposed to take time, right?  I never really believed in love at first sight either.  Maybe that has something to do with why I don’t understand why men keep telling me that they love me so soon after starting to date them.  There are so many “maybe”s involved that it just confuses me more.

When men say “I love you” to me too soon in a relationship it scares me.  It’s not that I don’t want them to ever say it, I just want them to say it at the right time and in the right way.  I’ve written before that there are two things that you should never say to a woman in bed, “I love you” and “Will you marry me?”  Those two things should be said not only out of bed, but also never over the phone or via text message.  Say it when you’re looking the person in the eyes, and not in a horizontal position.

This is also covered in my list of 10 things that turn me off.  It’s number 9 on the list:  “Men that tell me they love me within the first three months of dating.”  There’s just something about it that doesn’t sit well with me.  I’ve read that it’s acceptable to say “I love you” after the first three months of a relationships.  I found a couple of articles online that give some good information on this subject:

That’s all I have to say for tonight.  I have my second date with EB tomorrow.  I’ll let you know how it goes.  I’ve talked to him a lot more on the phone this week and we’re getting to know each other a lot better.  It’s weird though how when I’m dating someone new, as they tell me things I am constantly having weird thoughts going through my head.  I wonder about things like if he’s being honest, if we’re really compatible, if he’s talking about certain things a lot because he has issues that will hinder our relationship, if we have enough in common to take us beyond the bedroom, or am I just being too analytical?

Good night & happy humping!

Cooking Up Some Romance

I had my first date with EB.  (I’ll explain later why he’s called EB.)  Lasting nine hours, it was possibly the longest first date I’ve ever had.  Being honest is not always fun or easy, but here’s the cold hard truth.  As far as my dating rules are concerned, it was an epic fail.  Even though I managed to follow a few of the rules, I completely ignored a couple of them.

We met at Wal-Mart and did some grocery shopping because he wanted to cook me dinner at his place.  (Rule # 2 – fail.)  EB is a chef and I was looking forward to some good food.  I know it may sound strange to meet a person for the first time at Wal-Mart, but it is a public place and we met during the day, so I felt safer meeting him there.  It was actually kind of fun, like going shopping with Curtis Stone.  The way to a man’s heart may be through his stomach, but it’s also a sneaky detour to my heart.  Having a cute guy cook for me is always satisfying.  He definitely scored some points for that one.

After we got through shopping I followed him to his place.  We talked for an hour or so and he gave me a tour of his place.  As we sat on the couch talking he went in for the first kiss, and it was a very good one even if it was short.  We really did do a lot of talking and getting to know one another, but here’s where rule #1 comes crashing down.  After that first kiss I realized that I had a problem.  I was very attracted to this guy, and he was just as attracted to me.  We kissed some more and then he led me to the bedroom.  I sat down on the bed and within two minutes he had my clothes off and was going down on me.  I did feign a little resistance at first, but I decided it was pointless and I totally caved.

He took his clothes off and got on the bed with me.  It was kind of dark because the curtains were closed, so I couldn’t really get a good look at what he had to offer.  I was pleasantly surprised by what came next.  He wasn’t too big or too small.  He was perfect.  I’m talking about his penis by the way.  His body is nice too.

After round one we went back in the living room and talked while he cooked.  Before we ate we started making out on the couch again and ended up back in the bedroom a second time.  At that point we were both starving and dehydrated, so we went back in the kitchen to eat.

It was getting late and he asked what time I needed to leave.  I told him I didn’t want to wait too late to leave, but just as soon as I said that a thunderstorm warning came on tv and then the storm hit.  I was going to be conveniently stuck there for another hour at least.  Plenty of time for round three, which didn’t take long to get going.  Each time got better and more tiring, but I really did need to get home so we went back in the living room yet again.  At 8:00 pm I decided it was time to go home.  As I was leaving the bathroom he pinned me against the wall in the hallway and started kissing my neck.  I told him he had better stop before he got me going again.  Needless to say he didn’t and we ended up back in the bedroom for round four.  This guy was like the freaking Energizer Bunny (EB).  He just wouldn’t stop.  It was awesome!  LOL  I literally rode him until the mattress was half way off the platform bed frame.  Now that was some damn good fucking if I do say so myself. I finally made it out the door at 9:30 pm to go home and after a goodbye kiss and a promise to text him when I got home.  I left, with a smile on my face.

I hadn’t planned on having sex with him once let alone four times.  I even neglected to shave my legs that morning just so I wouldn’t be tempted.  So much for that plan.  He didn’t seem to mind either.  Breaking my new rules was a bit disappointing, but if I had the chance I would probably do it all over again.  I guess some rules are just meant to be broken.

We’ve already scheduled our second date for Saturday night/Sunday.  Of course it’s going to be a sleep over date.  We’ve already had sex, so why not?  I just pray that he doesn’t turn out to be bi-polar, controlling, aggressive or just plain crazy like some of my most recent boyfriends.  He seems normal so far.  We shall see!

Happy humping!

13 days until I turn 37

Today marks the 13th day before I turn 37.  As I move closer to 37 my mind wanders.  What are the things that I love and hate the most about myself?  I’m going to use these last 37 days to find out.


I love that I actually had the courage not to answer “yes” to a heart wrenching question tonight.

I hate that I knew in my heart that I shouldn’t say “yes.”

13 is definitely not my lucky number anymore.


Really? More rules? This is tough.

I have a date!  Yes, me.  🙂  So far I’m sticking to my rules too!  He contacted me first, so that takes care of rule #5 (If using an online dating service, do not contact men first.)  The date is set for Tuesday.  That takes care of rule #3 (The first date has to be planned at least two days in advance.)  I still have to get his last name (rule #4).  As far as rules 1 and 2, well, we will just have to see how well my self-control holds up.  He’s very cute, funny and seems like he has some common sense.  I’m hoping he doesn’t turn out to be a dud.  We’ve talked already so I think he’s going to be cool.  Hmm, I think I’m having deja vu.  Didn’t I say that about Manwhore, Skaterboi, Bobblehead Nerd, and so many others when I first met them? Oh, well.  Gotta take a chance.

I can already tell you that rules 1 and 2 are going to be the most difficult to follow.  That’s mainly because he lives about 45 minutes away and that leaves an opening for an excuse for one of us not to drive all the way home if it gets late.  I thought about putting a rule about date curfew, but I really don’t think I could follow that one, ever.

I’m thinking I should add a rule about not drinking and driving.  If I do that though, then it will be even easier to use the excuse to break rule #2 (No going to the guy’s house on the first date.)  So maybe rule #7 should be no drinking at all while on the date.

Happy humping!

Awesome song:

15 days until I turn 37

Today marks the 15th day before I turn 37.  As I move closer to 37 my mind wanders.  What are the things that I love and hate the most about myself?  I’m going to use these last 37 days to find out.


I love being a geek/nerd.

I hate that because I’m a geek/nerd everyone calls me with their computer problems and gives me their computers to fix.  I currently have the Preacher’s laptop to fix.  It got a bunch of trojans and viruses and other stuff on it.  This is the third time he’s had major problems with his computers.  Should I tell him that it’s probably because of the porn sites that he’s been visiting?  He would probably deny it.  I would have to explain what cookies are.  That would be a fun conversation.  “Hey, Dad, lay off the porn or I’m going to stop fixing your computers!”

Happy humping!