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I'm not calling you daddy

In 2007, I was newly single and thought to myself,  wow... dating is kind of crazy and I really should write a blog about it.  However,  being the serial Monogamous that I was at the time, I then entered a relationship that lasted 3 years. So that was scratched for a while...

Who knew that a decade later ...and 200,000 dick pics later that I'd be saying the same thing. I am a relatively cute,  awesome female on the market for most of 6 years with limited success. I have a brain,  a career,  a big ass, a welcoming smile and a ton of guy friendly interests and yet Mr. Right has evaded my every turn.  These are my stories,  past and present... and I share them because some of the world just doesn't believe me.  A lot of happily married women cannot wrap their brain around dating in these modern times.. where the dick Pic is the standard.. where after a few friendly messages guys ask you what you're wearing and if you mind calling them daddy. For the record..

YES I FUCKING MIND!

Be ready to be in disbelief as I visit memory lane and create new memories for you... my soon to be fans... I will have stories,  screenshots, thoughts and hard learned lessons to share.  For example, I have learned that you  never ever go to another country to visit someone you have not at least video chatted with... bad bad idea. Yep,  i will get there.

The road to love has been bumpy, hilarious,  sad and scary... but at least I can be excited about this :)

Allow me a little time to settle in and get started. Be back soon.

Rainy










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