Adam Merrello

I finally found love and it just left on a jet plane. What the fuck? I cried the whole way home. Now that I know this is real, what do I do? All I can think about is getting to where he is. But I still have so much here. At the moment it feels like so little and piddley. Life is nothing without someone you love to share it with. Plain and simple.

I feel like I have to give this everything that I have. Looking back on the last time I was in love, which was 2009, I realize I did not treat the guy or the relationship with the care that love demands. I realize how many mistakes I made with it, and I don't want to make those mistakes again. I want to unashamedly, undeniably, outlandishly pursue love with everything I have. What's different is that this feels so real, so possible. This man really is my equal, my partner in crime, my friend. He makes me laugh, he makes me cry, challenges me, and most of all makes me want to try. He inspires me to be the amazing woman he thinks I am.

And he lives in Hawaii. How we managed to go from hating each other to falling in love I will never understand. How two wild, "life-of-the-party" serial daters found each other and managed to talk their way into love is an infinite mystery. But it happened. It happened to me. Just the way I like, in the most unexpected and inconvenient way possible.

Holy shit......

I'm in love.

P.S. By the way, I have written several previous posts about this guy. He was "Risky Business" from my post Risk Business.

Catch up

I know I have not updated in awhile. This does not mean I have not been dating. Oh, I have. I'm on the last leg of my marathon. Since my last post I have been on dates with the following:

Investment Banker-I had a bad feeling about him from the beginning. He was constantly wanting me to text photos. He tried to jack off on our first date. I liked him, so I overlooked his indiscretion. Ultimately, I could tell he didn't want a commitment. Right after we agreed that we didn't want the same things he texted me to let me know he would be "up for fun" until 5.

Separated Guy-this guy was from my circle of friends. I was friendly with his wife. He had been moved out for 2 weeks when he began pursuing me...every night. When I said nicely that we should take things slow, he dropped off the radar. I had a feeling he was just trying to use me as a young piece of ass to throw in his 40-year old wife's face.

School Teacher-This was the guy who told me on the first date that he would be a Stay-At-Home-Dad if he could. He was also a little too short for me. And Boring.

Geeky Redneck Guy - He was too young for me. He was actually born in the 90's. That should have been the sign right there. But he was sweet, kind, and had WAY too many girlfriends. I know one day he'll shape up to be a great guy, but in the meantime he wanted to live for himself. His idea of a relationship was just completely selfish. All in all he just had one too many belt buckles (he actually won them :/ ).

Brazilian - Heeeeee'sss baaaaccccckkkkk :) Yes, the guy from my previous blog post called me in January to tell me he couldn't stop thinking about me. He also sat me front row at a Nuggets game. The moment I hopped into his truck, he played me a romantic song and sang it to me.

Josh from Tax class - This guy, I didn't even want to date!