So I've hinted around these blog parts that I've been making a casual attempt at the dating scene for once in my life. (No more nose-dives into relationships.) I saw one guy here and there, but that kind of fizzled. Then I had a very good morning date that ended in a very bad evening Google search. Since that fiasco, I met up with two other fellows. One was a not-too-bad but not-sparks-flying gelato date. And the other just didn't have any sparks at all.
I eagerly, excitedly looked forward to this date all eight hours of work today.
I came straight home, changed clothes, and prepared myself for the romance...
Here I am reunited with my one true love.
Tall. Dark. Bold. A little sweet. And very smooth.
He's always there for me---morning, noon, and night.
He's the strong, silent type.
And right now he's particularly steamy.
I love how my hand fits just right around his... handle?
Ohhh, my beloved Coffee.
A coffee date with myself and this blog is definitely what I needed. I just prefer my own company to that married men and underwhelming not-my-types. Did you really think I'd found the perfect man so fast? Ha! What can I say? Coffee'll never break my heart. ;)