Spring Has Sprung

Ah, spring has come early to Chicago this year.

The warm weather has me daydreaming of pressing up against hard bodies on bikes, and making new friends with boats.

I have kept my interest in Mr. Chef - and he got kudos for not being too upset I had to cancel our date last week. Some how, we still send entirely way too many texts to one another throughout the day (every day). I am surprised I have not tired of him yet. I still think he's sweet and I do still worry that he is looking for something more than what I am. He sent me a sweet email last week, which did not say FWB to me, but it made me smile so I won't hold it against him.

And while I have gotten away from the Sugar Baby world, this guy seems like he wants someone to spoil. I won't say no. He already got me a Victoria's Secret gift card. That took me off guard a little bit, but he seems harmless. Also on the plus side, he keeps saying he wants to take me to his weekend home on the lake, where he says he has all sorts of toys. And a boat. Yeah, I'm sure we can be friends this summer! We plan on getting together at the end of this week.

Mr. Italy continues to try and reach out to me. He also seems harmless but is way more prone to dirty talking and perverted comments, which I do not mind at all. However, we have met a couple times and I enjoy his company but we do not have the chemistry I feel I have with Mr. Chef. I'm not sure why he hasn't given up on me after all this time. I may just have to go for a ride on his new Ducati since the weather has warmed up considerably here.

I am still on the look-out for new prospects but I don't like to set too high of expectations. It's hard enough to find one decent guy around here.

Save The Drama For Your Mama

I've been majorly MIA for a few months. I gave the "real" relationship one last shot. And as per usual, it ended badly. It takes a lot for me to trust someone fully and I fully understand trust must be earned. However, I am an independent person. I like to have time for myself or out with friends without having the boyfriend tag along behind me like some lost puppy. Finding that happy medium can be extremely difficult.

It proved to be the downfall of my most recent relationship.

I have been tame the past couple of months. I haven't gone out with my girlfriends near enough or gone out to dance. I spent my time with my man or at my home, enjoying alone time. But after a while, that gets old.

This past weekend, I said screw it! I put on my new boots and went out with the girls to a bar. Not even a club. Just a bar for some drinks and much needed catching up. I had no intention of meeting guys or "misbehaving".

But the boyfriend's buddy sent him a text saying he thought he saw me at a club grinding up on some juiced up dude. Then he proceeds to run into my boyfriend's x-best-friend who apparently severely dislikes me. I'm assuming this is due to his lack of communication with her since we got together. Not my problem I can out victorious...

She spent her evening trash talking me and making a scene. While my boyfriend starts questions my intentions while I'm out. All the while unsuspecting old me is having a good time with her girlfriends.

When I came home to find that not only did his buddy find me to be some sort of easy chick, my boyfriend has no trust in me, and his trash-spewing slut of a friend was bad-mouthing me, I was livid.

I hate relationships for this exact type of scenario. I mean, really, people? We have absolutely nothing better to do on a Saturday night but butt into other people's personal business?

This is especially bogus to me considering I was 6 towns over minding my own business.

Needless to say, I have wiped my hands clean of it.

No time for bullshit here!