Well, Scott is still around - at least for now! Friday night I met up with him and his friend at a bar, and we had a great time. I did have two guys ask me if Scott was gay.... I think it must have been his shirt. Anyway, I stayed the night with him (don't worry - no hanky panky) and it was really nice to be able to sleep in and cuddle.
Saturday night Scott's brother's girlfriend (complicated, I know!) had a birthday party. I met his mom, dad, stepmom, niece and nephew! Whew - I hope I made a good impression! Anyway, the most interesting thing of all was talking to Scott's best friend's date. According to her, the night Scott and I met - he had just been looking to get laid. (Errgh) But, because I haven't put out, he is getting more and more interested. (At least according to this girl) So... I guess my tip in my last post wasnt too far off.
Hopefully - he isn't in this just for some action, or I will drop him faster than you can say prick.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Yay.. friends on facebook want to follow my blog!
Okay, now that I have some followers... I will try to keep up on here better.. and I would love comments!
Tips from Sherri experience
Tips from Sherri experience
- If he doesn't call your or return your calls... he probably isnt worth your time. If a guy is truly interested in you, he will go out of his way to contact you - even just to say "I'm busy, but I cant's wait to talk to you soon".
- It's fine for a guy to talk about his ex... but if he talks about her too much, or in the beginning of a relationship... that is a pretty good sign that he is not over her.. Also, not good if he refer to her as a "bitch" or "psycho" - relationships end because of both people, not because one is 'crazy'.
- Be careful of getting physically involved with a guy too quickly... I know this is cliche... but it truly can affect the longetivity and focus of a relationship.
- KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Seriously... if you don't have your own life, and don't know who you are and what you want out of life, it's pretty hard to be in a healthy relationship. Don't let a guy create your identity for you - or be your identity.
- If you only have fun together while drinking - bad sign.
- If there is zero physical attraction - or only physical attraction and nothing more - bad signs.
- Don't be with someone just because you are afraid of being alone, this will not end well for either person
- BE HONEST... and ask the same of the person you are dating. I hate when guys can't just admit that they aren't interested any more and just avoid you. I also hate when I get myself into an exclusive relationship just because I'm scared to say "no". One of my biggest things in dating now, is honesty.
- When you first start dating someone, don't throw everything else in your life to the side for this new person. You don't even know yet if they are worth your time. And you can easily lose friends by doing this. Besides, guys typically find girls attractive when they have other things going on in their life. Who wants to sit waiting by the phone for a guy anyway?
- More tips and stories to come! :)
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Synopsis of the ex
Okay... so the story of my ex-boyfriend of three years is a long rollercoaster ride... ending in a giant downhill fall. To save myself from repercussions, I will call him Mr. Green in this post and future blog posts.
Mr. Green and I originally met at a very young age. We went to the same babysitter as kids and grew up going to the same schools in a town of only about 10,000 people. We were never close as kids, but both ended up moving back to our hometown in our 20's. Our romance started easily and quickly. Throughout the almost three years together... we had some really amazing times and were deeply in love. We moved int together after only four months together. I think Mr. Green enjoyed taking care of me (long story there, illness involved), but I dont think he knew how to deal with a healthy Sherri. We officially broke up in February, and then tried to get close again (friends, but I had my guard up against much more than that).. but it ended even worse in June. Long story short, we are not on good terms. Lesson learned... hindsight is 20/20 and love can make you blind to problems - yours, his, and in the relationship.
I do miss what we once had... but I think the reason that I was able to get over this lost love was that the love started dwindling and the problems started rising long before we broke up. One can't focus on the fairy tale part of a part relationship or you will never get over it. One can't place the blame on the other person for a relationship ending or you will end up bitter and resentful. I believe that everyone wants to love and be loved... but sometimes we meet the right person at the wrong time or meet the wrong person at the right time.
Mr. Green and I originally met at a very young age. We went to the same babysitter as kids and grew up going to the same schools in a town of only about 10,000 people. We were never close as kids, but both ended up moving back to our hometown in our 20's. Our romance started easily and quickly. Throughout the almost three years together... we had some really amazing times and were deeply in love. We moved int together after only four months together. I think Mr. Green enjoyed taking care of me (long story there, illness involved), but I dont think he knew how to deal with a healthy Sherri. We officially broke up in February, and then tried to get close again (friends, but I had my guard up against much more than that).. but it ended even worse in June. Long story short, we are not on good terms. Lesson learned... hindsight is 20/20 and love can make you blind to problems - yours, his, and in the relationship.
I do miss what we once had... but I think the reason that I was able to get over this lost love was that the love started dwindling and the problems started rising long before we broke up. One can't focus on the fairy tale part of a part relationship or you will never get over it. One can't place the blame on the other person for a relationship ending or you will end up bitter and resentful. I believe that everyone wants to love and be loved... but sometimes we meet the right person at the wrong time or meet the wrong person at the right time.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Mr. Clean and Mike cont'd
Okay, so once we all arrived back to Mike's apartment (which was conveniently located in the same building as my apartment), Mr. Clean passed out... majorly passed out. So Mike and two of his roommates, JJ and Ryan, and myself headed out to Waffle House... leaving Mr. Clean to sober up. Okay, long story short... I ended up dating Mike. Mike and I dated for 6 months, then we broke up but ended up still spending a lot of time together and dating, but not exclusively. A year and a half later we got back together for five more months. FYI - off and on relationships rarely end well.
Now, I will fill you in on my current dating life. I am single, and recently met a nice guy named Scott. He's very family-oriented, funny, and laidback. We met at a bar while another guy was trying to flirt with me. Scott came up and told me that I looked exactly like his friend Angie. (I'm still not sure if this was a line or not... but it got us to talking). Scott needed a ride home as his friend had ditched him for a hookup. Another girl had already taken that task upon herself. So, the three of us walked out to the parking lot where Scott chose to jump into my car instead of the other girl. I can't say that the other girl was too pleased about this, but such is life.
On our first date, Scott took me to a quaint Thai restaurant. On our second date, I met Scott and his brother for drinks at a local dive bar. Hearing those two do their own Karaoke rendition of Barenaked Ladies, "If I Had a Million Dollars" was HILARIOUS. I had a great time, but had to get home early for work the next day. After work on Saturday, Scott picked me and my dog up and took us to his family's cabin an hour away. It was a gorgeous place with lots of stories behind it. We went four-wheeling, fed dog food to the fish, and tried to keep track of all three dogs. Scott made me a delicious dinner. He really thought of everything and was sweet and funny all at the same time... plus he gets my sense of humor and doesn't take my 'digs' seriously! Though, with my track record this year - this may only last a month!
Now, I will fill you in on my current dating life. I am single, and recently met a nice guy named Scott. He's very family-oriented, funny, and laidback. We met at a bar while another guy was trying to flirt with me. Scott came up and told me that I looked exactly like his friend Angie. (I'm still not sure if this was a line or not... but it got us to talking). Scott needed a ride home as his friend had ditched him for a hookup. Another girl had already taken that task upon herself. So, the three of us walked out to the parking lot where Scott chose to jump into my car instead of the other girl. I can't say that the other girl was too pleased about this, but such is life.
On our first date, Scott took me to a quaint Thai restaurant. On our second date, I met Scott and his brother for drinks at a local dive bar. Hearing those two do their own Karaoke rendition of Barenaked Ladies, "If I Had a Million Dollars" was HILARIOUS. I had a great time, but had to get home early for work the next day. After work on Saturday, Scott picked me and my dog up and took us to his family's cabin an hour away. It was a gorgeous place with lots of stories behind it. We went four-wheeling, fed dog food to the fish, and tried to keep track of all three dogs. Scott made me a delicious dinner. He really thought of everything and was sweet and funny all at the same time... plus he gets my sense of humor and doesn't take my 'digs' seriously! Though, with my track record this year - this may only last a month!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
I'm no expert....
I am 25 years old and would not consider myself an expert in dating. However, the stories and tidbits I have to share from my past and present are educational, comical, and sometimes emotional. I had my first boyfriend at age 12. Oh, Luke - the boy from the bus stop... we had such a romance, from the post-its on each others backs to the shoulder punches. In the 13 years since then I have dated men from all over the country, every body type, every hair color, from 5'4" - 6"6". If I had to identify my type it would be a laidback guy who is close to his family. Those are the only things that really appear in all of my relationships that last more than a month.
Let us start with the story that also gets a laugh or look of horror from any audience. I was 18 years old and it was the spring semester of my freshman year at college, 16 hours away from where I was raised. I lived with one roommate (who was cautious about strange men, but dated a guy off the internet that she had never met for over three years) on the second floor of an apartment complex. One lovely day, I was dressed in bright orange shorts and an old tee with yellow rubber gloves on - when there was a knock at the door. There was a very tall, cocky looking guy with a Mr.Clean haircut. I had seen Mr. Clean around the building, and he would wave and call me "sweetheart", but I had never actually talked to him. After introducing himself, Mr.Clean's very next line was - "If I don't end up going to jail on Thursday, would you like to go on a date?" BIG PAUSE... Then, I heard the first words that came to my head come out of my mouth, "Sure, if you'll put air in my tires first". Okay, those must be the two strangest precursors to an actual date.
And yet... Mr. Clean did not go to jail (yet) and he did put air in my tires. So... we went on a date. I know, I know - ridiculous, right? Luckily it was a group thing. We met Mr. Clean's friends for dinner and then went to a bar. Dinner was okay - although we went to a steakhouse and I was a vegetarian. Things turned from interesting to appalling when the group arrived at the bar. The small bar was packed, the bathroom flooded, and Mr.Clean was trying to buy the entire bar a drink. I had to continually inform girls that he was "harmless" and liked to showoff. When we finally took a seat at a large table, Mr. Clean pulled out a sports drink bottle. He gave me a sly smile when he took swig after swig. I assumed it was just whiskey or tequila, but I finally turned to Mr. Clean's friend, Mike and whispered, "What is that?" Mike answered that it was G, as in GHB... which is apparently a drug that this small town girl had never even heard of. Mr. Clean began to get obnoxious, trying to kiss me with slanty eyes and practically taking my shirt off at the table. Mike finally got the hint and offered to take us home. Mike and I made our way to the car, thinking Mr. Clean and another friend, JJ, were right behind us. Unfortunately we had lost Mr. Clean on the way. Mike sent JJ to find him. Mike apologized for Mr. Clean's behavior and explained more about the drug to me. I was appalled by all of it. I had barely ever drank alcohol.
The rest of the story shall wait until tomorrow... time to get back to my real job for a bit :)
Let us start with the story that also gets a laugh or look of horror from any audience. I was 18 years old and it was the spring semester of my freshman year at college, 16 hours away from where I was raised. I lived with one roommate (who was cautious about strange men, but dated a guy off the internet that she had never met for over three years) on the second floor of an apartment complex. One lovely day, I was dressed in bright orange shorts and an old tee with yellow rubber gloves on - when there was a knock at the door. There was a very tall, cocky looking guy with a Mr.Clean haircut. I had seen Mr. Clean around the building, and he would wave and call me "sweetheart", but I had never actually talked to him. After introducing himself, Mr.Clean's very next line was - "If I don't end up going to jail on Thursday, would you like to go on a date?" BIG PAUSE... Then, I heard the first words that came to my head come out of my mouth, "Sure, if you'll put air in my tires first". Okay, those must be the two strangest precursors to an actual date.
And yet... Mr. Clean did not go to jail (yet) and he did put air in my tires. So... we went on a date. I know, I know - ridiculous, right? Luckily it was a group thing. We met Mr. Clean's friends for dinner and then went to a bar. Dinner was okay - although we went to a steakhouse and I was a vegetarian. Things turned from interesting to appalling when the group arrived at the bar. The small bar was packed, the bathroom flooded, and Mr.Clean was trying to buy the entire bar a drink. I had to continually inform girls that he was "harmless" and liked to showoff. When we finally took a seat at a large table, Mr. Clean pulled out a sports drink bottle. He gave me a sly smile when he took swig after swig. I assumed it was just whiskey or tequila, but I finally turned to Mr. Clean's friend, Mike and whispered, "What is that?" Mike answered that it was G, as in GHB... which is apparently a drug that this small town girl had never even heard of. Mr. Clean began to get obnoxious, trying to kiss me with slanty eyes and practically taking my shirt off at the table. Mike finally got the hint and offered to take us home. Mike and I made our way to the car, thinking Mr. Clean and another friend, JJ, were right behind us. Unfortunately we had lost Mr. Clean on the way. Mike sent JJ to find him. Mike apologized for Mr. Clean's behavior and explained more about the drug to me. I was appalled by all of it. I had barely ever drank alcohol.
The rest of the story shall wait until tomorrow... time to get back to my real job for a bit :)
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