Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

The fact that I've asked for one thing over each year over the last few years and the fact that I'm still asking has diminished my belief in the spirit of Santa Clause.

So. This is officially your very last chance.

Here goes......

I want a man for Christmas. He doesn't have to be top of the line just top 20% or so. 

He needs to have a job, his shit in order, can support at least himself financially, no major issues or drama, has all his teeth or at least the appearance as such, most of the time, no over the top tattoos that can't be concealed as the need arises and the same goes for tattoos and just a MAN.

Don't get me wrong Santa if you could find a way to send me a rich, gorgeous guy, I'm not going to complain unless he's too stuck on himself to swoon over me and make me feel like a princess.

It's been a really long time since someone just wrapped me in their arms, wanted to be with him and touched me in all the right ways.

I know I'm a busy person, but a lot of what I do is fun and would be awesome to have someone that shares those interests that would make it even more fun.

I don't need a sugar daddy, but I'm damn sure not going to be a sugar momma either. 

I'm not getting any younger, Santa. I've been alone long enough and really do deserve someone to make me feel special.

I've tried everything on my own when you didn't grant the Christmas wish several years ago. 

I need someone that has patience, can keep up with me, put up with me and love me for who I am and realize that I am not nor is life perfect.

Sincerely your last chance,

ME!

So I understand some are looking for an update

Apparently a few people read this thing... One or two and those have asked where's the next adventure. What's going on now.

Well, lately there is no adventure and really there's not much going on.

I'm still single. I'm still stubborn and set in my ways and thus far haven't found a man up to the task and challenge.

I tried a summer romance with a younger man. I was set up by my bff. He turned out to be a flake and never found out what he was missing out on. I also found out later, it's probably for the best because, well bless his heart, just wasn't blessed in many ways.

I kind of figured as much and was beginning to wonder if I was going to get to break in my first virgin.

I did have a small adventure one night. I went to the casino to play a little poker. It was a crowded table, but there I found a seat between a couple of decent looking dudes, one older and one younger. I started out quiet and had a beer or two while my stack crew and dwindled.

The younger dude to my rights was also a bit quiet. There was an older gentleman to his right and a drunk one seat further. The dude to my left was only slightly older, a bit more comfortable in the city lifestyle than a country one it would appear. There was a hooker next to him, I really don't think I'm exaggerating, or being a smart ass, like at all!

The cards turned to SHIT! Then they decided to switch decks all together. I've seen the luck go both ways after they switch decks. It switched alright. Everyone at the table got paid. But drunk dude hit the damn royal flush and raked in close to $10K... Couldn't have been me damn it.

He bought drinks the rest of the night so I milked it. The more I drank the better looking and more flirty I was with the older city dude. We finally cut it at the table and moved to the bar. Where we ordered more drinks. He was hot by this time with the beer goggles turned up to at least 10.

I snuck a picture and texted my girlfriend who, what and where... Ya know in case I disappeared or something.

I finally told the dude I was drunk he was buying the room and loaded his ass up. I had fun, pretty sure he was ok with it too. Did the walk of shame the next morning around the back exit of the hotel.

So there ya go.... The only adventure I've had in a while. I wish my life was more exciting but right ow it's just not.