Sunday, March 21, 2010

The picker's on the fritz Written February 5, 2010

It is so amazing how off I am when it comes to picking men. I used to have a rule about not dating anyone younger than I.  In fact he had to be at least 5 years older than me. In June 2009 I met and fell hard for the Latino with the luscious lips. He was 37, 6 years younger.  Can you say C-O-U-G-A-R?  My friends called him my Tiger Cub.  We were passionate about everything. You literally could not wipe, smack or beat the smile off my face to save your life. I was so blissfully happy I had finally let go and let someone into my life and heart.  I hadn't let anyone get remotely close to me emotionally since Javi's dad. (yes that was before my last X husband.  Sad I know.)  Now, in retrospect, it seems odd that everyone who knows me had told me that the Latino with the luscious lips looked like a chunky version of Javi's dad. Same smile, same face, same cocky attitude. Well they both did have one thing in common. I loved them and we had incredible sexual chemistry.
Lips n I at Compadres sports bar.  One our last dates Oct 2009


Turns out Lips was separated, not two weeks before we met, and still married with no divorce in sight. In fact, his excuse when he broke up with me was he was going to fight to get his wife and family back, so he could no longer see me. WOW!!! Ouch! I was still in love with him and boy did that hurt! Yes it left a mark.  He still stalks me to this day.  He calls and leaves messages like he's my love mentor.  'Try to love someone else mija.  Let someone love you.'   Weird!

Shortly after Lips pulverized my heart, I met a nice young man that I wasn't attracted to at all.  He was not Latino.  We went on our first date the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. We met for dinner at 8pm and said our good-byes at 5am Wednesday morning in the restaurant parking lot. We had talked all night. Gotta love a man who can carry on a conversation. This boy can talk.

Second date I invited him to see a movie Wednesday evening. "The Blind Side" We watched the 10pm show and stayed up til 5am again. We went to Starbucks for coffee afterward and sat and talked some more.  Okay he talked I listened.  We even met a woman and her daughter and talked with them for a good couple hours as well. We finally left and went to have some breakfast. Oh my! He had me rolling! He made me laugh so hard. I kept telling him 'I must be delirious from the sleep deprivation, because you can't be that funny.' He assured me he was, in fact, that funny.  I don't even know what we talk about, but it was captivating. We kept telling each other we should leave but never did until after dark, close to 7.

I was excited. He wasn't really my type and I wasn't really attracted to him, but he intrigued me. Two all night dates and not so much as a peck? What's wrong with him? (I know, I know, not 'what's wrong with me?'...As if!) Then a third date. He invites me to see Planet 51. I drove the hour plus drive out to meet him at his work (a movie studio) to see it in a screening room for the employees.  It was cute movie. We again stayed up talking til the sun came up. Still not even hand holding! Finally when it was most definitely time to leave, he did it. Yes indeed ladies and gentlemen, my pet peeve!  The question... "Can I kiss you?"...  What is that? I prefer a confident man, an in control and take charge kind of guy.  You know, the pull you by the hair and drag you back to the cave kind of guy, who doesn't ask if he can kiss you because he knows he can!  But, alas, he is not!   The kiss was nice, although none that followed have been quite as nice.  Yes I said it, just nice.   I once told my X husband(#2) that I would cheat just to make out with someone who knows how to kiss well. hmmm. yummmm.  I do love a man with a gift for kissing.  Luscious Lips was a damn good kisser.  He could nearly knock me off my feet with his delicious kisses.  Come to think of it so was my first X.  He gave me the take your legs out from under you and sweep you away kind of kisses.  This guy, not even close.  It was just nice.

Well we go out almost every weekend.  I usually go out to see him.  He lives in the valley, close to LA and the entertainment industry he works in.  I find myself wondering why.  I'm not attracted to him.  He has anger management issues, and OCD issues, and ADD ADHD issues, let's face it he's got the whole damn subscription not just a few issues...  And, he yells.  I like him less and less the more I get to know him.

He invited me to go on a road trip with him to meet the family.  L.A. to Texas then Oklahoma.  Lord his family put the fun in dysfunction!  He and his brother are so hostile and crotchety.  Well I understand why the dad is the way he is.  Those sons of his!  Wow talk about disrespecting their mom.   She is a wonderful Christian woman, but the men in that family, wow.  First day I wanted to hide under a rock and wish them into a cornfield!  After arriving at his family's home in Texas, I was informed that we would be taking a trip to Oklahoma to see the Festival of Lights.  It was a beautiful sight.   Just ignore all the negativity Christy and it will go away...NOT!  Soon thereafter nagging, name calling, profanities and insubordination reigned.  Everything was such drama.  I had a good time, despite it all.  Mostly because I hung out with his mom and talked.  She couldn't apologize enough.  Poor thing, I could tell she was embarrassed at their behavior, but was helpless to do anything.   I was on eggshells the whole time.  I had never seen him this way before.   Boy did he show his true colors.  I did not like it at all, NO I did not, and told him so.

Me n Mr. Yelly Potty Mouth 
New Years 2010 in Chikasha,OK.

After we got back from the trip, things have gone from bad to worse.  He has issues with lateness.  He was always late, but not like 5-10 minutes but hours and days.  His parents had confided that he had lost several jobs because of it.  He was due to arrive at their house on Sunday and we got there on Wednesday... We didn't even leave until Monday, a good 9 hours after he told me we needed to leave.  Finally he confides in me that his last girlfriend told him he had anger management issues and he was in therapy for his lateness.  I asked if the counselor helped with his anger management.  He got angry and yelled at me that he had no anger management issues.  uh huh.  No way I was gonna ask about the OCD issues or anything else.

On one particular occasion, he made me wait 6 hours for him to get going.  We were supposed to go out for breakfast at 10am.  It was literally after 4pm in the afternoon when he was finally ready.  Then the place I had chosen was apparently too far for him to wait to eat.  He was literally screaming profanities at the top of his lungs at me because he didn't want to drive too far.  This after he had made me wait 6 hours for his lazy OCD ADHD ass to get ready.  I told him that yelling, in my mind is unacceptable behavior.  He told me he didn't respond well to threats.  I assured him it was no threat merely a statement of fact.  I still keep going out to see him, although I don't know why.

Well we're still dating, I think. I have been busy with tax season and all.  I haven't responded to his emails or text or calls.  We haven't seen each other in 2 weeks. this weekend I have free time, but it seems like he doesn't.  Well let me explain.   On this road trip to visit his parents, he got a speeding ticket and this weekend he has to do the traffic school.  So much for a relaxing weekend with him.  (can ya smell the sarcasm?)  He's got too much going on this weekend. I'll be bored, right?  I don't want to be a distraction...   My feeling is at this point, why bother.

Just don't really want to be the one to do the breaking up.  He has to know already, right???

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