No babies for me
MX *** 2 sprays neck
black leggings, sweatshirt, brown boots
I have been extremely sensitive because the guy I’ve been seeing confessed he is actually not okay with me not wanting children. We had just gotten extremely close and this time I was not secretive about my intentions- He was. So I was determined to hit the town and meet some new hunnies. or at least distract myself enough to ignore how I’m really feeling.
I had my IUD switched and it hurt like hell. I was a little bed-ridden and this boy toy offered to bring me food. I had not seen him in many months and I was not about to pass up the gesture. He’s an interesting character, self-made success, almost a lawyer, really brilliant, but a total dork. He shows up in an amazing suit and shoes (oh man do I miss my MTA business boys!!!) straight after work with some wings. He even lets me take a picture of his get-up- drool!
We eat in peace and I invite him to see my friend’s band later that night. We hug good-bye and I tell him he smells good and I remark how great it is that he doesn’t smell like cigarettes. He only smokes when he is wasted and that’s what killed it for me, making out with an ashtray made me nauseous.
So I meet my friends at the bar and as soon as I walk in, my friend on stage sees me, makes eye contact, gets excited and whispers my nickname into the microphone. All eyes are on me! Great- not looking or feeling great- hey town.
Dude is totally acting like my boyfriend and it’s kind of annoying. He is purchasing all my drinks, putting his arm around me, and trying to “claim” me. We haven’t even been together in forever! He leans down to kiss me and I say outright “Don’t you dare kiss me in public or I’ll beat you.” I’m very sensitive about PDA- only real boyfriends get to do it with me, not hook ups. He calls me out on it and thinks it is because I’m trying to mack on other people at the bar. It’s so far from the truth- guys love a chase- and many small town guys respect a girl who is “taken” but they are also very alpha and willing to throw down to compete.
Anyway, the night ends abruptly because we had to go end some friend drama, but needless to say there was no hooking up. I did convince him to come over after I put out some fires and we just snuggled.
MX *** 2 sprays chest
leggings, loose embroidered shirt, boots, leather jacket
My new neighbors (also in the medical field) invite me out and we join a few doctors from my hospital at this new taco bar by our house. We are both so relieved that we get along (me especially since that house has been empty the whole time I’ve lived here) and decide to meet one of my rowdiest girlfriends at this venue type bar. She gets us all in for free and she’s there celebrating a little baby’s birthday (21!) He is cute but he had little teenage pimples! Holy shit! So this hammered birthday boy is all over me trying to mack on me but I’m going to white girl say, “I just couldn’t even.”
The bartender/manager and I have already spent some time alone together because the rowdy girl is convinced we are “soul mates.” He is super happy to see me and gives me a kiss on the cheek over the bar. He was very kind with the ahem… drinks. I think he is handsome but a bar manager?
Speaking of bar managers… I have been dating another one in town- NO SEX. Right? You sure you’re talking to the same LadyS? Yes… Yes you are. You will not believe what boring town USA has done to me.
Anyway, at his holiday party at the end of the year, there was this super cute guy who was picking on me really hard. I couldn’t understand why he was being such an ass- until I saw him around town last weekend when I was still with my boy on the night we decided to end things because of the baby thing.
I confronted him and asked why he didn’t like me and he said he was only giving me a hard time because he knew I could handle it. Okay- whatever. So he tells the bar manager he sees me, who gets mad at me for not seeing him, and flash forward to the current weekend when I run into the bar manager’s cute friend again.
I go up to him, fuck with him a little, and we start flirting. He comes on to me pretty hard pouring out really cute compliments, "I really like you. I’ve liked you since I met you. What’s your deal with…?? I respond with the truth. He points to my body, “I mean this is all great and all but its what’s in here that really turns me on about you” while touching my head. He goes off about how great it is that I’m a doctor, tells me his dad is in the same field (uh-oh, do I work with him?!) and is just all about me. He asks me for my number and I give it to him. He leaves to take care of his friends, and I go back to my neighbors who are determined to get shit-faced.
The shots do not stop. I kid you not, I barfed a little in my mouth after one and had to swallow it at the bar. I excuse myself to the bathroom to try to get it together, freshen up a bit, and see that cute boy has called me twice. I call him back, he wants to meet up, I tell him I am too drunk to be out in public and I’m just going to go home. He offers to meet me there so I text him my address. The neighbors are upset that I am too drunk to join them for pizza, but I really need to get out of the public’s eye, asap.
When I pull up to my house and see cute boy in my driveway, I say out loud in the cab “who the fuck is that?” The driver gets concerned, I have to reassure him that oh, no don’t worry sir, this drunk bitch actually INVITED this man over.
So flash forward a few hours, he is leaving and I only remember the end part of us hooking up. Damnit… LadyS you really wanted this one! I confess this the next day and he offers to “refresh my memory” the following day and I agree. He ends up flaking last minute and it pisses me off- wait a second boy, weren’t you the one that was soooo into me? Were you just saying all that shit to get in my pants? So I call him out and basically cut him off. A few days later, I’m still really annoyed, so I ask him point blank what is his issue, and he tells me that I was gushing all about what I wanted in my future husband and what type of wife I would be all while we were hooking up. AGH. Omg- black out drunk me is a train wreck. He confirms he does not want anything serious and was just trying to hook up. (Why? With a psycho bitch talking about marriage? I don’t even believe in marriage! Oh god)
So. Fucking. Embarrassing.
And also totally hilarious. Apparently, we “immediately” started hooking up. Yeah… no don’t remember. I’m a beast.
So… that’s probably the end of that.
(note to self: maybe don’t do shots? especially ones that make you barf in your mouth?)
I had also drunk dialed the baby-craving ex. We talked about how much we missed each other. He tells me later that he cried after we got off the phone. I end up having a really rough week (health wise- more details to come, or not?) and he was being extremely supportive despite not physically being here for me as he works out of town. All my friends here came through for me, it was really reassuring. He also tells me he is coming home this weekend and I tell him I want to see him. He offers to make me dinner and it’s like we are starting all over again, but we are not.
At work, I’m miserable, my surgeon eye candy is not there but has been really supportive of me lately as well. (there was some mini-drama between him and this girl he went on one date with who is also my “friend” which made me really nervous- I was so worried she was going to tell him how much I liked him. It included me and he was not happy with me- not worth even talking about) One of the techs pulls me out of my office on my admin day “Dr.___, can you come with me please?” I suspiciously look at her, “what is this about? I am busy..” she says, “Your day is just about to get a whole lot better.” She walks me into the main front waiting room and there is this huge flower display with balloons on the front desk. I’m kind of mortified, wanting to make sure these are for me, and kinda nervous because I have no idea who would send this to me, thinking ‘omg please don’t be from some creepy patient.’
Everyone huddles around and is dying to know who they are from. I’m scared to even open the card in front of everyone in the waiting room. But I couldn’t resist, I open it and it’s a very sweet note about being strong, staying incredible, and hoping that the week ends better than it started. From, yes, baby-crazy ex.
It’s so amazingly sweet that I burst into tears right there in front of everyone. I quickly take it back into my office and I don’t even want to look at it**. **
Someone else is going to get to have this amazing man their whole life, and its not going to be me.
It hurts like hell.
I’ve never gotten flowers delivered to work before in my life, and of course the surgeon is not there to get jealous at all. I hope he hears about it through the gossiping women.
All I want to do is put up walls, build an army of sexy lovers to lean on when my sweet boyfriend finds a girl he wants to impregnate, so that I don’t crumble.
I’m invincible.
I will not fall.
"what we have is great and we don’t need any third or forth part here " he says… 
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