With my last profile on Plenty of Fish, I made it very clear I was interested in making friends and only friends. While I did realize for some this is code for “let’s get down and dirty when I’m in town” I politely declined these offers and for those who persisted I not so politely told those mofos they were barking up the wrong tree. Continue reading
of the Wee Bitter Man.
Not wee-like in stature,
Just wee-like in substance.
The story of the Wee Bitter Man
Who couldn’t take rejection.
Who pretty much lost his shit
When his month long quest
To bed the lovely lady with red lips
Fell short of his much desired goal. Continue reading
I’m not talking to you ladies, who were in relationships with Deadbeat Dads who are barely around and are bad influences for your kids. Or those with Sperm Donor Males who impregnated you and now pretend their child doesn’t exist. This is directed at the ladies who were in relationships with decent caring men, who are now loving fathers who cherish every minute with their children, fathers who try their best to be there as much as they can, yet you turn around and try to keep their children from them. Continue reading
Do I really want to continue down this path of dating?
I mean, it takes up so much time. So much time getting to know someone, a new friend who could be a potential suitor, and trying to find the hours to do this is near impossible. For the first time since becoming a mom I’m having a bit of a social life, thanks to this dating thing. A real social life where I make plans to do things not work or domestic duties related and quite frankly it’s exhausting. Continue reading
“I want my Daddy,” was the sad little cry that came from the mouth of my beautiful three-year old as I put her to bed.
At first this started as a toddler tactic. She was pulling out all stops to try and get me to let her stay up. Whereas other kids opt for the angry cry, Princess D has always been on the more dramatic side of things, the oh-poor-me-I’m-devestated tactic. Wounded and hurt, utilizing those big brown eyes as much as she can. Continue reading
Back again to the world of online dating, fishing in that whirlpool of eligible bachelors for the one that might be compatible for me while meeting dozens of those who really aren’t… as well as those who can’t handle me. Yes, I am a handful but in a very good way.
I’m on my fourth time around, I thought it only fair to level the playing field and point out there are rules to dating a woman like me. And these are rules that need to be followed if you’re getting that score you’re dreaming of… because why else would be be messaging me? Continue reading
Dawn was pulling itself out of the slumber of night as she stared from the patio to the water she’d been surveying for a few days now. Only a few days, such a short time to realize fishing in those murky depths proved more dangerous than originally anticipated. Continue reading