The morning we slept in and had brunch (Date #4, Part Deux)

For part one of this date, go to this post

I completely forgot to mention my footwear. Tony had said in an earlier date that he really liked heels, in response to a question I casually asked him about fetishes. Trying to suss things out, you see.

So I brought a pair of high heeled boots to his house. I have had them for almost a decade and they are crazy sexy. Since I am in the northern hemisphere it’s winter, so I figured I would remove my winter boots and put these boots on when I got to his place. Continue reading

I'm cursing my libido right now.

While things are good with Tony (who right now is on a solo trip for a few nights) I haven’t seen him since Sunday night.

This may not be a problem emotionally (although y’all know I want more time with him), but it’s a problem physically.

Pretty sure I’ve mentioned my libido is damn high. I’ve been accused of being a nymphomaniac and insatiable. The latter I believe, the former I’m not sure I know enough of the technical definition and right now don’t feel like looking it up.

All that to say, I want to get laid pretty much all the time.

So, I have this great guy who can see me once a week and maybe twice. This is not enough. Continue reading

E X C L U S I V I T Y | Aka what have I gotten myself into

Well, it has happened.

I am in an exclusive relationship. Has been that way for a while – since our first date, apparently – but was confirmed last night.

I am happy and scared at the same time.

There is so much more to write but a) I have to sleep and b) I will have 5 hours on an airplane tomorrow and intend to hopefully write content for the rest of the week, as I will be at a work trip.

I like Tony. A lot. Turns out he likes me too. Enough for neither of us to want to be distracted by anyone else.

My emotional needs are starting to be met but the physical? Not so much.

It’s not perfect, but I think we are well matched. But I have no idea if I can do this.

More to come, guaranteed.

I enjoy buying garbage bags for my man.

This happened before our exclusivity conversation.

I like doing nice things for people. I’m not always the most thoughtful and selfless, but I have my moments. Here’s a wee example.

The night Tony made me dinner at his place we got onto the topic of garbage can bags. We both have kitchen garbage cans by Simple Human, and this is not a brand where any generic bag will do. It’s all messy and drives me a little crazy.

Not sure why, but one time at my place I told him about one time when my recycling bin got chucked along with the recycling, leaving me needing to buy a new insert for my bin. I couldn’t get it delivered to my country so had one delivered to a family member in another country… along with 200 of the garbage bags I needed. They are expensive in my country and a pain in the ass to buy.

So at his place, he mentioned he was frustrated because he was almost out of bags and they were hard to find.

I know, I know… you are thinking “wow such exciting topics Ann… no wonder you can’t keep a man”. Continue reading

Exclusive but not serious.

A reader commented that my post about exclusivity with Tony sounded “serious”.

I hadn’t really thought about it that way, but it got me thinking – is this serious? Why did I want exclusivity and is it good for me right now?

First things first. I don’t have a lot of time or emotional energy to spend on multiple men right now. I have written about this before.

I need some space to focus on other things in my life. My son, my friends, and work, namely. Taking all this time to find men to date, then actually date them, is exhausting and distracting from other things that matter more. Mentally and emotionally it’s a good thing for me to be able to focus on one person. Continue reading

The best sex yet was with my kid downstairs.

Last week from Tuesday through Saturday I was away on a trip for work. It was an annual awards event for a few divisions in my company. It was great fun but exhausting.

I hadn’t seen Tony in almost two weeks (not since the debacle with my son in the middle of the night). I was three time zones away from home and up late partying most nights. My Mom had been staying overnight at my place while I was away. On Saturday, my plane was delayed and I didn’t get home until 9:45pm. I missed putting my son to bed, and I was disappointed about that.

My Mom and I chatted for a few minutes and she asked me if I was having company – and I said yes, Tony was coming over shortly. Continue reading

Perhaps I should just avoid all electronic communications.

I didn’t see Tony on Friday night as we had originally planned. His work went later than expected (he had given me advance warning of this) and didn’t finish until well after midnight.

My son was with my parents, away for the weekend. I was to join them on Saturday.

I chose to use my alone time to tackle some crap in the house, and to just be…alone. It hasn’t happened much lately, and sometimes I just need my space. While I appreciated the time alone, I’m frustrated with my every-two-week dating pattern with Tony. We are supposed to have a “real” date this Friday. And he might do a late night visit tomorrow night. I really really hope so. Continue reading

Why not just cheat like everyone else?

That’s the question of the day. I was supposed to see Tony on Friday but he ended up working until well after midnight. Then it was supposed to be tonight… tonight looked like a good chance, he said.

No word from him all day. I know when he’s working sometimes it’s like that. At 6pm I checked in and he said chances were slim: less than 25%.


As much as I am trying to be all chill about not seeing him, and as much as I know it is good to have some time and space, at times like these I most certainly DO NOT like it at all. Continue reading

Perhaps the universe is listening.

This morning I’m giving a presentation in a boardroom meeting. My phone briefly lights up with an incoming text message. It’s Tony:

Good morning – hope your day is going well.

I say good morning back when I’m out of my meeting, letting him know I booked us for bowling on Friday at 7pm. I offered to plan our date on Friday, at least part of it, and we’ve been joking about who is a better bowler. My city has a downtown, hip, bowling location that is sure to be fun.

The good morning text pleased me. I had told him a few weeks ago that while I didn’t want to be constantly texting him (or anyone), it was nice to at least get a “good morning” or “good evening” to let me know he’s thinking of me. Since then, I know he’s been trying and he told me as such. Continue reading

Here's your sugar dose for the day.

I am in full-on purging mode (two more big bags of stuff went away yesterday) and am also dealing with the really old items on my to-do list. The Royal Doulton figurines I got from Will’s aunt that I have no affection for and no reason to keep? The pre-amp I no longer need with my new turntable? Hello eBay!!

Tonight I asked my son who he wanted to share his school photos with (yes, the ones taken in September).

Here’s who was on his list: Continue reading