Tea For Two...

Thought I'd sneak in one more post before I leave the country for some sun, sand, and likely copious amounts of alcohol. While my few but dedicated groupies already know the details, I am obligated to post for the silent creepers out there. Today was my coffee date with one of the last suitors I will be seeing from Match. While it wasn't an instant connection like I felt with McSteamy, I will be seeing him again. Afterall, the man did live in Japan for a year...and he now lives with his parents. Should be an interesting second date.

Now for a few random thoughts. Tomorrow I will be up early enough to eat breakfast at a local restaurant. I will pause now to enhance the shock factor____________. Also my new favorite song just happens to be Love Minus Zero ala Bob Dylan. Worth checking out. And to anyone that may actually read this mess, please note the peas & carrots section. I would be delighted to see someone listed under the heading. Though I do enjoy guessing which of my fearless followers commented (my odds are pretty good).

My Show Has Been Cancelled...

Alright, while I know my journey back into online dating has been fascinating, I think I'm done. In approximately 115 hours I will likely be passed out in a glorious bed in Mexico. And so will be the pattern for five nights. I will then return home to delete my Match account and figure out what the hell I'm up to out here. I don't know what I want and I clearly have not found my way just yet. So it's time for me to let go of the past and find my future...or at least enjoy the present.

And for the record...POS Turbo (the ex) has been an excuse far too long. He was a lot of things far too long and I'm over it. So to all my girlfriends, hold me to that. He is no longer an acceptable excuse. And he no longer is allowed in any part of my life what so ever. Even for comic relief emails. I shall find new material for said emails.

Just Call Me Cadabby...

Hold your horses boys and girls...there is a new Sesame Street character and she has taken my favorite name as her own. Meet Abby Cadabby. Apparently she loves magic and has a wand of her own which she is learning to use for good everyday. Or so says the press release I found on Google after seeing a late night commercial featuring the precious pinky and Elmo. Well life just keeps getting better. I think it's safe for me to bring a child into the world now. And for the record...anyone named Abby would certainly not be using her magic only for good. But she is three so I guess we can give her time to come to her senses.

Oh fuck...she even has a catch phrase. "That's so magic!" You can guarantee I will be sprinkling my daily speech with that now. And possibly crafting my own catch phrase. I'm open to suggestions :)

If It Isn't One Thing...

It's another. So 'Steamy slipped a text in on Tuesday while I was working stating "Hey, hope you are well. Sorry for the silence. I just got back from Tahoe tonight. It's been a long trip." Oh well now that seems nice enough doesn't it? So I responded with some breezy texts and he was quick to ask if I had weekend plans. I gave him a song and dance, maybe this, maybe that and said we should maybe talk Thursday to figure something out. Well much to my surprise he called early this evening. So we talked weekend plans and all of the sudden his was sounding full. But he still wanted to know what I was up to and we tossed around a "play it by ear" idea for Saturday. All of this was of course in line with the advice I've been getting from Hairplugs and others to not be too available. Well 'Steamy had to rush off the phone to go for a run and I was left wondering yet again, WTF?! Why did he even call if we weren't going to make solid plans? I was disappointed with the outcome to say the least. So after an hour long chat with my dear Brandon from back home I decided to take charge and suggest we just get together Sunday. It took him an hour plus to respond to the text (Ok so I'm not real patient). But we now have plans for something low key on Sunday evening. Sometimes I think my brother is right. I don't know if I'm cut out for this guy. He seems to have an issue with planning and perhaps prioritizing.

Other points of interest...had to move my coffee thing to Saturday because I'm a moron and don't know my schedule. Ooops. And I decided to buck up tonight and send some emails via Match to see if I get any kind of response. Glad it's almost Spring and I'll be getting outdoors soon. This blog is in need of a new hobby :)

Big Brother...

Today may have been the weirdest day of my life. After annoying my brother with countless "Why isn't he calling?!" conversations, brother dearest asked to see my profiles on the dating sites. He even made suggestions and picked out a couple guys I should contact. Random! But one of his suggestions was completely my style so we'll see if it goes anywhere. As you may have already guessed, still no word from McSteamy. I'm having coffee on Wednesday with a guy I met back in September and lost contact with, and I've been emailing a few people on Match so who knows. I'll likely fall madly in love with someone new next week. That is my standard as of late :)

Blah Blah Blah...

Well most of you have the latest update as I obsess to each of you on an almost daily basis. But here's the update for those that don't. Had a lovely chat with Hairplugs last night and he gave me some advice for dealing with McSteamy. You see McSteamy has let a week go by without contacting me and so now I'm being patient and trying to wait him out. Uhg. I'm about to go stark raving mad. I have to constantly remind myself it's been a month...no big deal if it ends tomorrow. By the way, Hairplugs said I probably shouldn't have slept with him and shouldn't have had the "I like you" chat. Well great, day late and a dollar short 'plugs.

And now for the elusive bikini I spoke of earlier. I'm posting pictures just because I've finally learned how to use the feature on this blog :) What can I say...I've been a bit busy. Now if only the body came with the suit. *sigh* But at least you can all picture me in Mexico soaking up the booze and sporting one hell of a fake bake. Eighteen days!

Cancer Coffin...

Alright, I finally broke down and tanned. In light of my upcoming Mexico excursion, I thought it was in my best interest to establish a "base tan". So five minutes in the cancer coffin for me today. I know now why I have never joined the tanning obsession. It's a hot, sticky, small space and I was not offered any sort of refreshing beverage. Yuck...nine more tans to go then some real sun and beverages. Tomorrow I shall tackle another demon and buy a bikini.

R.I.P Ziggy...

Yesterday the rain poured and I said goodbye to a furry friend. Ziggy has been by my side since I started this crazy roller coaster ride of life in CA. I can't help but think it's partly my fault. Coming home from work the last two nights has been rough. I miss the little guy...

Musical Euphoria...

Attended an outstanding concert tonight featuring, among others, Ruthie Foster. This woman had me covered in goose bumps every time she opened her mouth. So good was the musical sampling that I forgot I was at the concert alone. Hitting a concert solo is a first for me but I survived to tell the tale. May even do it again soon. But what's a concert without at least a few entertaining side shows? Thank you to the man that tripped down the stairs three songs into the show. Your speedy recovery was impressive and I'm pleased you were able to tough it out until intermission before hitting the bar for more. Also a heart-felt thanks, "yeah", and jig to the man two rows ahead of me wearing jail-bird orange and jamming in the aisles. You make me proud to be an American and take me back to my wild days of Deadwood Jams and Tom Petty. I expect similar gusto at the next concert.

PS - I suggest a Google search of Ruthie Foster to anyone reading this blog while buying and selling power at 2 am :)