"It's Raining Men"

Have you ever noticed that there are periods in your life where for a brief time, you could be dropped into the middle of a female locker room and still walk away having met a member of the male sex?!? Personally, I would like to figure out the cause for my apparent sex appeal during these points so that I could continue to use it, even if on a smaller scale, during the not so much a man magnet parts of my life. Nonetheless, I have obviously been named the dish du jour on the buffet of love, ok well maybe just lust, for the time being and the males are lining up!

It all started last week when Mr. High School Crush entered back into the picture, in the meantime I have also noticed more guys holding doors open, smiling, and saying hi, then I seemed to meet a few more guys than normal while out on Saturday night, and today when I came home from work there was an instant message from Mr. Beach Stud himself. For those of you who haven't heard the story of Mr. Beach Stud, we met my sophomore year of high school (his junior year) through a friend of a friend. He lived in Wilmington, NC at the time and had a girlfriend (yes, I am finally beginning to see the pattern), so nothing ever developed romantically. Almost every night though we would take turns calling one another where we flirt quite ridiculously and talk about almost everything under the sun. We would occasionally meet in Raleigh when our schedules permitted, but things were always platonic with the exception of the rather intense flirting. Mr. Beach Stud took some time off and worked in order to pay for college after high school, and I would hear from him every now and then. I was out in Raleigh with some friends about five years ago, and we ran into each other. We met up the following weekend and had our first date, where we also had our first kiss. The kiss was everything I thought it would be and more, and I literally felt as if I was floating on a cloud as I drove home. As my luck would have it, Mr. Beach Stud appeared to fall off the face of the planet right after our date, and I wouldn't hear from him for almost two years, at which point he would then crush me by telling me he was engaged! At first, I ignored his e-mails because quite frankly I just couldn't handle another guy not picking me even just to date, let alone marriage, and then eventually the e-mails stopped. I am sure that you can imagine my surprise to find his message today after all of that! My guess is that either the wedding never happened and Mr. Beach Stud is now once again single, or the wedding did happen and after a few years of marriage he is bored and looking for a fling. I guess that I shouldn't be surprised considering my knack for playing the Dirty Mistress role lately!

Just so you know, I did walk away from the computer and spend about 20 minutes trying to keep myself entertained before curiosity got the better of me and I looked him up on Facebook. I know, I know, but a girl has to enjoy the floods while they last because the drought is sure to follow in another week or so as it always seems to do!!!

"Back in the Saddle"

As I kept alternating between moping around the house and man-hating bitch mode last night, I suddenly heard my phone beep from a text message. I couldn't imagine who would possibly be sending me a message after 11:00 pm on a Wednesday night, so I didn't have high hopes when I flipped my phone open. To my pleasant surprise, it was Mr. High School Crush, who I have been on and off again with pretty much since sophomore year of high school. Lucky for me, we have managed to stay friends through all this without any weirdness because he wanted to let me know that he was in town for the week, and asked if I wanted to get together. I texted him back saying of course I would love to see him, while secretly thinking it could be just the distraction I needed from Mr. Emotionally Unavailable! After receiving my text, he called me and we made tentative plans for this weekend. Now I know what you're thinking because many of you know that he does have a bad habit of flaking out, but he even called me tonight while I was out to dinner to make sure that I was still planning on getting together this weekend and to see if I wanted to hang out with him and the boys tonight. After some suggestive flirting, I told him to have fun with the boys, and that I would definitely call him tomorrow but that I was going to pass on tonight!

In the meantime, I swear he must have some kind of psychic powers as to when I start to move on because Mr. Emotionally Unavailable himself called me today as well! I didn't even begin to make any progress, but at least I haven't fallen completely off his radar!

I may be down from time to time with the boys, but at least I am never out for very long! In the meantime, I am going to have one fun Friday night!!!

"You Don't Know My Name"

During my brief dabble into the country music scene, I attended a Tim McGraw concert with some friends and met a boy at the show. Allow me to set the scene for you....

I had gone to work, and left early afternoon where on my drive home I received what I thought to be at the time, very exciting news. I began to celebrate as I was getting dressed, and was on my fourth drink as we left for the show. As I obviously wasn't driving, I continued to drink once we arrived as well. Within our row, I was at the end of my friends, then there was a couple next to me, and finally a guy next to them with his friends. Now as the show started, I was feeling pretty good and I notice that the guy in my row keeps looking down our row. At first I thought maybe we had escaped from the local insane asylum, but when my friends went to the bathroom and he smiled and waved at me, I realized that he had been checking me out the whole time! I wrote my name and number down and passed it down to him at the end of the show, and he called that night!

The only problem with passing my number to Concert Guy was that I didn't know his name. Furthermore, with his thick country accent, half the time I didn't understand what he was saying, so I probably agreed to all sorts of things in those first few weeks! After calling his voicemail several times when I knew his phone would be off (I swear I am not a stalker), my friends and I decided that we were pretty sure his name was Corban.

Fast-foward almost three years later, and we still talk occasionally. Then the other night, we were trying to find each other on Facebook. I explained that I couldn't find him, and after going back and forth he finally checked that I was spelling Corbett correctly! As it turns out, for the entire time I have known him, I have been calling him by the wrong name! Never once after a voicemail, conversation, or introducing him to my friends did he ever correct me!!!