The X Factor

Me at a game that X and I watched together.

Due to popular demand, I will write about my high school boyfriend that has recently come back into my life. The X lives in Alabama. He comes back to Oklahoma about every other weekend for the OSU football games...

It all started back in May when he came back for an alumni dinner and asked me to be his date. I didn't think much of it because we always left on good terms. I went to this dinner with him and we had a great time. He met some of my friends and I met some of his. Let's get to the point, at the end of the night, and after several drinks, yes we did make out. The next morning wasn't awkward or weird at all. We exchanged hugs and I said good bye.

Then, in June I went on vacation to Myrtle Beach. I make the long drive all alone. This trip I decided that instead of the usual route I would go through Alabama, so I could see The X. When I was there we went to dinner and just hung out, nothing exciting. And then of course on the way home from Myrtle Beach, I did the same thing. I just started dating the psycho Designer Schminer at that time so.......and we all know how that turned out....nothing happened while on vacation becasue I was showing respect to the psycho.

Several months went by and when school started I found out he comes to Stillwater every home game. We hung out a couple times while tailgating but again, nothing happened except great times with him and friends.

Then last weekend came. I promised him, since we had missed each other for a month or so, we would hang out. So Friday I went to Stillwater and met him and his buddies (girls and guys). We had so much fun just hanging out at a bar and sharing drinks and laughs together. After closing down the bar everyone went to get food and we snuck away for a little make out session. It was fun. I mean how many times can you do that and not be afraid of getting raped or think the guy is expecting more?! So after a bit his friends show back up and we all end up hanging out and chatting some more, until 4 or so in the morning. Good times.

He's been in town all week for work and will be next week as well. This last week he has spent the night at my house 3 times. We've gone to dinner, shared drinks, and watched movies. It's funny because my dad loves him and was excited to see him too! And again, nothing happened, just good conversations!

He is what most girls would like to have. He has a good job. He's caring and thoughtful. And he loves his momma! The thing that drives me crazy is his persistent tardiness. If he says he'll be there at 7, it'll be at least 7:45 before he shows up. For all of you who know me, this is the thing that drives me the most insane about people. If you can't show up on time, you obviously don't care enough to make it happen, therefore we won't work out. Extreme, I know. I understand the occasional late arrival but not every time. Aside from this flaw, he is wonderful. I am enjoying having my friend back in town, even if it is only for a bit.

I know this isn't the most exciting blog but believe it or not, my dating life isn't always exciting. This is a little bump on my dating road that I thought I'd throw in there.

Single :)

I am single. Life of a single girl is great! As if I don't do what I want when I am with someone, I really get to when I am solo. I like being single for so many reasons but here are few I came up with off the top of my head: I don't have to shave...anything...ever, I'm accountable to no one but myself, I get to make all the decisions, I can eat a little extra and not worry about a bloat baby, I can fart when I need to without leaving the room, I get to meet new people and exchange numbers (or not depending on the person and my mood), I am healthier (more time for the gym and tend to make healthier dinner options), I can be spontaneous, I can wear something sexy and not explain why or where I'm going or who I'll be with or when I'll be home, I can focus more on school (and eventually work) and not have to divide my time, I don't have to buy that extra gift for the holidays, I get the whole bed to myself, I don't have to decide if I want to tolerate an annoying habit, and I have space!

Girls, don't go whining about how single you are to your girlfriends...have fun with it! If you want someone to wine you and dine you, take yourself out to dinner! Men love women who are confident, some men just don't know how to handle it and you don't want that guy anyway. If you're invited to a party and don't have a date, great! You don't need one! Go alone, there might be someone else there who is flying solo. Buy yourself flowers if it's that important to you! Go on vacation, where ever you want (and don't say who does that, because I do it at least once a year!). Go to a concert, I went and saw Bruce Springsteen and didn't have someone by my side every second as a security blanket. And screw the holidays! You get to make all the plans and don't have to buy the gifts for him or his other people. In addition, you get to tell your family "Shut up, I'm happy to be single and even more happy to have no kids!" (Oh yeah, and spend time with them too.) Enjoy being single, you have plenty of time to be the chain on some guys ball! (yes, I know what I said)

Me on one of my many vacations...taken all alone!

Combat Confusion

I am completely comfused. FireFighter asked me to go to combat class with him last night. I agreed because I was going to go to the gym anyway and wanted to try out the class. He offered to drive and told me to meet him at his house. This confused me because he lives about a mile away from the gym, why couldn't I meet him there? I just met him at his house like he suggested and when it was time to go we got into his truck. He got on the highway and when I inquired to where we were going he said "Combat class, downtown". All the sudden the light bulb clicked! I was going with him to his Krav Maga combat class! This is where the confusion started to set in. I thought we were done and were just friends or something but now he was taking me to meet people at a place he loves. Crap!

When we got there I was a little nervous because I wasn't sure what to expect. First thing I see upon entering are three men "wrestling" on the floor mat. Ummm...am I gonna have to do that?
FireFighter carefully wrapped my hands and wrists and assisted me with my gloves. We did some basic "slapping" around of each other to warm up. He was obviously much better than I was but it was fun. We were then split into two groups, males and females. I learned some basic moves to help protect myself if ever confronted on the street, kneeing, kicking, elbows, choke holds and punches. After learning the basic moves we had to put our skills to the test. We all got back together and did a "obstacle" course with the skills we learned. Starting out in a choke hold we had to break loose, kick someone in the crotch, then punching, kneeing, kicking the crotch again, and ended with throwing elbows. It was sooo empowering; I love it! Then to end the class we had to do 100 Russians. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's when you sit on the mat with your knees slightly bent and held a few inches off the floor. In your arms you are holding a weight and twist your body back and forth touching the weight on the left side and then moving it to your right side. Ouch! I had so much fun and would love to do it again but don't want to invade his space.

On the way home there was good conversation. He said some things that I was startled to hear but knew he was telling me because he trusted me. When we got back to his house we continued the conversation a little more, I liked the fact that he opening up to me so much but was still confused about my role and what I was supposed to do in response. We decided that we would end the conversation before it got anymore intense and shared other combat, yoga, and pilates moves that we knew. It was fun to show him things that I could do that challenged him and have him show me more things that challenged me. We ended the night with a simple hug and he offered his condolences to my family and our loss.

What now? I will play the Joe Cool card and not read to much into I suppose. One good night doesn't mean anything except I enjoyed the company. We'll see what happens.

Honesty is the Best Policy

So, I'm just wondering why it's so hard for a guy to say "I'm sorry (or not), but I'm just not that into you." As much as Ballerino was a complete ass, he has been the only person that has been able to be honest when it comes down to the nitty gritty. I want a guy that will say "Things were going good but I am scared to make a commitment" or "I wanted to have sex and since you aren't putting out, just leave." As much as it sucks initially, I would take this over a random text message conversation every few days and a phone call of condolence when a family member dies, like he actually cares. If any guys are reading this, PLEASE JUST BE HONEST! Girls will appreciate in the long run. Maybe I'm just different but if I don't feel like I'm that into a guy I say something! Maybe not the complete truth, like in the case of the Teacher but I don't lead them on, which has to count for something. They know when we are dating and the second we stop. I am not that girl that will get super serious when she meets a guy, not like I used to be, I just want someone who I can share things with and laugh with...I'm not talking marriage but just a guy who I have things in common with and has a good personality...doesn't sound like too much to ask for, but apparently is these days.

Aren't these a couple trustworthy looking fellows?