Ain't it Funny (Written in my Dating Days)


I look back and read just how annoyingly sappy I can get when I am in a relationship and how Sid Vicious I turn once it is over. Ok, well perhaps not that drastic, but I sure hiss a lot (no, really). I mean it is a good thing that this cold black heart of mine can be softened by another human being. And even though I am not the biggest fan of all the mushy things, I instantly melt once presented with flowers, or a nice dinner. And sure I am a little rough around the edges, but I am just being cautious. I really am a nice person once you break that candy coating. What I am trying to say is I hate dating. I am sure there are so many awesome guys out there, but sweet baby Jesus where are you hiding?! I run into the guys that appear good on the outside and look great on paper, yet why on the first date do I have to tell them we are NOT doing the horizontal polka. Is that just assumed these days? And is that also because he bought me dinner? Perhaps that is the old spinster inside of me. And, hey, if that is your thing more power to you. I am looking for a little more than just a notch on my bed post. Am I a prude, maybe. Am I too reserved, possibly. I would like to think I am a lady, but if you have been to Vegas with me that is a LIE. Definitely not a whore. I do have slut tendencies, but for the most part I am a good girl.


*Not sure where I was going to take this post, but thought I would share anyways. Also, very happy to report I have been off of the market for a while and so thankful I don't have to play the dating game anymore.