Summer's End is Near.

It has officially been a great summer for me. I had a lot of fun with friends despite it being the first summer in five years that I was single. It gave me the opportunity to explore and find myself apart from being the half of a relationship. In essence, I found me again.

I am officially entering the world of full time school on Monday. It's crazy to think that I am making such a major life change, one that could potentially change my future. I may be in over my head, but I'm willing to take the chance. For the next two years, school is my life, while work takes a backseat. It is a sabbatical of sorts.

I have recently encountered a boy that actually makes my heart flutter again. We are compatible on all levels which has not happened in quite sometime. Usually I meet guys that are great, but something is missing. And he has the deepest voice ever, which is totally sexy and grows a beard every winter (a huge plus in my book!). I have this weird fetish for hairy guys, I know, weird right?

As the summer comes to a close, what will fall bring? I am not sure and I think I like it.

Frazzled

What in the world am I doing? I have 9 credit hours this semester, which equals three very demanding classes. I am working full-time and I am raising my almost 4 year old on top of everything else. So frazzled is how I'm feeling at the moment.

I get so frustrated at times because there is just not enough time in the day for me to get everything finished. If my ex was a little more accommodating and a little less worried about his personal life, then maybe I would get some stuff done. It goes without saying that I am a bit of a procrastinator. But that's beside the point, right?

So the countdown until the end of the semester has begun. Three more weeks and then the summer is all mine. Well, mostly mine anyway. No school books or papers or tests, just sun, fun, and a lot of plans.

By the way, Mr. Teeth and I are having drinks on Thursday. How am I going to fit in a social life to my already packed schedule? I bet I find a way. For now, I am going to think about the great smile and look forward to Thursday.

Dating in the 21st Century

So a fellow Twitter friend, @mssinglemama, asked the million dollar question: Do men choose not to use the phone for it's actual purpose because of the ease of texting/emailing? This is a question that I would love to know the answer to!

Case in point...I was out on the town Friday. I ran into a guy that had come in to work a few weeks ago. The first thing I noticed was his smile. Wow! His teeth were perfect and trust me, this is something I know a lot about. They were the perfect shape, great alignment, the whole 9. But, I digress. I gave him my number and hoped that he might actually use it. I am back in the dating game after a 5 year absence and there have been some major changes. Therefore, I don't remember all the intricacies of the dating rules. Saturday came and went with no call. I didn't get discouraged since it was only a day. Sunday afternoon came and went with no call, but then this evening I got a text from Teeth. Very casual, nothing exciting...small talk.

Five years ago, texting was just beginning. This text would have been a phone call. But now, in this internet/texting crazy world...a text is an acceptable means of communication. Better yet, Facebook and Myspace have become routes of communication among the dating people of the world. It's just mind boggling to me that you can now ask someone out on a date without actually talking on the phone first.

I guess we women just need to learn to accept it and move on. I'm just happy you call...er, texted. I guess it's better than nothing.

Desire

Two hearts fading, like a flower.
And all this waiting, for the power.
For some answer, to this fire.
Sinking slowly. The water’s higher.
Desire

With no secrets. No obsession.
This time I'm speeding with no direction.
Without a reason. What is this fire?
Burning slowly. My one and only.
Desire

You know me. You know my way in.
You just can't show me, but God I'm praying,
That you'll find me, and that you'll see me,
That you run and never tire.
Desire

Am I A Commitment Phobe?

I have always wondered why I still haven't found THE one. The one that I could possibly stand to be with for the remainder of my days. Forever. That is a long time. I thought that I found someone like that, but after 5 years of struggling to make it work and a daughter later, I realized that forever shouldn't be that hard. So i left.

It was a hard decision to make. I could stay and make a miserable, but complete, family for my daughter...or I could leave and start over as a single mom in a mad world, tearing the kiddo away from any sort of familial life. I reasoned that she (and I) would be much happier if she was not stuck in between her parents' constant arguing. But, I digress.

So here I am faced with dating as a single mom. I was never any good at dating to begin with, but now I have another person to consider. I have always wanted the movie-esque romance. The kind that as soon as you lay eyes on the guy...you just know he's it. Unfortunately, it's only happened once to me, and the feelings weren't reciprocated. However, in retrospect, I see it was for the best.

I fear I just may be a commitment-phobe. Or is it that I just haven't found the one? Usually I find someone that fits the majority of the things I look for, but never everything. Should a person settle for almost all of the package? Am I being too picky?

So, if you are an intelligent, hairy (yes, I like the mountain man look), romantic guy that wears the retro colored tennis shoes and likes kids...come find me. You just might be the one.