We've got a new horse in the race...

First off, I apologize to anyone whom I didn't return calls or emails to this week. It's been nuts. I showed clients all day Monday, worked all day Tuesday (yes, I was actually in the office working), then starting feeling a little green. Tuesday night and Wednesday morning I was battling a little case of the stomach flu. Luckily it didn't hit me too hard...12 hours and I was in remission. Even felt well enough to drink a few beers with a friend on Wednesday evening (and about 7 mojitos last night). Yesterday was insane. I mean insane. From 7am until 10:30pm last night I didn't stop. I had back-to-back 'stuff' going on. Needless to say, it's been busy. I know, it's just a big ole' excuse, but if I hurt your feelings by not responding to you, I'm sorry.

Sooo.....maybe you want to hear the juicy details of my lunch date on Wednesday??? Sorry, didn't happen (see stomach flu bit above). I didn't feel bad about cancelling because I went back to this dudes profile on Tuesday night and somehow I missed the fact he is 6 feet tall (which I have learned means he's about 5'10) and weighs 160. So he's a lean machine...to most people that would be ok. But I have a rule. The rule is I can't date anyone who weighs less than me. Sorry, just can't do it. Things were left with him that we would reschedule for next week, but I'm in no big hurry. I feel bad because I keep blowing him off but I've had shit going on. I might go to lunch with him anyway (who says no to a free lunch these days?) Am I horrible or what??? So I now have a new name for this one: McSkinny.

And now, the new horse in the race. Tonight I have a little drink date with a new guy (another match victim). We just started 'emailing' on Wednesday and this one might be a winner. He seems normal, has a good job, owns a house, and did I mention he's totally cute (in a my-type preppy kind of way?). We'll see when I meet him tonight, but so far all things are pointing to 'good'. And to top things off, we both love country music. That's a little exciting for me. And it wouldn't be right not to name him (although it's a little premature): McCountry. I'll surely let you know how this one goes. I'm giving myself a new rule on first dates: I am limited to 3 drinks (however in my rule book, double bourbon and sprites do only count as one).

For those who are keeping track, McScotty is still around. I am definitely keeping him at arms length and to be honest, it feels good. I am in total control of that one. He actually called yesterday to ask me out on a date. Novel concept! Who knew telling him I wanted to date other people would turn out so well.

Life is good my friends...life is good.

PS: Have you heard? My 2 year old daughter can count from 1-10 (in order) by herself. Woo-Hoo this girl is smart (just like her mommy!).