Jumping right in

I don't mean to skip over some things, but I just wanted to get straight to the present. A friend of mine has a blog..and she gives her boys letters to protect their identities. I would do the same thing, but the problem is, the second that one of my "situations" comes to this page, and reads it, they will definitely know who I am talking about. So, why not just be completely honest. I'm not going to lie..I hope that some of them read this..while others just happen to stay away. Since the page address will most definitely be on my facebook page, it's almost as if I'm sending a personal invitation to the end of my dating life. Oh well though, one of the problems with my marriage was our inability to be completely honest with each other, and since I don't want that to be an issue in my future wife, I might be eliminating my chances with certain girls. Oh well...here goes.

Lets talk about my current situation. For once in my life I'm capable of dating around. I'm not really sure why this is happening right now, but I'd say that I'm pretty fortunate to have a few girls around me. As much as I enjoy hanging around them, I know that none of them are exactly what I'm looking for. I'm not really sure what I am looking for, but sanity is a plus. So..I promised that I would write about some funny situations that I have been involved in. Lets just say, a friend hooked a brother up with one of his friends. One night at outback I was introduced to Sarah through Paul. It seemed as though there was interest on both sides so sure enough, we ended up hanging out later on that night. I had heard stories about this girl, but I'm never one to judge someone right away. We had fun talking that night and I did something that I have never done before...which was kiss someone the day that I met them. It was definitely a cool experience. Over the next few days, we chatted via text. She came in to outback 2 days in a row which I didn't mind considering that I thought she was cute, meanwhile stressing about a hostess that I had taken out a few times being there when she came in. I went to Sarah's house after work on those nights and she brought up the fact that I hadn't taken her out on a date...so that next day I asked her to my house for dinner. She had plans and said that she would call me after she was done. So...4 o'clock rolls around...then 5...then 6...then 7. I hadn't heard from her so I asked one of my roomies to go eat dinner with me at Outback. Right as we were leaving he said that the Amanda's where coming with us. This wasn't a date by any means, we were all just friends going out to dinner...everyone pays for themselves kind of thing. But on the outside...it totally looked like a date. Keep in mine...I'm stressing about who would be working considering one of Sarah's best friends works as a hostess there. So, the first thing I do when I get there is go straight up to Amanda and tell her I'm not on a date. I still hadn't heard from Sarah at 8 o'clock, when all the sudden, I get a phone call from Paul saying that Sarah was on her way to outback to meet Amanda for dinner. When she got there, she walked by the table and didn't say anything. I got up from the table...which was in the middle of dinner, and went straight up to her and tried to explain, only to have her blow me off because from her point of view, she just met a guy who claimed to be a good guy who looked like he was lying about not being on a date with someone when he looked like he was. IT WASN'T A DATE. So, I went back to the table and realized how funny/stressful my situation really was. So, after dinner, I go home and try to salvage this thing by trying to call her roommate for help. I ended up going over there that night but I could tell that she wasn't over it yet. Anyways, I have jumped right in to relationships before so I wasn't putting any limits on what could and couldn't happen with her. She was the first girl that I really kissed since being married. I had been presented with the opportunity to kiss other girls, but I wasn't able to for one reason or another. Anyways, something was said about 3 weeks ago where I was somewhat driven away. I have these rules for myself when it comes to dating. The minute that I hear that someone doesn't like me, I will immediately quit talking to that person in order for me to avoid the hurt involved. So, just as I was almost over what happened...I get a phone call from her. I was caught off guard because girls who don't want to date guys, don't call them. Anyways, after 3 weeks of not seeing her, she calls me at 3am to come over. I had the stomach flu that day so I had to decline. I saw her for the first time again last night, and I was really excited to see her. She totally has be wrapped around her finger, and I hate it. I asked her out for tonight, but I found that I am being ignored today, not really sure why, but once again, it seems like someone is jumping to conclusions. Well, I think I killed this bird, time to go out and make more stories for blogging.

The beginning

Well...as promised(to one person) I now am the happy owner of a blog. I figure that I will post more then one blog tonight so in this one I want to give you a little background on my life up to this point. I'm getting older...I am starting to get to the age where I hate that question..how old are you Steve?? I was born in California..therefore I like water, warmth..but not heat, and blonde girls. Don't worry, I have dated brunettes too, I wouldn't want to discriminate on them as they tend to be a little less laid back then me. I'm digging myself in a ditch here...moving on. I think I'm not as shy as I once was considering that when I was 12 every time I saw Julie Bradshaw I would nearly faint before I would talk to her. My Dad tells me that he was the same way when he was younger, which didn't give me any comfort at all. I moved to Colorado at age 14 which was the hardest thing to do for me considering I'd be moving to a place where I didn't know anyone. The shyness didn't wear off until about a year ago, so meeting new friends was hard, until I started hanging out with kids from church. I spent most of high school...and life..trying to get girlfriends, which looking back was such a waste considering I don't talk to anyone from high school. Anyways...moving on. I served a mission for a month before complications arose where I needed to go home. It was nothing to do with being worthy, just lack of sleep and personal time. I'm frustrated with how long this is already. Long story short, I had 3 girls cheat on me in a row...each time was worse then the first and the first one involved my girlfriend and my roommate, so you can imagine if that was the least life altering out of the 3 what the others were. So...that started the pathway to self destruction I guess. After 5 years of doing very little with my life, I moved out to Utah(this has nothing to do with the people that I met during this part of my life, many of whom are still my best friends). I moved away to start my life over, and that's exactly what I did. Well..skipping over about a year, I met someone special. We were married just like good Provo Mormon kids...in the temple, in love, and without fully knowing one another. After a short marriage, I find myself single again, and I couldn't be happier. beginning