Whew!

I was done... absolutely finished with dating. Was just told by a guy that I gave a second chance to that he changed his mind... again. BOO.

So. CopperTop and I had been emailing - I was hesitant due to his height (being slightly taller (1/2") than mine) - I tended to like tall guys. This guy, was everything I wasn't looking for. Physically. Then my friend slapped some sense into me, saying I would be pissed if someone judged me on my weight or height. This is true, so I went out with him, hugged him and he smelled like home, childhood, good smells we associate with love... then I met his dog, and well, 16 months later... you know how it goes. Girl, boy and bullmastiff all in a queen sized bed.

It was worth every rotten date. Every hurtful comment or reply. Every lie that was told in profiles, which proved themselves at meeting. I wouldn't trade it for the world.