Common is...

SEXY AS HELL!
Yes he is honey. Look at them eyes, freckles and those lips. Oh my goodness those LIPS! I just wanna... oh boy do I wanna. Lol.

That is all.

... to be continued.

Mr. Postman

I debated whether or not to post this because he isn't a prospect, he can't be anything but DELICIOUS eye candy. Lol.

The gentleman that picks up priority mail packages from my office is FINE! Lawd have mercy. When I first started my new job I sat in the front behind the receptionist. So I got to see all the delivery, couriers and mail men that  came to the office. The receptionist told me he was good looking but she didn't adequately describe that he is built like a tank, is tall, has a beautiful smile and an ass you can bounce quarters off of.

I had the HUGEST crush on this guy. Like major. I hadn't had a crush like this since high school. It was insane and even worse, I had this crazy feeling he was married. No man is that fine and don't have a woman. However, every time I tried to check his hand he had on gloves. Smh.

Then just at the height of my crush, they moved my seat at work. Lol. So I didn't get to see him anymore and for my benefit because I was beginning to obsess and even as I write this I'm starting to sound crazy. lol.

Anyhoo, one day I happened to be in the front while he was doing a pick-up. I got all flirty as I usually do and he was talking back like he usually does and something told me, "Check his hand". Guess what I saw...

A wedding ring. 

It was like a bucket of freezing cold water was dumped on my head. Why do I post this story now, when this happened months ago? Because I saw him at work and he is still fine. It's like... WHOA!

But wedding rings make men off limits. 

I tell you what though, I need to get me some of that. The question is, where do they grow men like that? Someone please let a sister know.

...to be continued.

Hot-Blooded Italian

Oh chile my office just got a lot more sexy. A few weeks ago a new guy started in the research department at my foundation. Fresh off the boat is this fine as hell Italian god. I ain't even lying, every woman in my office done swooned when he started and when he smiles at you... thats probably how he gets women to drop their pants... that smile.

Anyway, he is tall gorgeous smile, great teeth, black hair with gray at the temples (I love my older men), long legs *sigh*. And the accent, Oh the ACCENT. Every time I see him I'm like, "Damn, he's fine". Wow, he's a nice distraction in the middle of the day.

Wish I could take a picture to share with all of y'all but I think he would become a little suspicious if I just snapped a photo of him. Lol.

Just thought I'd share. I gotta make a trip to Italy. They say Italian men are fine and after seeing an Italian Native up close I am convinced!

... to be continued

Lance Gross is...

DELICIOUS!
Yes he is. Lord forgive me. I could just devour him. Slurp. Lol. That is all.

... to be continued.

Visiting the Ex

So on Friday I saw Washington and..... It was fine.

I thought it would be awkward and weird but it was totally cool. While me mom doesn't get why I felt I needed to see him it gave me a sense of "We can be friends and just kick it and be cool."

I needed to know that, to feel that. Now, I ain't stupid. This will not be an every week occurrence. He is still fine, I ain't dead and neither is he so I'm not trying to play with fire. But at least I know that our friendship can work and I can stop obsessing over it.

Being in my head sometimes is not a fun place.

... to be continued.

Mr. Wall Street

So today on lunch I'm on my way to the bank when I spy this tall, fine chocolate brotha. I'm bad cuz when I see something I like I stare at it. But I be doing it on the sly so they don't know I'm looking. Now although I liked what I saw I wasn't fittin' to go up to Mr. Man and be like, "Baby, can I get your number." So I was prepared to pass him right by but... (don't you just love buts, no pun intended, ;) well maybe a little) it seems he peeped me too. (Today I am definitely looking right. If I may toot my own horn.) So I stopped. I knew I was gonna give him my number before he even asked for it but I had to play it cool. I am not desperate. So we exchange names and when he asked me for my number I made it look like I had to think it over. (Yeah right. What was there to think about?) After that we said good bye and I went on my merry way.

So I get back to my desk after eating my lunch to find a text message from Mr. Wall Street. (He is aptly named because I met him on Wall Street, literally.) Nice! I was so stoked I was tempted to pop my collar but all that isn't necessary.

So I guess today in Singleville ain't so bad. I made a potential love connection and I have a date with Mr. Smith later today.


...to be continued


I know I haven't posted in a while (please don't hurt me) but I promise to update y'all on the new developments in Singleville later today.