I'm baaaaaack!!

Oh hey there… (waving with shame for not blogging for 6 months. Sad panda. That’s almost grounds to have my BiSC badge taken away… except BiSCuits are so awesome and amazing and they would never do that. Right?) 

Anyhoo… yes! I’m still alive and although I contemplated deleting my blog a few months ago I remembered once again that the blog world is amazing and caring and full of love and wonderful people and something I want… nay, NEED to be part of. 

So let’s get some coffee and catch up shall we? 

First of all… I LIVE WITH A BOY!!! 

What the shit is that? Having sisters my whole life I’ve never lived with any other male besides my dad and my favorite childhood cat named Turbo. I miss that little tiger. But now there is this 6 foot 4 bearded man in my space. Taking up room in my closet. Leaving his underwear on the floor. Watching FOOTBALL? I no longer live in a girly home. It’s now a place where a couple reside. So weird. And this will probably result in many “Adventures of Living with a Man” blog posts. Stay tuned. 

Work is work. Bleh... 

Over the last year my best friend got married, my man-friend and I went on a romantic getaway to the mountains, I went dog sledding, I made some new friends, grew apart from other friends, had a few weeks where I was in and out of the hospital, and basically lived my life figuring out WHO MICH IS (see what i did there? I'm so witty). 

So lets get this blog back on the road and write! 

The One Where I Recap the Craziest Year of my Life.

I started WIM about 5 years ago now and every year I write a post in December recapping what came about in my life that year. 2011 by far was the craziest year with the most extreme highs and extreme lows I have ever gone through.

Lets recap shall we?

January

- Planned on starting 2011 fresh from all the craziness that happened in 2010 and spent most of my time going to the gym and I even started training again to do another triathlon.

- It didn't last long because...

February

- slipped on the ice on a random Monday, broke both bones in my lower left leg. Had to have emergency surgery and have a steel rod and screws put into my leg. Couldn't walk for the next 2 months.

- A week after breaking my leg, I was "let go" from my job. (illegally).

- Lost most of my independence (or at least it felt like I did), at 27 years old I had to have my mom help me in and out of the shower, and I even had to have my roommates help put my socks on for me when I was cold because I couldn't bend my knee. Having one leg broken, the other being used for balance and both arms and hands being used to hold yourself up on crutches is hard. its damn hard.

- Spent the rest of the month on my couch, pretty much depressed and feeling sorry for myself.

- A few weeks after breaking my leg the disastrous Tsunami in Japan happened. Since all I could do was sit at home anyways and watch TV, I watched A LOT of the news coverage. The very next day I got my sorry ass up off the couch and realized that I had only broken my leg. I was going to recover and everything would be fine eventually. I had no reason to be depressed. A million and one worse things could have happened to me. I could lost my entire world around me like the people in Japan. Or worse, my actual life. From that point on I wasn't going to feel sorry for myself and I was going to take advantage of every day.

March

- Spent most of the month recovering. Tried my best to get around on crutches. By the end of the month the doctor told me I could try to walk again.

- Attempted to apply for jobs but it was really hard to apply for jobs when i was having issues getting around and still couldn't drive either.

April

- Still limping around, I started working shifts at my part time job. It worked out well for me as they were short shifts and it made for an easy transition back to working.

- The opportunity to go to Bloggers in Sin City in May came about. I had tried to convince other blogger friends that I know to go with me but there were no takers, so I did what any unemployed smart person would do... I booked a flight and at the very last minute registered myself to go to Vegas with 67 strangers. I didn't know it at the time but it was one of the best decisions I have ever made.

May

- My best friend of 15 years got engaged and I was blessed enough to help her now-fiance plan a big surprise and pull off what was a romantic and extremely sweet proposal/engagement party. (read this for more details).

- A few weeks later I got on a plane, a little scared (okay... more than a little) and went to Vegas to meet some A-MAZING people!! I feel that that trip gave me my spark back. I felt like I had lost a little of myself over the last few years and doing something that spontaneous and kinda crazy gave me my zest for life back.

June

- One of my very close friends told me she decided to move back home to Ontario in a month. I didn't take it very well at first. And then...

- The very next day my other very close friend told me she was leaving her husband and going to move back home to Montreal, THAT DAY. I was torn because I knew she was unhappy here but I was devastated to learn that another person in my close support group was leaving.

July

- I finally got a full time job and things started to look like they were getting back to "normal" for me. Boy was I wrong...

August

- In one weekend, (yes... all in one weekend) a friend of mine who is married confessed that he was in love with me and told me that he wanted to leave his wife and that entire part of his life to be with me. Although I care deeply for this friend I would never do that. Ever. Then later on that exact same night I went out to celebrate a friends birthday and ended up meeting someone that would completely steal my heart.

- I spent the rest of the month falling head over heels for him.

- I also ended up going for coffee with my old roommate/ex-best friend who I really didn't want anything to do with BUT her and I are both in my best friends wedding party together and I needed to clear the air between us. I would say it was semi-successful. Things are civil now which is great but its not like we are friends again.

September

- This new guy who stole my heart... broke it. Then stole it again. Then broke it once more.

- I went to Las Vegas again with my family to celebrate my moms 50th birthday.

- I surprised my dear friend who lives all the way on the other side of the country by showing up for her bachelorette party weekend in Niagra Falls.

October

- I let myself to get over the heartbreak that took over my summer and ended up meeting someone new. Someone wonderful.

November

- Went to Toronto to attend the most beautiful wedding I have ever seen let alone could even imagine on my own.

- I reunited with 3 of the sweetest, most genuinely beautiful and kind souled women I have ever known. (3 lovely ladies that moved across the country from me over the last 2 years).

- Most importantly I learned that no matter the distance between you, true friendships will prevail.

December

- I turned 28 and was blessed by all the love that surrounded me.

- Had what was probably the best Christmas ever.

- Realized that the best part of my year was the last 2 months... and I'm hoping the magic continues on into 2012.

The Online Dating Saga...

Say what? I have blog? Oh right!! I almost forgot. That's perfect because I have a few stories to share.

So remember those blog posts I wrote earlier this summer all about the fantastic guy I met and how I was so head over heels smitten for him? Well he broke my heart. Enough said. Moving on.

So i signed up for online dating. I have gone out with on dates with 3 guys so far.

Bachelor #1 - meh... thats all.

Bachelor #3 - (yes i skipped #2... we will get to him....) he's funny and sweet and has the same sense of humor as me and so far things are moving along just lovely. After the heartbreak this summer I am taking things slowly and as they come and so far things with Bachelor #3 are great. If things continue you will definitely be hearing more from him. (Quick note - I was his date to a halloween party and he went as Craig the Spartan Cheerleader - aka Will Ferrels the perfect cheer character from SNL - and did the cheers all night. How awesome is that, right?)

Bachelor #2 - We talked for about a week and then he asked me out. He got tickets to the football game and it was a great first date idea. I wasn't really feeling like I would date him again though but he was a really nice guy and i didn't want to write him off completely. I mean we have all heard of those couples that are married now who one of them wasn't into the other at first right? (cough, cough, Farah... ). Anyways we talked a lot by email. So Halloween weekend i was super busy. I went on 2 dates with Bachelor #3 including the Halloween party and then on the Sunday I was suffering from the worst hangover known to man-kind. Bachelor #2 had sent me a few texts over the weekend but I either didn't respond or said I was really busy.

Monday morning came around and I was alive again after surviving my jello shooter induced hangover and I sent him an email to see how his weekend went. No response. Didn't phase me one bit actually. Then Tuesday I go into work to an email basically saying how he was mad that I didn't respond to him all weekend and how he thought I was rude at the football game (????) and how he didn't want to talk to me anymore. Well I guess he stayed home sick on Monday and sent that email late Monday night, before he went into work on Tuesday and saw my email. As I was reading his harsh "break up" email another one from him came through apologizing profusely for his previous email and saying how now he DID want to talk to me blah blah freakin blah. And 5 minutes later another email came through... saying the same things all over again.

I was extremely busy at work and was in meetings all morning so when I came back to my desk 2 hours later to see 2 MORE emails from him I was beyond annoyed. I didn't even know what to say really. On my lunch break I started typing out a response and yet again... another email came through from him.

I guess he wasn't listening when I told him flat out prior to our date that I didn't want any pressure.

Moving on...

Its the little things...

It’s the little things that take your breath away. Like when you go to his house for the first time and there is a note posted on the fridge with your birthday that’s 5 months away on it and he says he thought it was important so he should write it down.

It’s the little things that warm your heart. Like when you tell him how someone stole the blueberries for your breakfast out of the fridge at work and when you get home from work that night there is a little bag with blueberries waiting at the door just for you.

It’s the little things that make you know he will protect you. Like when he holds your hand and watches your every step so you don’t fall when you are walking back down the mountain after a long hike up and your still healing broken leg is getting tired.

It’s the little things that make you realize how happy you are. Like when a coworker says you haven’t stopped smiling all day and that makes you smile even more.

It’s the little things that make you feel this is something special. Like when he always holds your hand when you are in the car.

It’s the little things that amaze you. Like when after only knowing him for 2 weeks he meets your parents. And you can already tell they love him. And when you guys leave he tells you how it wasn’t weird at all meeting them so soon.

It’s the little things that fill you with excitement. Like when you get lost in a gaze looking at him and wonder “where have you been my whole life?”

Unexplainable.

She walked into the bar.

Two friends at her side.

One of them celebrating his birthday.

The reason why they came to this bar in the first place.

He says someone he knows is also at the same bar.

The three of them walk around to find this person she has never met.

She spots a tall, handsome man across the room.

He is wearing a white collared shirt, jeans and dark framed glasses.

Something about him draws her in.

Her friend is still searching for the person he knows.

She prays he's at the same table as the guy in the glasses.

Her friend finally spots his friend...

Her heart skips a beat as he heads over in the direction of the man she's so curious about.

He's at the same table as the guy in glasses.

They get introduced and eyes lock immediately.

She is taken back by the instant attraction.

She puts her purse down on the table and pulls up a chair.

They strike up a conversation.

The rest of world fades away....

This & That Summer Recap (so far...)

Oh hey there...

I've been completely MIA from the blog world over the last 2 months because I have been insanely busy and more importantly soaking up as much summer fun I possibly can.

In short form:

- I finally got a new job and its fantastic!

- I get to walk home everyday from work for about an hour which makes me so ridiculously happy. I get to soak up the sun, I get to work on strengthening my leg (mostly my knee at this point), I get to de-stress and listen to my music in my own world after work everyday. Needless to say its brought my happiness levels up about 20 notches.

- Two of my dear friends moved away to the other side of the country. Two. With in a month. It sucks the big one because they are amazing, wonderful, loving friends and I will miss seeing them as much. But... Love Liberates so I will love them if they are here, or if they are on the other side of the world.



- I have been going to summer festivals, and swimming again, and running, and rafting, and hiking, and enjoying every possible outdoor/physical activity I can do at this point.

- I booked a few trips including one to Vegas with my family for my moms 50th bday next month.

- I fulfilled my teenage dreams but seeing NKOTBSB in concert and it was insanely fun. To the point where I lost my voice the next day from screaming of excitement.

- I've started helping my best friend plan her wedding.

- I have seen Horrible Bosses twice already... its epic. GO SEE IT NOW!!

- I have a million other things I want to blog about but I can't... some days (like today) I wish my blog was still anonymous so I could just spill it all. But in time I will...

- Also, I may have met the most special person I will ever meet in my life... more on that later...

The Dream Love List

A few years back... okay 10 years back (where does the time go??) my best friend and I created a "Dream Love List". It was a list of 50 things that we wanted in a perfect man. We were 17 when we wrote it so of course its written in blue marker and the pages are covered in glittery lips stickers. So. Freakin. Cool.

We made a pact (because thats what you do as best friends, pacts mean you're serious) that we wouldn't look at it until one of us got engaged or considered marrying someone. If they didn't fit the criteria, you couldn't marry them. Okay... maybe that seems a little harsh but we were 17, it was all or nothing.

The list got packed away with all the other old photos and everything else from our pre-adult years and we moved on with our lives.

Flash forward to a few weeks ago when I was going thru some of my things in my parents basement (actually, I was looking for my GOLD pants from an old disco costume to possibly wear to the Black/White/Gold party in Vegas... no luck in finding them though). But I did come across some papers folded together and tucked neatly in my yearbook. It was the Love List.

I had a little squeal of excitement and reminiscing and unfolded the papers. I instantly remembered what it was and knew I couldn't read the list with out my BFF there with me. So I took the list home and called her right away. She of course squealed in the same high pitched voice as me and said "DONT read it with out me!!". Thats why were BFF's, we get each other.

A few days later we were in the same place, at the same time, with THE list.

Now... although I am awesomely single, she is in a very long term relationship. Almost 8 years now. They are not married or engaged (yet...) but she knows for certain that she wants to and will marry him. We went thru the list with him in mind.

Shockingly he got 93%!!

It was like this list was written for him! We couldn't believe it! The things he didn't score full points on were sort of silly things like

- Treats me like a princess (he got 1/2 points because he doesn't quite do that ALL the time)

- Isn't a perfectionist (apparently we thought this was important at 17, i think one of us dated someone who was a bit OCD and we were hella-annoyed by it) (did i just say hella?? this flashback post is making me write like im 17 again too...)

But he got ALL the important ones right!

- Is close with his family

- Can dance (very important!)

- Is okay with acting silly sometimes

- Loves me for me

There are many more items on the list (44 more to be exact) and I am so happy for her that she has found what she has always wanted. It fills my heart with rainbows and unicorns and sugar plum fairies. I love her and it makes me so happy to see her happy.

It got me thinking... maybe I should bring the list with me everywhere I go and use it as an interviewing tool for potential boyfriends.

"So...Are you close with your family?

Yes? Okay good... lets see here...

In your opinion, what is the value of a best friend?

Hmmm.... Interesting...

Would you say you are the type of person who likes to try new things?

Yes? Please give an example of something new you have tried in the past month?

I see, I see.... what about dancing? Please provide a sample of your best dance moves.

That's enough, thank you. Please fill out your name and number on this form. Someone will be in contact you if we are interested in a second interview"

Its pretty much a flawless plan, don't you agree?

Pro's and Con's

Here I am. Still jobless and still unable to walk.

Yet the whole situation has its pro's and con's. Lets break those down shall we?

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Pro - I don't have to wake up before the roosters anymore and I get to sleep in all day if I want.

Con - As fun as that sounds, it gets boring as hell. I'm not the kind of person who sits around all day and does nothing. I went from working 2 jobs, working out 4 to 5 days a week and having a very active social life to NOTHING overnight.

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Pro - I don't have to go to work and deal with all the crap I had to deal with before.

Con - The lack of money coming in.

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Pro - I don't miss an episode of Oprah or Dr. Phil.

Con - I've noticed a lot of my sentences are now starting with "Well, Dr. Phil says..."

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Con - The lack of socializing has put any dating life on hold for the time being.

Pro - I have no stress about dating. There's no "OMG! What if he doesn't like me?" or "What does he mean when he says this or that?" or "I hope he calls". I have none of that right now and its great! All my time is spent on ME!

Hmmm... maybe that also has something to do with the Dr. Phil-isms....?

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Pro - I have all this time right now to really think about what I want to do with me career/job situation. I feel like this is the time to take chances and really go for what I want in life. It can't hurt right?

Con - I'm still not clear about what I actually want...

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BIG PRO!! - 2 more weeks and I can start to try walking again (with the support of crutches still) and once I can walk and drive again I am going to focus more on my job hunt. I'm seeing the glass half full now and focusing on the fact that I'm THAT much closer to being back to a normal life instead of sulking and feeling sorry for myself.

Who is this Mac character?

Halloween is an interesting time to meet someone new. Especially someone you may be romantically interested in.

Take my situation for example. I met Mac on halloween. He was dressed as an old man.

He had on a long curly grey wig, slippers (I believe he called them loafers actually), an old man hat and a pillow stuffed in his plaid shirt.

Sexy.

But he was charming. And very funny. We got to talking and by the end of the night he asked for my phone number.

He called me the next day and asked me out for dinner.

A few days later as I was getting ready for our date, I had a slight breakdown. I realized that HE was dressed as a dirty old man, no matter what he wore to our date, he was going to look better than he did when we met.

I on the other hand was dressed as a Greek Goddess... there's no topping that. So no matter what I wore on our date I wasn't going to look near as good as I did when we met.

Awesome.

The date was wonderful though. He's a real gentleman and quiet-funny. (isn't that the best type of funny?). We have gone out quite a few times since then and I'm taking things slowly and seeing where it will go.

ATL... How does he do that?

Anyone remember ATL?

Well, last year he was sort of a big part of my life. He was my kryptonite and even though I knew that he was bad, BAD news I couldn't resist him.

Then his true asshole colors showed and I cut him out of my life. For months afterwards he would randomly text me from numbers I didn't know. Every time he did my heart jumped a little.

Then I met The Fisherman and I knew I had moved on.

Somehow after months and months of no contact he decided to text me a few weeks after The Fisherman and I broke up.

HOW did he know? Seriously how on earth did he just know that I was in a vulnerable state and that if he sent me a text with his BBM pin that I would add him. And how did he know that seeing his picture and talking with him after a year would make me question possibly seeing him again?

Well... I was weak for a bit but after a few days I gave my head a good shake and knew what I would have been getting myself into. So I deleted him and moved on again.

And THEN last weekend I went to my work Christmas party and a group of us decided to head to a bar near by for our own after party. Guess who of ALL people works at said bar. Yep... ATL. Damn it.

I try to break free and the universe starts dangling him in front of me again.

Although he is verrrrrrry tempting, I am staying strong. I don't need to go down roads I've already travelled.

Instead I am moving on to better new things. Like Mac.

(details on Mac coming soon)

A letter to myself.

I originally wrote this post back in August. I don't know why on that specific day I needed to write it but I did. I told myself that if it ever came to it, I would post it with out changing anything.... so now I am. 

A blog post written for the future. 

Today is Aug 2, 2010.

I am currently falling madly in lust, possibly in love with the "Fisherman".

I know deep down somewhere in my heart that one day it will end. I dont have a clue when that will be but i just feel it.

When i think about him i have the strangest emotional reactions. I feel overwhelmingly happy. His smile, his kiss, his touch, his laugh, his desire for me, they all make me melt. I yearn for him to be beside me. To be with me. I miss him the minute i leave him. When i am with him i cant help but to be close to him and touching him as much as possbile. its almost as if he is my desire for living right now.

Yet when i think about him and the future, i get this strange feeling that i will be experiencing immense heart break. but immense isnt the world to describe it. more like devastating.

i cant explain why i feel this. i just do. its like he will be a chapter in my life. this chapter may last a few months, or maybe a few years, or maybe longer. but i have this gut instinct that one day that chapter will end.

i am hoping that pre-writing this post will jynx any chance of that and i am hoping that this will never be posted.

But if it is, i hope to remember the feeling that i have right now in this moment. completely smitten. complete infatuation. completely carefree. completely falling in love.

So future Mich, if you are looking back for this post and are posting it with heartbreak, remember how wonderful the experience was. remember that he broke through the protective barrier you had around your heart. remember that he showed you how to desire again. remember the music. remember the moments at 3am with him singing you your favorite song on his guitar. remember the way it felt when you woke up in his arms. remember it was all real.

and remember that everything happens for a reason.

The days are getting shorter… and the nights are getting hotter…

In a blink it became fall in Calgary. In fact it might have just happened while I was at work today. This afternoon I was driving from one job to the next (I work 2 jobs… I’m hard core like that…) and I noticed that there were yellow leaves just sprinkled everywhere.

(its doesnt look like that QUITE yet here... but give it a week and I'm pretty sure it will...)

Don’t get me wrong, I love the fall. I love turtlenecks and boots and scarves and everything orange, but I felt like these golden drying out leaves were taunting me… whispering in cute little voices “winter’s coming… la-la-la… no more summer for you… la-la-la”.

Those little bitches.

Anyhoo… although the fall and winter are sadly just around the corner, I am very much looking forward to the many nights I will spend snuggled up with The Fisherman. Drinking wine, watching Entourage and/or just enjoying each other’s company. It may be colder outside but I can guarantee you that I will be kept warm!

The universe is messing with me...

Anyone remember who ATL is? Anyone? Bueller? 

For those of you who have been reading my blog for a long time, ya know, before I decided to delete everything I had written for the last year as part of my own therapy, you will remember ATL as the guy who is basically my kryptonite. 

For those of you who are new around these parts, ATL was a bouncer I met last summer and fell completely head over high heels in lust for. Then he took my little fragile heart and shattered it into a million pieces. Typical. I know. 

So all that heart breaking happened around Christmas/New years last year and I haven't seen him or talked to him since the beginning of January. I moved on. Obvs. 

As of recently I have been seeing a lovely fellow (did I really just use those words?) by the name of "Jimmy". He's sweet, funny, genuine and a total gentleman. I get butterflies when I think about him and I am falling for him very quickly. I haven't mentioned too much about him on here yet because I don't want to jinx the great thing we have going right now. (But trust me, if it keeps going the way it is I won't be able to contain my excitement for long).

So things with Jimmy and I are floating along smoothly when all of a sudden BAM! Text msg from a random number on Friday at 2am. 

"What's up?" 

I wrote back in the morning because I was in the middle of catching up on my beauty sleep and say "who is this?"

His response - "ATL" 

(well not really because thats not really his name but you get the idea). 

My reaction?? I dropped the phone. Stood there for a minute in complete shock. Almost like I had seen a ghost. 

Seriously, the universe is messing with me. I have this great guy, one of those "nice guys" that we always look for but never actually find and the universe is saying to me "Hey Mich, remember THIS guy and how ridiculously hot you thought he was and how much he made your heart flutter and how he could make you completely melt with one touch? Well, how about I just dangle him in front of you for a little while and see if you still want your nice guy after that. It will be a fun little game for me" 

Well Mr. Universe, your game sucks and I don't want to play. I will stick to my nice guy thank you very much. You can take ATL back to wherever he's been hiding for the last 6 months (hopefully under a rock somewhere) and tell him I wont be falling for his little bag of tricks this time.

I see dead people...

The title of this post might seem strange especially because I am writing about dating... just keep reading. It will all make sense.

Alright... so a few days ago I posted the question asking your opinions on what age is too old for me to date and all of you left great comments. The reason I posted that question to begin with is because (as previously mentioned) some (2) "older gentlemen" hit on me/got my phone number last weekend. Since then I have gone on dates with both of them... with very different outcomes.

Bachelor #1 - The "Grizzly" Bear - When we met, he asked for my number before the age question came up. He looked to me (and my friend) to be about 29 - 32... turns out he is 42. I was a little weirded out by that number (ok... more than a little) but he was a really nice guy and I am very open to meeting new and different people right now so when he asked me out to dinner on Sunday I was game. We had dinner and talked and it was fun but he reminded me of my ex and I just wasn't feeling it so I had decided that I probably wouldn't go out with him again.

Then the next morning I received one of the lamest/cheesiest text messages ever:

"Here's my thoughts for the day... I wish the grass wasn't so green. I wish the sky wasn't so blue. I wish I wasn't so damn attracted to you"

Barf.

I didn't respond. I couldn't. Then yesterday (after a few normal texts through out the week) he, out of no where sends me this:

"What did the Easter egg say to the boiling water? Its gonna take awhile to get me hard, I just got laid by some chick"

ok... first off, ya that's kind of a funny joke but 1 - we weren't even talking and he randomly sent it to me. I would expect something like that from one of my friends but not a 42 year old who I went on 1 date with. and 2 - its June... its not Easter... wtf?

so... ya... Bachelor #1 is no longer in the running. Not that he had a great shot to begin with.

Which brings us to Bachelor #2. I met him the same night at Bachelor #1 technically but he also goes to the trivia pub night that I go to every week (recognizing each other is how we started talking). He is 38. He looks 32. So according to my housemates rules, one who looks to be an age that is not a Grizzly, is not technically a Grizzly. So for blogging purposes I will just call him Jimmy.

We have gone on 2 dates now. Pizza after trivia night last week and then last night we had a great date. We went to check out the Bodyworks exhibit at the Science Centre (plastic-ized dead people... kinda disturbing at certain parts, but VERY interesting) and then we went to a Thai restaurant for dinner and then to his house for wine and a movie. Such a fun, great date and I was honestly shocked at how much of a gentleman he is. Who knew chivalry wasn't actually dead??

I would definitely go out with him again. He's so great and so far my friends love him too (they have great intuitions). The only downfall I have about him is that he is divorced and has a 3 year old daughter. Those are very big things for me... I am going to have to see how it all plays out.

ps - for those ladies who watch SATC... while watching the movie/snuggling with him last night, I totally found the "nook".... le sigh

Whats the magic number?

Background story... apparently "older guys" are loving me right about now. I went out last weekend and a few "grizzly bears" (the male equivilant to cougars so i've been told) hit on me... and I may or may not have given my number to one of them... ok maybe two of them.

Anyhoo... the next day I posted the inevitable question on my twitter.

How old is too old?

I am 26. How old is too old for me to date before its really creepy and people would probably stare?

Some of the responses I got are as follows:

sarah_anne_86 @whoismich I would say 39 should be the limit for a 26 year old. That was just my gut number though.

eJ24 @whoismich 48

katyness519 @whoismich since you are in your 20's i'd say no more than 10 years difference

dutchbeingme @whoismich hmmm... tricky question, but I've always been told current age x 2 minus 7 years. For you - 45

Which had a great reaction from Leah...

leahblonde @dutchbeingme I could NEVER IMAGINE @whoismich dating somebody who i 45! That's almost FIFTY! I think 35ish ain't so bad...

So... what do you think is too old?

Ps - I have some great follow up blog posts regarding both "grizzly's".... seriously the dating world for me is oh-so entertaining!

Serial daters... I just don't get it.

You know the type. They are CONSTANTLY in a relationship. 

A few of my friends are serial daters... and I just don't get it. Sometimes I think they are just dating the person they are with so they won't be alone. Take for example one of my friends; he just broke up with his FIANCE about 3 weeks ago and he is with someone new already. And not just casually dating someone new but put the boyfriend/girlfriend label on it already too. 

How does that happen?? 

I've seen him do this quite a few times over the last few years too. 

Another friend of mine divorced from his wife last August after being together for 7 years and was instantly dating someone new (that he just met) with in a month or so. They became one of those "we" couples right away. (don't get me started on "we" couples... ugh...).

What's the rush? Why do they need to be in a relationship at all times? 

Or maybe my actual question is how is it that they can go from relationship to relationship with out even questioning it but I haven't found someone I want to call my boyfriend over the last 4 years??