Thursday, December 4, 2014

Dear Santa.....

Dear Santa,
I'd like to decline all the expensive desires on my Christmas list this year. I would like forego even the gear I've been lusting and drooling over all year. I have one thing on my list. A man, not a boy, a man. After 10 plus years of single hell I deserve this. This one item-list does have a few stipulations. I don't want just a warm body.....
A man. I know I've said this once but I can handle a pansie ass boy. 
Single. That might sound like a given but in this day and age it's a necessity to stipulate. Single and available. 
Must have a job, all his teeth, know where he's at in life and knows where he wants to be.
I don't mind if this man is a dad as long as it's not a whole passle of kids. One or two is good. He must take care of them and take his responsibilities as a dad seriously. There can not be any drama surrounding his kids and their baby momma.
Must accept the fact I'm a mom and haven't locked the door on the possibility of more. 
He can not be lazy! Let me repeat that. He can not be lazy. If he can't keep up with me I don't have the patience to deal with it. 
He must be good with his hands. I don't mean just in a sensual way. He must be able to handle a few handy man chores and be able to change his own flat. 
He doesn't have to be rich and powerful but must have a job that supports him and his responsibilities and isn't looking for assistance in this area of his life. I WILL NOT be a sugar momma. 
He needs to be able to carry on a conversation and it must be intelligent.
He needs to be dedicated, honest, understanding, faithful and ready for a long haul in a relationship. 
Here's a major deal breaker. I want to be pursued. So I want a man that will want to spend time with me. Show me a good time and make me feel special. I know this will take a bit of work on his part, but it will be worth it and is a requirement. 
He needs to enjoy music, maybe even as far as dancing and karokee. There's something to be said about a mans arms around me leading me around the dance floor. It's a huge turn on and major fore play for me. 
He doesn't have to be an underwear model or any model quality but attractive would be nice. You see how far this is down on my list. Personality wins me over before looks. 
Dear Santa, I hate to beg but that really is the only thing on my list. A good man, willing to try for the long haul and not skitdaddle the first time things get hard or we have a disagreement.
Thanks, I'll always believe in the Christmas Magic of Santa!
Sincerely,
ME!