Welcome to my blog/meeting the perfect guy.

Welcome to my blog! I guess I should introduce myself, my name is Keri and I reside in the city of Milford Ohio which is just east of Cincinnati. I am a single woman aged 34, Sagittarius (which happens to be the only sign that has a weapon, a fact that I am particularly proud of), I work in customer service (I could write books about work experiences and some of them will leak into this blog I'm sure), and did I say single? Yep, single and looking, some days I feel like I will just be perpetually single, my friends are already making jokes that I will end up as a crazy cat person (that definitely won't be me as I have no desire to take care of another cat after the fiasco with my ex's cats which you will all read about down the road). I'm a little nutty for my age, and in no way mature. I like to have fun and goof a lot. And presently, I don't think I have any girlfriends who are single, in fact, I don't think any of the girls I work with (and I work in a call center, there are a lot of girls there) are single. Everyone has a boyfriend or a husband; let's see, that make me a third wheel.

The inspiration for this blog is Sex and the City and Carrie Bradshaw's experiences dating in New York. Had originally thought about naming this blog sex and the suburbs but that would be too much of a rip from SATC and it would be wholly inaccurate if there is no sex, so Dating in the Suburbs works much better for me. I have often shared my dating adventures and misadventures with friends and was encouraged to write about them in a blog which brings me here. I'm new to blogging but love to write, just out of practice. Eventually when I am disciplined enough I will sit down and write my first novel, I'm sure you will read all about that when it happens if you are all still here with me.

Now to the juicy. I made it out of the house all weekend. I worked late Friday night but was invited to go see some friends at a bar in the neighborhood we grew up in. It was after 1 am when I arrived and my very good friend Steph was trashed. She had attended a funeral that day and it had been especially hard on her. She was very sad one minute remembering her friend who had passed and very happy the next. This was one of the very rare times that she had more to drink than I did. At one point her boyfriend who seems like a really nice guy requested the dj play a song and the two of them got up to dance. It was already last call and I had had just 2 drinks and had to head home soon as I was working the following day. As I sat alone at the bar waiting for my couple friends to return from their dance a man came up and used the ashtray that was in front of me (smoking is actually illegal in bars in Ohio now but some of them still allow it and are willing to pay the fines to keep the smoking customers coming back). He was a handsome guy, clean cut, short dark hair wearing a white button down dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up that wasn't tucked in. He tried to light his cigarette with a match but it didn't light so he grabbed the lighter that was sitting on my pack and lit it. I noticed he had strong forearms when he did this, which was really hot. He sat down next to me and introduced himself. I introduced myself in return. We started talking a little bit but within a few minutes my friends came back from their dance and my dear friend Steph came up to me and this handsome man and tried to introduce us (she had asked him his name and then told him my name). Steph was drunk and may not have been able to see the sparks that were already flying, but I certainly could see them. I was so excited to finally meet a handsome, intelligent, college educated man with a good job and his own house (I am a homeowner too btw, I'm not looking for a man who has a house to move in with, just believe it's a sign of responsibility for a man to have their own home). Was this guy really here? Steph kept telling me he was cute, she probably meant to whisper it to me, but she was saying it loud enough for him and half the bar to hear. Her boyfriend grabbed her and they left and this gorgeous man offered to walk me to my car, ummm HELL YES!!!

Walking to the car we discussed home ownership and the cicadas that are out in force this summer. I mentioned to him that I was going to be having a party next month and of course he was invited. We got to my car and he kissed me which was incredible (the last guy I tried to date couldn't kiss at all, it was more like tongue wrestling but that will be for another blog). Ok, so let's see, looks (check), intelligence (check), responsible (check), nice (so far check), good job (check), good kisser (check thank freaking god), pinch me, is this for real? So we are kissing leaning against my car and then we exchange phone numbers and he tells me I'm smoking hot. Then he tells me, oh by the way, I probably should tell you that I have a girlfriend that I live with (WTF???). How is it I finally meet the right guy and he's not even available. As much of a flirt as I am when I've been drinking I did not come on to him at all, he approached me. He then apologized and told me he has been with his girlfriend for 5 years and will never break up with her, he just had wanted to kiss me since I walked into the bar, wanted to feel what it was like to kiss a girl again for the first time. I told him he needed to go home to his girlfriend. He wanted to kiss me again, at first I protested but then gave in, after all it was very nice to kiss him. He was tall and had broad shoulders and I could tell he worked out. He wanted to talk to me so I invited him into my car and we drove up away from the houses I was parked in front of and then parked closer to the bar.

We talked about school and his friends and how bored he was with his girlfriend. I told him he should be glad to have someone in his life that he cares about, myself I was dying to meet a nice guy. He suggested I try internet dating. 2 of his friends had success meeting girls on internet dating websites and one of them was even getting married. He told me that I shouldn't give up that there are guys out there. He told me he liked me a lot and it was nice talking to someone on the same wavelength as he was. He would have been so perfect. As it was already after 3 am I told him that I had to go as I had to work the next day. We kissed again, several times in fact. I felt bad that I was kissing another girls boyfriend and knew that I would be crazy angry if a boyfriend of mine had kissed another woman. He waived as I drove away and I turned on my radio (Buckcherry cd just happened to be playing Everything). I listed to it and lit up another cigarette when my cell rang. It was him calling already wanting to talk, he likes to talk to people when he's driving. I told him I needed to concentrate on the road as even though I've only had 2 drinks I still didn't wish to be pulled over. He said he understood and we said our goodbyes and hung up.

I expected this guy to annoy me and want to be friends or something, he had mentioned he wanted me to meet his girlfriend and her cousin that they would really like hanging out with me but I told him that would be just too weird and he realized I was right. It's been 3 days and he hasn't called again. This is the first time I'm actually glad not to hear back from a man. I guess this would be my luck to meet the *perfect* guy and he wouldn't be available. I really don't need to go to a bar to find an unavailable guy though, there's one I'm trying to keep in the background. Maybe I'll write about him one day. I thought that maybe this guy would decide to break up with his girlfriend, but I don't think I would want him if he did. If he did it to her he might do it to me. So where oh where are all the single AVAILABLE men? I'll keep looking. Keri over and out and still single.