Let’s see. Yep, met my new friend for coffee and had a lot of fun. He’s definitely interested in more but I’m not. (Jaws dropping, right?) He’s a nice guy but has kids, and he’s VERY involved with his kids who are in junior high. They are the central focus of his life. That’s just not for me. We’ll definitely get together again and already talked about going to the major car shows this summer. We didn’t go visit the Firebird because it was raining really hard but hopefully one day soon when the weather clears up. We almost went to visit my other car being restored but I wanted to call and see what was going on. Suffice to say I called today and if the car isn’t done by the end of the month, I’m pulling it out of there and taking it to someone else to finish up.

I have to be honest in that I didn’t feel that “ohmy” I felt with Chuck. I’ve only felt that once in my life. He turned me on from the minute I met him, and he’s the only guy I ever kissed the first time we met — and he was a gentleman and asked first. 5-6 kisses later I was so glad I said yes.

Meanwhile, someone I met this summer has messaged me to ask to meet up again. I met him from MySpace, the same day I met another guy who turned out to be a really good friend. Since my profile is now private due to my online stalker, he couldn’t read my blogs there to see what was going on. But he did ask to meet up again. Sweet kid and I emphasize the kid part!

Went to get my hair cut today and my hairdresser and I had a nice chat about men. She met someone who she thinks would be a fuck buddy but so far they haven’t knocked boots. In some ways I want a fuck buddy but I know deep in my heart I can’t do it. I have to be “in love” to do certain things with a guy, which may sound odd … but your dick doesn’t go into my ass unless I’m in love. Wow, that was blunt lol. If I just wanted to get laid I have my choice of some prime guys, from John who still keeps emailing me (he had his chance, treated me badly, never again) to this new 25-year old local stud. I’m not cut out for a hit and run, or a married guy. Have many to choose from in that regard, too.

She and I both agree we don’t want to repeat our mistakes from past relationships, though she ended up with a daughter.

Now that I’m a year older, I’m even more fussy. It didn’t hit me until today how old I am, and I was staring in the mirror saying, “you don’t look 48.” I don’t, and I know it. My hairdresser said 35 and my handyman says 35, and my plumber today said 36. I KNOW I’m old, but I don’t feel it or act it. But I refuse to settle for less than I deserve and if it means being alone, so be it. If I ever lower my standards I have plenty to choose from.

Still updating websites, and just released the Hairy Black Women Blog about 10 minutes ago. I still have a little tweaking to do on it later tonight. Has anyone visited Hairy Website Reviews to check out the new script?

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