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Crap!!!!!!! I got the totally wrong CD today for a single woman. I got Harry Con*ick Jr. For the love of pete that man can sing. I will listen to it this once and I think it needs to be saved for when I get a boyfriend. It may be awhile before this CD is listened to again. LOL This is one most definately best listened to at night, with a glass of wine and a gorgeous man beside me. *sigh* One day...:)
I'm too picky...that is my problem. But the way I see it...why settle for second rate? I want someone I am attracted to mentally, emotionally and physically. I fully believe that if one or two of those are missing...the relationship will falter. No doubt in my mind.
There are some definate prospects but I'm not jumping the gun (or into bed) with any of them. I respect myself too much to do either of those. :)
I went and looked at another house today. It was cute and had definate potential. It would take some work to get it totally updated but once that was done....very nice. I have yet to go inside though. I did like the yard and area it is in. Lots of room for my kids to play and just be kids without trash mouthed neighbors and gossip. Hey what a concept!!! Letting a kid be a kid. Gotta love it. We will see what the inside looks like and I'll take it from there. It's fun going out and looking for something though. Scary though doing it as a single and not a married. But hey...if I can survive the garbage I've gone through in my life...I can definately handle this.

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