Forging onward ...

I head to Wisconsin this weekend to see the Colts/Packers game courtesy of some sweet seats from Pete and Babs. In addition, I'll get to hang out in Wausau again and eat some truly yummy yummy food at Mino's. (Oh and IMBIBE some wine or beer) Yes, I'm bringing a date of sorts, no it's not serious, yes you will meet him if invitations are to be sent out for any event.

Oh, and bring back at least 3 cases of Spotted Cow. Of Course. Yeah Rah for Regional Beer!

As many of you are aware, the guys I date aren't met by friends or family until there is something serious going on. So Pete and Babs, consider yourself lucky. You'll meet him. But don't think this means it is serious (because it surely isn't), it just means I needed someone to go to the game with me.

While I'm sure he wouldn't like being discussed like a hunk o'meat, for all practical purposes, he is a big hunk o'meat. Now Sister and Boy Wonder met him some weeks ago, but again, it was a Colts game, I bought the tickets and wanted someone to go with me. Thus, they met him.

This is not to say he isn't a nice guy (he is), or that he isn't worth meeting (he is). It is just, well, hem haw, it's not serious and I'm not sure it will be. So there. :P

The last serious guy? Well, I married him. And have been divorced nearly 3 years. So out of the last eight years, one serious guy. Pretty rare, really, for me.

Now the bigger question -- would I want a serious guy?

hmmmmmmmm.

Well, yes. When I see friends that have good relationships with their spouses (MND/MNM or Jen/Jay), I think, hey, this is way cool and I want some of that. I just haven't found that serious guy yet.

Clear as mud, right?