Tueday...blah's...

So, it's just another Tuesday...I am just bored out of my mind today, and I'm not really sure why that is.  My daughter is here visiting until Thursday, the weather is beautiful, and I am bored.  It makes no sense.  Maybe it has to do with the fact that I've been running around like crazy in the past couple of weeks, so much so, that I haven't even had time to blog.

I had a date on Sunday night...casual dating just sucks.  Am still talking to another gentleman, and he is a gentleman, which makes a big difference, but nothing serious on the futurecast.  We'll see what happens.

I'm just not into the dating scene.  I don't care for it, and I don't understand the rules these days.  I think that if a man is interested in me, enough so, to have asked for my contact information, and I was interested enough to give it to him, he should be calling me within 48 hours.  Don't think that I'm being unreasonable.  Also, if I send a text message, then answer it.  If you aren't interested in me, just say so...it's so much easier than just ignoring it.  Whatever...I just don't get it.

So, had a court hearing for my son yesterday, and they are hoping to close our his case on May 15th.  YAY!  Court still just drains me, both physically and emotionally.  I called the Jefferson County, WV Courthouse today, only to be told that my soon-to-be-ex-husband did NOT file any papers with them, and that I could have filed here in PA about 2 months ago.  He said he filed papers...there's nothing there...I don't think that the clerk is lying to me.  I can't abide liars.  I don't see the reason for it.

So, that's been my week so far...it's going to get busier the rest of this week, and now, I need to go and make dinner for my daughter, Momma P, and Pap!

20-something boys!

So, if the title of this blog post didn't get your attention, I'm not sure what will. Lately, I've been going out a lot.  Usually Friday nights will find my friend/sister, Rachel, at a club with live music, and Sunday nights will find me a local sports bar with Danny, shooting pool.  


The past few times that I've been out, I've been noticing something interesting. 20-something boys are hitting on me.  I don't know what that is all about.  It's flattering, certainly, however, I'm starting to wonder if I don't have the word "teacher" or "tutor" tattooed on my forehead.  It's kind of scary.  Where are the MEN in my age range?


Not that 20-something boys aren't fun, they are, and they're good for kissing, but not too much else, for a woman like me.  I want a man.  I'm not looking for a boy.  I've got 3 sons.  I don't need another one.  I'm not looking to teach someone, and I'm not a cougar.  


So, where does this leave me?  Well, I guess, I'll have some fun with the 20-something boys while it lasts!