I am still waiting to find out more about the house and divorce.... Did I mention, I hate not knowing what's going on, anyway, since there is nothing I can do (well, maybe I should be packing, but...nah), I distract myself with.... boys. OH WAIT... I am not 16 anymore, I guess they are called men now. But I am being reminded quickly that they still act like boys. (I know you are all saying, AMEN, to that!)
Like I said before... I jump around....
The second time I heard from *Josh, (hot, hard body in Utah, with no brains), it was about 11:00 pm, a few nights after the first time we text. It went like this...
*J- I'm on my way home
I looked at my phone.... totally confused.... did he have any clue who he was texting? I think I remember throwing my arms up in the air and saying out loud,,"What the hell." I stared at my phone, how was I suppose to respond to that?
ME- From where?
*J- Gym
ME- Of course
*J -lol
And then that was it. Is anyone else as confused as I am about this. Maybe he thought he was texting someone else, was my thought, but I actually do believe that this guy is just an idiot, (with a hot body). The reason, I think this... every 3rd night or so, for about a month, *Josh pops up on my phone. And we text for about 2 minutes and then he's gone. I told some people about him, they suggested blocking him, but he hasn't done anything wrong and here's the thing... once I put my kids to bed at night, I am bored out of my mind! I have to stay with my kids , so I can't leave, all my friends are married and have their own families to take care of. So , YES, I know it is sad and pathetic, but for now, texting and e-mailing is kind of my only night time social life.
Then there was this one on a Sunday afternoon-
*J- Sup
Me- not much, I'm camping
*J- That's cool
And... that's all folks. But by then, I already had somebody that I actually enjoyed texting, (I just smiled thinking about him, hehe). So I thought, he probably won't text anymore... but 3 nights later... as if on schedule-
*J-Sup
ME- You keep coming back, I still don't have any topless pics for you.
*J- I never asked you for a topless pic, I am beginning to think you are retarded
ME- WOW!
I knew for sure that this was the last time I would hear from him.... but NO! 3 nights later-
*J-Hi
ME- I thought you thought I was retarded.
*J- lol
And then, yes, that was the last time.... well not really. I was bored the other night (about 2 or 3 weeks later), so I thought, what the heck... I wonder what would happen, let's see...
ME- I haven't heard from you in a while. I'm not really retarded, just messing with ya.
2 hours later
*J- lol
Ya know just for the sake of some good blogging, I just might text him again... it's only 11:00pm. I have to think of something good. I think his head might pop off if I try the 'duck' comment. I'll let you know.
Showing posts with label Josh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Josh. Show all posts
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Sunday, May 1, 2011
What's the difference between a duck?
***WARNING***, I blog/e-mail/write, just like I talk. So let me warn you, I don't tell stories in order, I have a tendency to jump around ... A LOT! (haha, you probably thought the warning was for something like swearing or adult content, who knows, maybe it will, haven't thought that far ahead yet.)
On ldslinkup.com, you can only post 3 pictures of yourself, unless you want to pay money and get the "Gold" package. At least, I think that is what it was called. Frankly, I think it would be stupid to pay money to show pictures of myself to people... if I really want them to see more of me, I could just "friend" them on Facebook, for free. Believe it or not, there really are people who pay for this extra feature... LAME-O!
I had to think how I wanted to represent myself, with only 3 photos. To show a little cleavage or not to show a little cleavage, that is the question. Come on, anyone who knows me, knows that I have big boobs, unless I dress like the Amish, eventually if you hang around me long enough, your gonna see some.
So here is the 3 I went with, at the time, it was the best that I had.
I'm not going to lie, when I went shooting that day with my brother and brother-ish (another funny story I might share with ya'll someday.), I tried on several outfits, knowing that I wanted pictures of me shooting a gun and looking hot. I am on a mission to find me a MAN, and I think that a real man would think that a cute girl holding a AR15 is hot. Well, I think it is. There was even a moment when I was wishing that I was wearing all black so I could pretend I was Angelina Jolie. Next time!
In my description of myself, I did describe myself as a "cute dork", amongst other things. The first guy that responded was *Josh, (refer to last entry). And he just sent a message that said, "What's up dork?" Well, that was fine with me, because it meant that he took the time to read what I had wrote and not just judged me by my pictures.
A few more guys responded, and they all had questions about the gun...(or was it my guns, can't remember), but one stood out more then some others. Let's call him... *Nate. (Mostly, I am gonna call him that, because I did accidentally get his name wrong at one time, and called him that. To which he said "You can call me Nate if you want to.") I went and checked out his profile, kind of brief, not much to go on, except, he listed a lot of music he liked, NONE of which I have ever heard of before. We started e-mailing back and forth for a couple of days. We talked a lot about music, he would tell me about stuff he liked, and have me go online and check it out.
Then after a few more days, I got a message from another guy who peaked my interest, let's call him... *Brian... We e-mailed back and forth that night, and then he asked if I text. I laughed to myself, what the heck, here we go again.
Now let me me clear, *Josh never asked for a topless photo, I just like to give him a hard time and tell him that he did. He is not very good at conversation, and he doesn't get any of my jokes. For example, before I knew his name was *Josh, we had this conversation.
Me: What's your name?
*J: Harry
Me: You don't look like a Harry, you look like you wax. (Profile pic on his wall was also shirtless)
*J: Huh?
Me: Harry, hairy, never mind
*J: oh, lol
That was suppose to be funny, or at least, I thought it was, but when you have to explain it, well then it just makes me look dumb. Frankly, I think he works out so much that he sweated out all his brains.
Back to *Brian, well I had to take my daughters to school the next morning. Between the time I drop off the older 2 and take the youngest to preschool, there is an hour. As I was just waiting around, I hear a "ping" on my phone. I started to get excited, who could it be? It's Brain! Just wanted to know what I was doing. I told him. We chatted (text) for a bit. Then I realized, that I didn't want to deal with somebody who couldn't handle my dumb jokes. So I asked him, "What's the difference between a duck?" Of course, he said, "between a duck and what?" I told him to think about it, and let me know when he figured it out.
Yes -- I am aware that makes no sense what so ever. A question like that could either make a guy run for the hills, OR (here's the kicker) it could make him think about me all day long trying to figure it out. And what do you think happened? Well, later that afternoon, my phone rings. I look, it's BR!!!!!!!!!! I go into panic mode. "He can't call me yet!" "Why is he calling?" "Should I answer the phone?" "CRAP! What do I do?"
Me: Hello?
Brian: Ok, I'm going crazy, I don't get it, what's the answer?
I don't remember what I told him, it was a really quick conversation, he had to get back to work... But it worked! My stupid idea worked!
The thing is, I really am a DORK! I see no need to try to charm guys and then surprise them with all the dorkiness that is me later. I am just going to bring what I have to offer to the table in the beginning, and if they don't like it, it's better they found out now instead of later!
On ldslinkup.com, you can only post 3 pictures of yourself, unless you want to pay money and get the "Gold" package. At least, I think that is what it was called. Frankly, I think it would be stupid to pay money to show pictures of myself to people... if I really want them to see more of me, I could just "friend" them on Facebook, for free. Believe it or not, there really are people who pay for this extra feature... LAME-O!
I had to think how I wanted to represent myself, with only 3 photos. To show a little cleavage or not to show a little cleavage, that is the question. Come on, anyone who knows me, knows that I have big boobs, unless I dress like the Amish, eventually if you hang around me long enough, your gonna see some.
So here is the 3 I went with, at the time, it was the best that I had.
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| This wasn't the actual one, but it was similar to it. |
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| innocent enough, right? |
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| Just a hint of cleavage |
I'm not going to lie, when I went shooting that day with my brother and brother-ish (another funny story I might share with ya'll someday.), I tried on several outfits, knowing that I wanted pictures of me shooting a gun and looking hot. I am on a mission to find me a MAN, and I think that a real man would think that a cute girl holding a AR15 is hot. Well, I think it is. There was even a moment when I was wishing that I was wearing all black so I could pretend I was Angelina Jolie. Next time!
In my description of myself, I did describe myself as a "cute dork", amongst other things. The first guy that responded was *Josh, (refer to last entry). And he just sent a message that said, "What's up dork?" Well, that was fine with me, because it meant that he took the time to read what I had wrote and not just judged me by my pictures.
A few more guys responded, and they all had questions about the gun...(or was it my guns, can't remember), but one stood out more then some others. Let's call him... *Nate. (Mostly, I am gonna call him that, because I did accidentally get his name wrong at one time, and called him that. To which he said "You can call me Nate if you want to.") I went and checked out his profile, kind of brief, not much to go on, except, he listed a lot of music he liked, NONE of which I have ever heard of before. We started e-mailing back and forth for a couple of days. We talked a lot about music, he would tell me about stuff he liked, and have me go online and check it out.
Then after a few more days, I got a message from another guy who peaked my interest, let's call him... *Brian... We e-mailed back and forth that night, and then he asked if I text. I laughed to myself, what the heck, here we go again.
Now let me me clear, *Josh never asked for a topless photo, I just like to give him a hard time and tell him that he did. He is not very good at conversation, and he doesn't get any of my jokes. For example, before I knew his name was *Josh, we had this conversation.
Me: What's your name?
*J: Harry
Me: You don't look like a Harry, you look like you wax. (Profile pic on his wall was also shirtless)
*J: Huh?
Me: Harry, hairy, never mind
*J: oh, lol
That was suppose to be funny, or at least, I thought it was, but when you have to explain it, well then it just makes me look dumb. Frankly, I think he works out so much that he sweated out all his brains.
Back to *Brian, well I had to take my daughters to school the next morning. Between the time I drop off the older 2 and take the youngest to preschool, there is an hour. As I was just waiting around, I hear a "ping" on my phone. I started to get excited, who could it be? It's Brain! Just wanted to know what I was doing. I told him. We chatted (text) for a bit. Then I realized, that I didn't want to deal with somebody who couldn't handle my dumb jokes. So I asked him, "What's the difference between a duck?" Of course, he said, "between a duck and what?" I told him to think about it, and let me know when he figured it out.
Yes -- I am aware that makes no sense what so ever. A question like that could either make a guy run for the hills, OR (here's the kicker) it could make him think about me all day long trying to figure it out. And what do you think happened? Well, later that afternoon, my phone rings. I look, it's BR!!!!!!!!!! I go into panic mode. "He can't call me yet!" "Why is he calling?" "Should I answer the phone?" "CRAP! What do I do?"
Me: Hello?
Brian: Ok, I'm going crazy, I don't get it, what's the answer?
I don't remember what I told him, it was a really quick conversation, he had to get back to work... But it worked! My stupid idea worked!
The thing is, I really am a DORK! I see no need to try to charm guys and then surprise them with all the dorkiness that is me later. I am just going to bring what I have to offer to the table in the beginning, and if they don't like it, it's better they found out now instead of later!
Friday, April 29, 2011
Curious
I'm 33, I haven't dated in 14 or so years. I have 3 daughters. This is SCARY! So, I wondered to myself, "Who in the world is gonna want to date me?" And "Is there anyone out there even worth dating?" It just seems like all the good guys would already be taken, and the rest are single for a reason, right? But maybe there is Mr. Right still out there, and he has just been waiting for me. He is just waiting for that super cute chick, who farts too. That's right... I said it... I am cute. I may be a dork, but that is just part of what makes me so cute! I'm not even ashamed to admit it.... for far to long I was so down on myself... when KnuckleHead left me .... I had to take a good look at myself. Since I couldn't do anything to change him, I started working on ME! I still have things that I am working on and forever will be, but anyone one who knows me, knows that I have changed in some major ways... and all for the better. Spiritually, emotionally, and most obvious, physically.
So back to finding Mr. Right....
My curiosity got the best of me, and I started checking out online dating sites. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Finally, I chose one to set up a profile, ldslinkup.com. I just wanted to know if there was any cute LDS guys out there, in an age range I felt comfortable in dating.
The first guy to show interest in me was *Josh. So, we e-mailed back and forth for a few minutes, and then he asks me if I text.... because his Internet is running really slow. (REMEMBER PEOPLE- I have been out of the dating scene for a really long time, I am CLUELESS! There was no texting when I use to date. ) I freaked out a little... what should I do? Oh what the heck, I gave him my number... what's the worst thing that could happen?
BAHAHAHA!
So we text for a few minutes, and then BAM, he sends me a picture.... shirtless. Flipping hot amazing body! But... no face? What the heck? I was confused for a second, but whatever.... his body was AMAZING!
I started freaking out... "what the heck would this hard body want with me?" " why is a guy with a body like that, online dating?" "Why does he have to live so far away, Lehi Utah...?" "wait, I have family there, oh, I need to go to Utah!!!!!!!!!!!" "Whoa, I can't compete with a body like that, what would he think of my rolls and stretch marks?"
And then, he texts: Send me a pic
WHAT!!!!!!!!!!! It's 11:00pm. I'm not gonna take a pic of myself in my jammies, with no makeup. (I have since learned, anytime I look cute, take a pic and store it in my phone for future use. hehehe, sneaky )
So, I just sent him a message that I did not have a stockpile of hot topless photos on my phone. Then *Josh said, LOL, and I didn't hear from him the rest of the night.
So, that was the first of my lessons I have learned.... you'll have to check back in to hear more... and it gets GOOD! (Laughing at my dumb butt, that is.)
Time to go back into MOM mode.
So back to finding Mr. Right....
My curiosity got the best of me, and I started checking out online dating sites. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Finally, I chose one to set up a profile, ldslinkup.com. I just wanted to know if there was any cute LDS guys out there, in an age range I felt comfortable in dating.
The first guy to show interest in me was *Josh. So, we e-mailed back and forth for a few minutes, and then he asks me if I text.... because his Internet is running really slow. (REMEMBER PEOPLE- I have been out of the dating scene for a really long time, I am CLUELESS! There was no texting when I use to date. ) I freaked out a little... what should I do? Oh what the heck, I gave him my number... what's the worst thing that could happen?
BAHAHAHA!
So we text for a few minutes, and then BAM, he sends me a picture.... shirtless. Flipping hot amazing body! But... no face? What the heck? I was confused for a second, but whatever.... his body was AMAZING!
I started freaking out... "what the heck would this hard body want with me?" " why is a guy with a body like that, online dating?" "Why does he have to live so far away, Lehi Utah...?" "wait, I have family there, oh, I need to go to Utah!!!!!!!!!!!" "Whoa, I can't compete with a body like that, what would he think of my rolls and stretch marks?"
And then, he texts: Send me a pic
WHAT!!!!!!!!!!! It's 11:00pm. I'm not gonna take a pic of myself in my jammies, with no makeup. (I have since learned, anytime I look cute, take a pic and store it in my phone for future use. hehehe, sneaky )
So, I just sent him a message that I did not have a stockpile of hot topless photos on my phone. Then *Josh said, LOL, and I didn't hear from him the rest of the night.
So, that was the first of my lessons I have learned.... you'll have to check back in to hear more... and it gets GOOD! (Laughing at my dumb butt, that is.)
Time to go back into MOM mode.
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