Summer Breezes and Calm Waters

After such a whirlwind of activity, there has been a much-appreciated quiet on the home front. I went out of town for a few days, which included a text to McBride canceling our dinner plans. His obsessive texting was just too much for me...

When I told some of my girlfriends back home about my recent dating ventures and the 33-year-old texting fiend, they all said, "Oh, waaay too old." What can I say? They know my taste in men!

And this whole Coug Bait endeavor is progressing nicely, though I can only see it ending badly. He is incredibly busy these days, so it's my absolute DREAM quasi-relationship, because I don't see him at all (or worry about others seeing us), but we text a little bit every day. So I have enough time to peruse online prospects, check out the local farmers markets for bearded beauties, and attend summer weddings as a single lady, all while having my self-esteem boosted daily and gaining motivation to improve my dateability factor (you know, cooking with fresh vegetables instead of eating pizza all the time...). I mean, this is pretty much how I look while texting him:

Unfortunately, I fear the day when he has much more free time on his hands and wants to hangout more...