One Tan Girl

I've been single for awhile now.

My last long relationship was with the father of my children. It was like a roller coaster ride, one that I kept jumping off and then jumping back on. I finally jumped off that crazy train, in my brain the relationship was done probably six months earlier than when we "officially" ended it. And when I say we, I mean me. In total, we were together for 10 years. I'll say that if you put all of our good times together in a time period, I was in the relationship for about 7.5 years too long. But you live and learn, right? 

Now I'm on the dating battlefield. Yes, I call it a battlefield because that's exactly what it is. It's annoying, you have to act happy and positive all the time so you don't come across as a jaded bitch. No, you don't want to get to that point until about the fifth date. But lets be honest, I haven't been on a fifth date...let alone a second or a third. Some will say that I'm being too picky or too selective. I think that I'm just waiting to be with someone that I truly want to be with. I mean, come on...if I wanted to settle and be miserable for the rest of my life, I would have married my ex.

So why this blog? Who wants to read my posts about being bummed that I don't have a member of the opposite sex to drag to the Twilight premiere? Or about how my best friend and I look like a modern lesbian couple when we go to dinner with my children? Or that I need to lose about 2,000 pounds to become a trophy wife? 

Because dating can be hilarious.

You're not the one that will be putting on a pair of Spankx, getting your hair and nails done all to maybe impress a "normal" guy just looking for a good girl. So at my expense, I'll document all of this to entertain some at the end of the day. And maybe along the way I'll find Prince Charming...or a Channing Tatum look-alike. Hey, we can all dream, right?