Sleeper Sunday

I know that I have already told you all about my Thursday night, and that I seemed hopeful about Friday night's date, but it was a big disappointment as well. I originally met this girl downtown on Halloween weekend where she happily signed one of my playplace balls with her name and number. We went out to dinner, and don't get me wrong, we had some good conversations and there was never any weird, awkward moments at all, but the date was just BLAH.

When I had originally asked her out, she told me that she had some later plans that night with her friends, but that dinner sounded great. When I spoke with her on Friday, she said that her plans with the friends fell through, so dinner anytime would work. Like i said, their was never any bad moments, and she seems like a very nice, sweet girl, but I just didn't feel a spark. Usually after a date, I can't wait to get my lips on that other person. But on friday night, I just didn't feel that way at all. So, maybe little mrs sunshine was just a little wrong when she mentioned I love women.

Ok, ok. I admit I love most women, but this one just wasn't doing it for me. So, after dinner I didn't suggest any further plans, and neither did she. I took her back to her place where we hugged and she said, "Well, talk to you later I guess?" And I said yes. With that, I think she was probably feeling the same way, especially since I haven't heard from her since. I got home around 9:30 and spent the first friday night in, since who knows when. I watched the new Karate Kid and it was awesome!

Saturday came, and I was suppose to hang out with Chi, but she was working a cheerleading competition and it went way late, so by the time she text me, I was already at a buddy's birthday party running the beer pong table so I was a little drunk to drive. So, no hanging with Chi, but my ex GF from high school showed up, and kept flirting with me and putting her hands all over me and I guess I had a drunken outburst telling her to not touch me. Truth is, we're still friends, but i don't want anything more than that. So the fact of her trying to be flirty flirty when I had just finished 2 crap dates, kinda pissed me off.

Anywho, Sunday came around and I was expecting a Bronco butt kicking, but luckily I still went to the game and they KILLED IT! The Bronco win was just the start of a GREAT Sunday! On the bus ride home, I got a text from Ivy inviting me to go salsa dancing. I definitely accepted the invitation as I had a great time last weekend with her. I have been salsa dancing one time, and I sucked it up! This time we had a lesson where I could do all the basic steps part and part, by themselves, but when I put them all together I had a hard time remembering my footwork. Oh well, it's was Ivy's first time as well so we sucked it up together :-)  After the lesson we stayed for awhile where we tried to get better, and I think we did, a little bit anyway. I told her that I'm going to take her swing dancing where I'll feel more in my element. She said she has never been, so i'm gonna have to seriously brush up on those skills so I can impress her.

After salsa, her friend suggested pool. So to the pool hall bar we went. Again, I'm terrible at pool, but hey, so was Ivy! So once again we sucked it up together. Being that it was sunday, it was super mellow out. It was a nice relaxing evening where I was able to actually get to know her a little bit compared to the loud party/bar atmosphere we had been in the two times before. Ivy is totally sweet, and i totally have a spark with her. We decided to call it a nightm and I walked her to her friend's car where she gave me a sweet gental kiss that just exploded! Now when I say that, I don't mean that we turned into animals, clawing and grabbing at each other ready to ravage one another right there on the street. I mean, that once her soft lips locked with mine, they didn't want to seperate. Last week I kissed her at the bar, and outside at her car, but those had a lot of alcohol involved and I didn't feel that as a romantic kiss. Tonight on the other hand, no alcohol, and IT. WAS . AWESOME!

In the words of Bruno Mars... "Her lips, her lips. I could kiss them all day if she'd let me."

Date Date Date

I've realized today that I have been doing a little slacking with the blog this week. I've been a busy man what can I say. Work has been INSANE this week! I also brewed my first beer on Wednesday night.

Anyone up for a tasting party in a month?

And of course last night was Thursday. Unlike most Thursdays however, I had a date last night with Snow White whom I met Halloween weekend. Unfortunately this date ended up a little awkward. I think it was Tuesday when I told her that we should go to dinner Thursday, and she accepted. Everything seemed cool at the begining. She lives in a totally different part of town than I do, so when I told her i'd come pick her up she told me that she felt bad for me driving so far, so she would just meet me halfway. That worked ok for me since I had just finished a 10hr shift at work. Dinner started fine, and we had a very casual conversation going on, when in the middle of dinner she just blurts out, "You're ok with just being friends right?". I respond with, "Umm, yea thats fine. Not really what I expected, but ok". The Snow White says, "I don't want a relationship right now"

UMMM... whoa girl. When the fuck did asking a girl to dinner mean, "I think i could marry you one day". Maybe I should have been more clear when asking her to dinner... "So, we should go grab dinner for shitts and giggles, and then we can do whatever you want, just as long as we end up back at your place and you put on that snow white costume again and we can role play. And I'm going boarding in the morning, so don't expect me to stay over." Would that have worked better??

So totally thrown off my mojo, I probably acted a little weird for awhile since I didn't know if I should leave then, or what. Well, I stuck around and she asked if I wanted to go bowling. Since I had no other plans, and she offered to pay, I said sure. Bowling was cool an all except that she was being a total tease. She kept doing all these sexual things to the bowling balls, and making sexual references about balls, and her pierced nipples, and what not, that I was really confused. If she just wanted a fuck, then again, maybe that would have been a better dinner convo. "Ryan, you're ok with just fucking tonight and not feel obligated to take me on a second date right?" I would have responded the same way, ""Umm, yea thats fine. Not really what I expected, but ok".

Needless to say, the night DID NOT end that way, and we hugged and went our separate ways. Pretty positive a second date is never coming there.

On a brighter note, I have another date tonight with another girl I met Halloween weekend. I have a feeling this one will go better. And if not, well shit, I have a date tomorrow night with Chi. Yea, you all remember Chi from Sundays post. I think i might have to suck it up and tell her the truth about my age this week, but we'll see. If so, i'll fill y'all in later.

From their blogs, it seems like a ton of writers I follow are having some kind of frustration right now, so this picture is for y'all...

Make some bad decisions and come Monday, just believe you saw no evil, heard no evil, nor spoke any evil ;-)

Beyond Boobs and Ass

A friend of mine last week told me that I need to start looking for a different type of women. Apparently she thinks I keep hunting down the same types. I completely disagree with her. Over the past few months, I have met some amazing women. Each one is unique in their own way and although things have not worked out, I will still say they are great people with great personalities.

All weekend I was thinking about the things that I find attractive about a woman. Obviously men are turned on by a great rack and a round booty, but that's something that is universal with the human population... We are attracted to a good body. I am thinking beyond those things. Although there are a couple things about the body I want to reflect on, and mention why I think they are hot, but lets not start there.

First, I LOVE the way that women smell!! There is something about perfume that just boosts my attention. This totally makes me sound like a creeper, which I'm not i promise, but if a women is walking in front of me on the street with a good smelling perfume, I could follow her everywhere. It's also a huge turn on to be dancing with a women who smells great, because its just so relaxing. And to get a little sappy, if a women stays over and has perfume on, she usually leaves that scent on your sheets and pillow. I could cuddle up on that side of the bed all day after that. It's awesome until that smell fades away!

I feel like this doesn't happen nearly enough for people who are just dating and not in a serious relationship, but i also love when a women puts her arms around ME. Of course I love to put my arms around you, but i think that is just an expected thing for the man, why do i always have to hold you? Whether coming up from behind me while standing, or wrapping your arms around my chest while laying on the bed or couch, I just like to feel you grab me once in awhile.

A girl in high heels is ALWAYS hot! Heels accentuate the muscle in the calf, and this is soooo hot!!

Another hot body part... dimples on the lower back. Usually girls who are very fit have the dimples, and i don't really know why, but it just IS hot.

Dark eyes! Ever since I was in high school I have always had a thing for dark eyes. Eye shadow or mascara, or whatever it is that you girls do to make your eyes look darker is so appealing to me. Dark eyes are so seductive.


Now I'm going to move on to my personal turn ons...

Accents!! I am a sucker for them, particularly southern accents. I think generally people are attracted to accents, so this probably isn't a big surprise.

White bottoms! Whether they are shorts, pants, skirts, whatever. If it's white, it's hot to me. I think people can guess why, so i won't reveal that ;-)

Booty shorts! There is nothing hotter than a women walking around in a pair of tight booty shorts. Most men think G's and thongs are the hottest, but I prefer the shorts. Sometimes more isn't always better... If there isn't enough booty hanging out, I want to know what the rest that's covered up looks like.

Finally... this was a recently learned turn on, but grabbing the front of my shirt, or short collar when you want, or ARE kissing me... IS PROBABLY THE HOTTEST THING I HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED BEFORE 3RD BASE!!


Anyone else all hot a bothered now?

An Extra Hour of Craziness

You all know that I usually wait till Monday to fill you in on my weekend adventures, but last night was so great that I just couldn't wait to share.

I want to start with my Thursday night, that doesn't make me feel good about myself, but I dug my own grave. About 2 months ago I met a girl at a friends college party, we'll call her Chi because she's from Chicago. Chi and I seemed to kick it off pretty good. Nothing came up that night, but a few days later I was texting her and asked what year she was. Turns out she was a freshman. When the question was reciprocated, I panicked thinking she would freak if I told her I was 24 and graduated. So i lied... Senior I said.
I was never worried about the lie because I figured the chances of hanging out with her again were slim. I would randomly text her to say hi, but her interest seemed null since she would always text back, but would never be the first to text me and never mentioned meeting up again. Well, last week we were talking and she brought up the fact that we hadn't hung out since that night we met. We decided to change this and go out Thursday night. We hit up a hookah bar and I had a great night! Chi is totally awesome! I started to realize that no matter how awesome she is, I doomed any possibility of an actual relationship with her because I can't live out a lie like that, and when i tell her the truth, i'm sure she won't think of me as such a good guy, because no one likes lyers. If anyone has insight on how to solve that situation, I am all ears!

Let's skip Friday and jump right to Saturday. It was my buddy Brandon's Birthday. We went downtown where we sat around the fire at this bar and ordered jagerbombs. There was a couple probably in their forties or fifties sitting across from us. The husband at one point asked what we were drinking. I told him and he asked if we wanted another round on him. HELL YEA! Who can pass up free shots? The couple told us it was their anniversary. My first thought was they must be swingers. What is in it for them to buy us shots? Well, they didn't turn out to be swingers, but later on I was at the bar buying them drinks when they asked my friends if any of us were single. Turns out I was the only one. When I return to the fire, the couple starts talking about their daughter who is 21 and goes to CSU. They start showing me pictures of her on their phones and telling me how nice she is. Did i mention the girl was hot? NO? SHE WAS HOT! I couldn't believe that I was trying to be hooked up at a bar by a couple parents. The best part was when they took a photo of me and sent it to their daughter. The couple told me she is coming down in a couple weeks to bar hop with them and told me to come. I said it sounded like fun haha. When we left that bar, i didn't exchange numbers because I felt like that was weird. That ends that part of the night.

We moved to another bar and earlier in the night I had invited a girl down that I had met last Friday night at a Halloween party. She came down and met us at the second bar we were at, and she looked DAMN good. She was a ton of fun, and we definitely had plenty of drinks together and danced it up a ton on the dance floor. She is a great dancer, and i don't know if other people feel this way, but I don't always dance well with everyone. I feel like i'm a good dancer, but I just don't mesh with everyone I dance with if that makes sense. Me and "Ivy" (we'll call her), meshed very well on the dance floor. Total turn on!!

Since the bars were open another hour later last night, I got to spend some extra time with Ivy. Unfortunately for my wallet, the extra hour was a terrible thing! Before cabbing it back to my buddy's house, I walked Ivy and her friend back to their car where her friend drove home and I squeezed in a very nice makeout session.

All in all, I chalk this weekend up as a huge win. I had an amazing time with a different group of people each night, and although I drank way too much and spent far too much money, it was all worth it, and i hope next weekend is just as good.

My Idea of a Pick Me Up

I've been looking around lately and noticed that everyone is either Sick, or Grumpy lately. I have definitely been on the grumpy train the past few days. I am not really sure why, because I don't have any really good specific reasons, I just have been in a bad mood. Maybe it's something about the days being shorter and the sun not out as much to give me enough energy. Maybe its because the weather is getting colder. I DON'T KNOW!

The weather this weekend in Denver is going to be abnormally warm for this time of year. They are saying we could hit 80 tomorrow! IT'S NOVEMBER! That's ok though, because the past few days have been fairly warm and to help my crappy mood today, I took off at lunch, dropped the top on the Jeep, cranked up the Garth Brooks and just cruised around for the hour. I stopped at a couple places and took some pics to help remind myself of just how much I love that Jeep and that she is the only "Baby" I need.

I decided to throw in a couple strange Mountain view photos. Don't judge me, I'm not a photographer and these were taken with my phone. Aesthetically, they are crap, but I was just trying to do something different and fun.

I always feel good in my Jeep with the top down riding around. There's just something about it that makes me feel cooler than the rest of the drivers around me. I know it's stupid, but hey, we all need a little pick-me-up every once in a while.

It is now officially the weekend for me, so I will see y'all on Monday.

TGIF!!

Since when is practice a bad thing?

I was talking to a friend earlier today and somewhere in the conversation she got to talking about sitting on the couch cuddling up and not going out to the bars so much. I started to agree with her when she just laughed at me. Now it wasn't a little chuckle laugh, it was one of those laughs where is she was drinking something, she probably would have spit it all over the place.

I ask her why she laughed, and she said "Ryan, there is never a weekend when you don't go to the bars. I don't even have to text you anymore and ask what you are doing on a weekend night, because I already know"

"Ok, ok. So yes I go out every weekend. What's the big deal?" I asked.

She then goes on to tell me, in a long, round about way, that she could never see me just wanting to stay in cuddling on the couch with someone, because I am talking about a different woman every week and always trying to meet new ones.

I laughed this off at first and drove the conversation in a different direction, but now that this has sat in my head and brewed for a few hours, this is really bothering me. K's points were valid points yes, but that doesn't mean I don't have other wants and desires.

First, yes I go out every weekend. But that's because I'm a very social and outgoing person. I would much rather go out and meet new people then sit at home all alone and be bored out of my mind. Maybe I just have ADD, but i constantly have to be doing something or I get bored very easy. So there's that argument.

Second, just because I go out doesn't mean I would like to sit on the couch one night, cuddle up with someone special, and just enjoy a relaxing evening, while throwing in a few long make out sessions ;-)
Everyone enjoys that, at least i think so. But in order for that to happen, you have to meet that person that you want to sit down on the couch with. Which leads me to my next point.

Yes I am always talking about new women, but again, that's because whenever I meet someone, they totally seem fascinating at first, but maybe they only gave me their number because they were drunk. Or maybe after talking to them, they really aren't that interesting. I meet new women all the time because i haven't met THE WOMAN yet. Hence my single status. I am not single by choice, that is just what I have been given right now.

I am a totally nice guy, and I will play that card till the end. I'm not like some guy who can be an asshole and get any woman they want. I certainly have my asshole moments, but I was raised to respect a woman and treat her like a queen. So that's why I'm nice. Yes I have my fair share of sexual escapades, but I wasn't an asshole to get the girl to sleep with me. Nor am I an asshole after. Just because I stop talking to a girl, or am looking for new girls to meet, doesn't mean I'm on a sexual conquest of any sort. It just means that the right girl hasn't come around and stayed around yet. But that doesn't mean I'm just going to sit around and wait for the right one to fall in my lap, because I know that's doesn't happen. I have to keep trying to meet her. I see nothing wrong with meeting new women in search of my true love. I see it just like baking. Just because you fucked up a dish one time, does that mean you should stop trying to cook it? NO! Keep making that shit till it turns out the way you want it to.


Before I'm done ranting. I just want to say... WTF K?? Way to make me feel down tonight and remind myself that yea, I wish I had someone to say I love you to. I wish I had someone I could look forward to seeing every day, or other day, or what ever. I wish I could kiss the same pair of lips over and over again. I wish i didn't have to go to the bars every weekend to scope out new talent. And yea... I fucking wish I had someone to cuddle up on the couch and watch a movie with on a Friday or Saturday night!!! THANKS!


Also a thanks to Rachel for taking the words right out of my mouth in here Wednesday night post here.


HAPPY HUMP DAY!!

Something Intriguing About Balls

Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body.

But rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "Holy Shit...What a ride!"

This past weekend was completely... (insert synonym) AMAZING! This weekend will probably always be in my life's top 5 weekends of all time!! I spent all week working on my costume, and I can't believe it turned into such an EPIC costume.

I'm in them middle if you didn't guess... Ryan's Playplace

My rules & regulations (the sign on front) were the following...

• Only females over 18yrs old are allowed
• Must be under 6 ft tall
• No shoes allowed in the ball pit
• Shirts and other clothing optional
• Hands ARE allowed in the ball pit

Friday night went to a party with some friends where it was very difficult to move around the house, but I still managed. Moving around wasn't the worst part about the costume... going to the bathroom was! I would have pull the box as high as a could, while at the same time try to pull/push my boys out the bottom of the box through an elastic whole, while trying not to lose any balls. Not an easy task by any means. Friday was not too bad since I would just go outside into some bushes and as long as I was not peeing on myself, I was good.

I knew people would think my costume was funny, but I didn't expect women to flock to it the way they did. Every girl I met wanted to "Play with my balls". Absolutely hilarious! Friday was only a glimpse of what Saturday night was about to become.

I was invited to a couple parties, including a couple from girls I met Friday night. I vowed I wasn't going to the bars downtown after last year's experience. It was just utter chaos! I started at a party in the downtown area, where the folks there all decided they were going to the bars. Well, I called my other party options, and sure enough they were all going to the bars as well. I figured what the hell. I sucked it up, grabbed my wallet and joined the crowds. Best decision I made all weekend! Once at the bars, the women flocked to me once and wanted picture after picture. Wish I knew all the facebooks I am now on.

My best friend and I started to notice that people were randomly stealing my balls, so I decided to use this to my advantage. I grabbed a sharpie marker and started writing my name and number on the balls. Some were stolen out, some I gave out. But either way, it was genius! At one point a women approached me and asked what the maker was for. I told her that I wasn't carrying my phone do to not having pockets, and that the only way for me to get her number was for her to write it down on a ball. SHE DID! Again... GREAT IDEA!

I often end a weekend looking back and wondering how I could have made it better or more successful. Today I can only wonder how I will ever live up to this weekend ever again.

The only other thing I have to wonder about, is related to the rules of dating. I managed to add 5 new numbers to my phone. Now begins the game of.. "How soon do i call" "Should I text, or should I call" "How soon do I ask her to hang out again" Perhaps you will hear of those stories later in the week.

Hope y'all had amazing weekends also!! HAPPY MONDAY!!