Well I ended things with "eggs benedict" and now I will have time to write about my past year and share the ups, downs, inbetweens and craziness of my dating life.
It basically comes down to 42 dates in 40 weeks
30 of them were first dates
none of them were more then 3
until "eggs benedict" - and that was 4 glorious weeks of lots of shagging, great meals, some fun presents...and then I got out of bed and turned the lights on and we started to talk...hmmm wow
more about that when I get to him.
so we are at 44 weeks and I think I need a break to sit back and contemplate...
what the hell am I doing and why is it so hard to just find someone who gets me...and I get them...
so do I start with most recent date/smooch/shag and work my way back, or do I start at the last holidaze?
and who knows this might be fun and I will continue to write about my life encounters with dating...good lord that could take years to recapture. maybe summerizing will be best.
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Dating, Smooching & Shagging
Dating, Mating & Relating - life IS the stories! To protect the not-so-innocent I will refer to them as their title (i.e. joe the plumber) Embarrassing details may be changed to keep me from blushing, however, I do so like to be bold and raunchy at times, then I swing to the embarrassed little girl I once was. (a true Gemini) I hope this gives encouragement to those singles who are afraid to get out there and date, it can't be THAT bad. (well yes it can, but life IS all these stories)
