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A Few Good Dates

Well, things with The Boy keep on getting better and better, so I decided I should do a little date recap. ūüôā

Date #3

I went to his house and he cooked us dinner, a chicken stir fry that was delicious!  He admitted its practically one of the only good things he can make besides grilled cheese but I thought it was sweet he just made an effort to do something special like that.  So after dinner, we watched Role Models and got cuddly on the couch.

After the movie, we decided to go to his room to just watch TV and relax until I wanted to go home. ¬†It was then, laying in bed all cuddled up nice and cozy, that I realized just how much I liked being in his arms, and just being around him. ¬†There were times when we just layed there legs and arms intertwined in comfortable silence. ¬†There were times of passionate kissing and there were times of just being goofy. ¬†And around midnight it dawned on me I should really head home however, I really just didn’t want to leave!

Cute moment of the night as we were laying together in bed:

The Boy: So… not to be cheesy but…

Me: heh.. it’s okay… what?

The Boy: I’m just really glad I met you… *kisses me on the forehead*

ūüôā

Date #4

Two nights later Banana and I met him and his friend in Atlantic City. ¬†We had a great time and we were super affectionate without being too nauseating to our friends, I hope lol. ¬†I love that he is so affectionate and always so conscious of holding my hand or putting his arm around my waist. ¬†It just makes me feel wanted and I like that. ¬†ūüôā ¬†It was also the first night he called me beautiful. ūüôā ¬†And since, he has made it a habit to remind me that he thinks it.

Date #5

We had plans to go to the beach on Monday night but late afternoon he texted me asking if I would want to come over and eat dinner with his parents before we went to the beach. ¬†What I was thinking was NO, that’s scary! What I said was, what time is dinner? And it was good, they were really sweet. ¬†It’s always nerve racking but I made it through. ūüôā

Then, we got to the fun part of the date Рgoing to the beach at night! My absolute favorite.  I love cold sand between the toes, it is amazing.  And the smell of the ocean and the relaxing sound of the waves crashing.  We laid down a blanket and got cozy.  It was so much fun but I had to give him a hard time for wearing sneakers because really, who does that?

Anyways, it was really nice and it gave us a great chance to just relax and talk and cuddle (if you haven’t noticed, we reallyyy love to cuddle lol)

Suffice to say, I’m a little bit smitten. ūüôā ¬†And those sparks I wasn’t sure about before? ¬†They are most definitely there, along with the butterflies and all other warm, fuzzy feelings.

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Please Hold, While I Have a Fucking Moment

God, Facebook is the Devil sometimes.

I hate it.

Hate, hate, hate it.

I was having a really good day.¬† I was ready to come on here tonight and tell you guys how date #3 went really well.¬† In fact, at the end of the night, I didn’t even want to leave.¬† I was perfectly content all wrapped up in his arms.

Then tonight, I went on Facebook and decided to torture myself by looking at The Ex’s page (I have him hidden from my newsfeed which really does nothing except cause me to actually go to his profile in order to stalk him out, which I do practically every day, sad I know).¬† It had been a couple days though but lately there’s been this girl.¬† This girl leaving comments on every status update… inside jokes and comments that led me to believe they were dating.

Tonight, I have decided it’s definite.¬† And I hate that I care.¬† We’ve been over for a long time… well, we did have another fling in May which maybe is why I still care.¬† But either way, I KNOW deep down he is NOT the guy for me.¬† I gave so much to someone who gave so little.¬† He does not deserve me, even he would try to convince me of this.

But back to the moment I had, after I saw the comments, I felt sucker punched.¬† I got nauseous and shaky.¬† I closed the window and tried to compose myself by thinking of all his flaws and the mean things he’s said and done to me.¬† Somehow my attention shifted to the New Boy.¬† And all of the sudden I was all Negative Nancy about it.¬† All FORGET IT! I’m better off alone, without ANYONE!! Fuck guys!! Being all super dramatic in my head.¬† Cursing all guys ever born.

I’ve calmed down now… I’m feeling slightly better.¬† I know that he can’t make me happy but it doesn’t stop it from hurting.¬† Knowing maybe he could be the guy I imagined he was for some other girl.¬† But the truth is, he will probably treat her the same shitty way.¬† Only thinking of himself, only doing the things that benefit him, calling all the shots.¬† I don’t want that.¬† I don’t and I know it.

But still, if I need to actually see this in the near future at a party, well, I’m just not ready for that yet.

P.S. I have the best bloggy buds ever, thanks so much for the feedback on the last post!¬† ūüôā

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New Boy, New Crazy

Hi bloggies, I’m back!¬†and so is The Crazy.¬† Oh who am I kidding, The Crazy never really leaves me, it just lays dormant for a little while.¬† Anyways, I’ve been feeling a little nutty the last couple days.¬† Nutty over a boy.¬† Notice, I didn’t say smitten but nutty, as in I’m thinking so much, my brain might explode.

I’m not giving him a cute little name yet…¬†I feel like it’s too soon for that.¬†¬†So, I met him online… oh, and he just so happens to have the same name as The Ex,¬†which is actually a lot more annoying than I anticipated it being!¬† The Ex’s name just holds so much weight to¬†it, ya know?¬†¬†I say that name and I¬†think of him.¬†¬†But when I talk about¬†the¬†new boy with my friends we just¬†call him OK¬†(because we¬†met¬†through OK Cupid lol) so that makes life slightly easier.

¬†So the new boy, well, I feel like he is just very genuine.¬† He is super sweet and nice, but a little on the shy side.¬† The thing is that while the first date flowed really well and I had a good time, I didn’t know how much we sparked.¬† Maybe I was thinking about it too much or¬†maybe it’s the fact that he’s just so nice.¬† However, I did want him to kiss me at the end, which he did not!¬† (side note: end of date = awkwardness, unless you’ve already kissed earlier in the date)

So first date was on Thursday, second date was on Sunday.  He came over to just hang out since I had the house to myself.  We watched Beerfest (actually very funny movie) and then played a little Rock Band.  We ended up being all cuddly during the movie and the night ended which a couple cute kisses.  After he left, I found myself really happy but at the same time questioning things.  Do we have enough in common?  Is the chemistry enough?  Is there spark? 

I spent most of yesterday thinking about it.¬† I can’t help but notice that this is what I do with nice guys.¬† I look for reasons to run.¬† If a guy’s into me, I get freaked out.¬† If he acts uninterested or like a jerk, I’ll be dying to see¬†him again.¬† But really, when a nice guy likes me, it’s almost like I don’t know what to do with myself and I become really critical of the situation.¬† I hate being like this.

The thing is that he contacts me just enough.¬† Not overwhelming but he is consistent.¬† He’s respectful.¬† He thinks about¬†me instead of just himself.¬† He tries to plan cute dates for us.

And yet, is there a spark?¬† I don’t know! Is that bad?¬† Is what I assume a “spark” with the jerks just because its more difficult, more thrilling.¬† Is it actually just a figment of my imagination because I’m having to work to get a guy to like me?¬†

Tonight is our third date.¬† I’m going to his house and he’s cooking us dinner (+ 5 cute points)¬† I feel like tonight will be a big tell of whether something is really there or not.¬† I know I sound crazy and that I should just take about 100 chill pills and calm the fuck down but I just get nervous about these kinds of¬†things.

So, I was just curious bloggy buds, have you ever had chemistry develop slower?¬† Have you ever been unsure in the beggining?¬† Does it usually mean something is not there?¬† Do you think I’m a whackadoo worrying like this?¬† Ok, Go!

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Example #286 Why Dating Drives Me to Drink

I want to share what went down with WorkSpouse so I can refer to it from here on out and you guys will understand.¬† I found this draft of a post I wrote right before it all fell apart…

March 18th

Ever since the night me and Work Spouse made out, we’ve been talking non stop.¬† I¬†had¬†assumed it was just a drunken attraction as I’ve always just looked at him as a friend. The day that really changed it was my birthday.¬† He couldn’t come out the night before so we made plans for him to come over on my actual birthday and play Rock Band.¬† After we got tired of rocking we decided to just relax and watch TV and we started cuddling and then… making out sober for the first time.¬† And it was good, really good.¬† And comfortable.¬† That is the night that made me stop and think.

But then¬†the next day he mentions how he told his Mom I’m his “friend he makes out with.” YES! THE WORDS EVERY GIRL DREAMS OF HEARING. He had been sticking to the fact that we were just friends and I was off limits for the following reasons:

He doesn’t date co-workers
I just dated his friend (Meantime Man)
We’re really good friends

I’m pretty much breaking every rule the kid has about dating.¬† Yet what he says and what he does is not matching up.¬† I know he doesn’t want a relationship but he acts like were dating, all while saying we are just friends!¬†¬†So now,¬†we are just stuck in some sort of friends/dating limbo.

For instance, last night I went up to his house, met his Mom, went to dinner (he paid), he held my hand the whole way home, we tried to watch a movie and ended up hardcore making out. So we’re… friends? We’re… friends w/ benefits (although not many)? Dating? Seeing each other?

He’s only about a month out of a three year relationship. I KNOW he doesn’t want a relationship right now… wait, does that sound familiar? Does that sound like the same story as The Ex? I know, and that’s probably why I’m on the express train to Crazytown right now.

The worst part is, he is a really close friend. He KNOWS about The Crazy. He has heard me talk crazy about other boys and he doesn’t want to do that to me. He is seriously one of the best guys out there.

So the dilemma? The complete, honest to blog truth is I feel myself falling for him. I mean, he is one of my closest friends and the physical chemistry? Off the charts. So really, what more could I ask for!? But, it’s complicated.

Really complicated.

There’s the really good friendship that could get ruined.

The fact that we work together.

The fact that I just was dating/sleeping with his friend.

Most importantly, I’m just really really scared of getting hurt and that’s why The Crazy is sneaking in. I mean, that’s what causes The Crazy afterall, it’s our fears.

So, bottom line – if I feel like I will end up getting hurt, do I break it off now? Or do I try to just go with it and have fun and see what happens?

*    *     *     *     *

Well, I never even got around to posting that entry before eventually things got weird.  Well, he got weird.  Later on, we talked about it and just like I was scared of getting hurt, he was scared of getting hurt, or worse, hurting me.  It sucked.  I was disappointed. 

But, the real kicker.¬† The reason I kinda think he’s an asshole now is that around the same time¬†he got weird,¬†he starting¬†spending all his time with another girl, who was also just his “friend.”¬†

She has a boyfriend who lives a couple states away.

A baby.

A baby daddy who she still sleeps with.

Cannot keep a job.

And he spends all his time with her.¬† It’s been, oh, a month and a half now.¬† And because we’re such great friends, I found out that they are sleeping together and pretty much dating, even though he told me he would never.¬†

And the reasoning why he’d want to be with her over me?

“Well, it’s just easy.¬† There’s no strings attached.¬† I don’t have to worry about her getting attached to me or me getting attached to her.¬† Plus, it could fall apart and I could never talk to her again and I wouldn’t care.¬† If things went bad with us, I would be so upset about losing you as a friend.”

Yada, yada, yada.  I actually got over the whole thing pretty quickly probably because I found his behavior so ridiculous and unattractive. 

Apparently, guys would rather date girls who don’t speak English (that’s over already btw) and girls who already have a boyfriend¬†then put work into something real and THAT is frustrating as hell.

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Life. Love. Bullshit.

All I have to say is TGIF people… TGI freakin F!

The Meantime Man I alluded to happened to be M.. ya know, the one I threw shoes at that one time? Well, Saturday night I went out for his birthday and watched him try to make out with our manager, you know – the one who makes guys hate Valentine’s Day. She was all over him and she knew we were hooking up too.

I have to admit that I was already over the situation with Meantime Man anyway. In fact, it was the perfect out for me. I didn’t have to feel bad because trying to kiss my manager right in front of me and my friends is disrespectful and embarassing and thank you because now I don’t feel bad for breaking things off.

Oh and I ended ud up making out with Work Spouse again… I really don’t know how I feel about that situation. Well, actually I do. I just can’t talk about it right now. It makes me nervous and happy and confused and… we’ll talk about that another day.

Tuesday. My friend broke the news that The Ex was coming to Beerfest (this event in Atlantic City that I was really looking forward to) with his g/f and they were getting there own room.

The Ex…

is coming to Beerfest…

with his girlfriend…

and they’re getting there own room.

I’m pretty sure those lines repeated over and over in my head as if a bad dream.

WHY?

She doesn’t even speak freakin English!

GEEZ LOUISEE…

He would love that though, he knows I cannot control my jealousy or tears and I bet he’d love the shit out of that situation.

So anyways, I texted him and he said he probably isn’t going… whew. And I confirmed that his spanish chiquita is now his GIRLFRIEND.

That is ridiculous.

I know I know, this is old news.

But it’s one of those things that even when you’ve prepared yourself for it, you really are not ready when it happens.

I had three mini meltdowns at my desk at work that day – damn The Ex and my lack of sleep and my freakin surplus of emotions.

I’m all better now.

Oh, and Sunday is my birthday – yay! ūüôā

Oh and don’t even get me started on The Bachelor. All I have to say is, there is no excuse for breaking up with a girl on national television… even if you’re “following your heart” and you “don’t want to live with regrets.”

I don’t know about you guys but all I’m hearing is blahhh blahhh blahh I’m a dirty tramp.

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The One Where He Whipped It Out

As if finding out my ex boyfriend has a new Spanish, non English speaking lover he plans on making his GIRLFRIEND wasn’t enough excitement for one weekend, last Friday I also had a date with a guy I met on Match. We had been talking for a week or two and the conversation on the phone flowed really well and I was really looking forward to meeting him.

So last Friday night, I drove 45 minutes up to Hoboken to meet him since he lives in a city and does not have a car. I was pleasantly surprised when I got out of the car and saw him. He was as cute as his pictures although did look a little older in person – he was 31.

We found a cute little bar and sat in the corner table by the window¬†drinking Blue Moon. Conversation flowed easily, like it did on the phone. We laughed a lot and when our legs grazed against each other it¬†felt comfortable to let them stay touching. ¬†After a couple beers, he asked if I wanted to go back to his apartment and watch a movie.¬† Movie – fine.¬† Kissing – fine.¬† Cuddling¬†– fine.¬† But was that what he had in mind?¬† I really didn’t want the date to end so I agreed.

We got comfortable on the couch and he put his arm around me and I snuggled close to him.  I knew he wanted to kiss me and it only was a couple minutes before I looked up at him and he went in for the kiss.

“You’re a good kisser” he whispered.

“You’re not so bad yourself..”

We kiss for a minute before I turn back to the TV and get comfortable.¬†¬†I try to watch the movie but it’s pretty clear he’d rather kiss and I’m all for¬†some good kissing but I¬†knew that¬†it wouldn’t go any further¬†than that and I didn’t want to give him the wrong idea.

He¬†turned my face back to him and started kissing me again and then his hand made its way to¬†my¬†chest… I¬†took his hand and¬†moved it down to my hip and continued kissing him.¬†¬†No harm, no foul¬†– I have a nice rack, I couldn’t really blame the kid that much ;).¬† Anyways, about¬†one minute later.. his hand finds his way right back to my chest.¬† This time I move his hand and playfully say¬†no.¬†

So I try to go back to watching the movie but eventually he initiates some more kissing and yep, some more boob grabbing.¬† This time, I’m annoyed.

“Excuse me, but don’t you think that’s disrespectful?”

“What?”

“Well, I’m telling you¬†NO and you keep doing it.¬† I¬†find that extremely disrespectful.”

“I wouldn’t say disrespectful… It’s just… I just,¬†really don’t want to listen… I”m just really attracted to you.”

“Well, I’m attracted to you too but it’s¬†our first date and I’m saying¬†NO and I really don’t like that you are not listening.”

“But the thing is, that I feel like there’s¬†this mutual chemistry between us… and I just think we can have fun without doing anything serious.”

“It’s great you’re attracted to me but¬†when I say no I mean no.¬† And yes, this is innocent but still, I don’t like¬†when I’m not listened to.”

“Okay, I’m sorry I’m not trying to offend you… I’m just a very sexual person.”

“Well, I’m not saying I’m NOT a sexual person.¬† But this is our first date and I need to do things¬†in my own time.”

And just like that a date went from great to ruined.¬† But there’s more.

We go back to watching the movie and eventually the kissing starts up again and I give in to some second base action although I really shouldn’t have.¬† Actually, I¬†probably should have just left after¬†the first conversation about not listening but it was all pretty innocent.¬†¬†¬†

“Omg, you have me so excited…” he says.

“Ok, well you did it to yourself buddy…”

“No, you got me so excited.. you want to feel it?”

“Um, no.”

“You want to see it real quick?”

“NO.¬† I’m gonna go to the bathroom and then I think it’s time for me to leave.”

So I go to the bathroom and when I come out he is standing in the living room waiting for me. 

“Omg, I am so excited…”¬†

And that’s when I see him reaching for the zipper of his pants… And then he¬†freakin whips it out.¬† Upon seeing my look of disgust, he¬†puts it away and apologizes for going to far.¬†

I put on my coat in silence.  Put my Uggs back on in silence.  Grab my purse and start down the stairs without any regard to how far behind me he is.  We walk to my car in silence. 

“Okay, well.. goodnight” I manage to say.¬†

“Would you want to hang out again sometime?”

Honestly, I really wish that I could see a picture of what my face looked like at this moment.

“Um, okay well think about it.” He says.

I get into my car and reflect on the ridiculousness that is my love life.  Honestly, how could someone seem so nice but actually be such a sleeze?  I wondered if he thought that because I was younger, he thought it would be easy to take advantage of me. 

ALSO, what happened to the days when a guy was lucky if a girl would KISS on the first date? 

Anyways, I’ve learned my lesson – I won’t be accepting anymore invitations back to a guys apartment on the first date.¬† I should have known his intentions but I guess I like to have a little more faith in people.

Anyone else have a good whippin it out story?

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Whaddya Think Bloggy Buds?

Over the last two days, I’ve recieved the following texts from The Ex:

Tues, 4:59pm
Hey, how are you?

Tues, 5:20pm
No talk to me?

Tues, 6:26
Maybe it’s me… but if you are ignoring me can you tell me why please?

Wed, 4:05pm
Not cool.. I didn’t do anything…

Really, I wasn’t even ignoring the first two, I was just at work and didn’t have a chance to respond. But then I thought about it and really, what is there to talk about? The last time I saw him (about 3 weeks ago at the party) we fought, he made me cry and he made me feel like I was crazy. And I’m mad.. it’s been 2 1/2 weeks and I’m still mad, not just about that night but about everything.

Anyway, I think he knew that something wasn’t right because he thought I was ignoring him after a mere 20 minutes – guilty conscious?

So… should I keep ignoring him? Should I tell him I don’t want to talk? Should I tell him to chill out, I’ve just been busy? What do you think?

Keep in mind that I can’t just cut him out of my life completely… I will have to see him again since he is very good friends with my best friend’s boyfriend… but hopefully I won’t see him anytime soon.

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