So, dating the blue-eyed Irish man was intoxicating, however I think that we are afraid to go fast based on his 2 divorces in a Catholic family and my recent sad experiences with potential Mr. Rights. So having only spoken by phone several times and eagerly anticipating our next Sunday afternoon into the world of exploration into the possibilities of a future. I look forward to the singing to one another, Yea, really romantic, and the many little flirtations that made the last date so exciting, however, now I realize that in order to attract "Mr. Right" I must become the woman whom "Mr. Right" is attracted to. So in my reviewing of my recent dating experience I have discovered that I give my heart way too easily, that I wear my heart on my sleeve and that I give my power away way too easily, thus my "flicker" rubber band which I flick each time I obsessively think of " Blue Eyes" and plug in a new intention, my singing, my blog and my girl friends. On the right track to finding "Mr. Right, again"
to be continued