Sucka Punch Drunk... again

If you recall from previous posts such "Dangerously in Like," and "How He Doin' part 1," I tend to fall truly, madly and deeply in like with whomever is courting me at the moment. Of course those posts were written at the height of dating bliss. For some reason, I rarely ever follow up with the "What a D!@khead" sequel that always occurs about three to four months down the line. Guess I'm just trying to keep my blog nice and pleasant. Besides, I've learned my lesson on more than one occasion about posting slanderous accounts about my exes online.

Call me a sucker, but I absolutely adore the behavior males exhibit during the early stages of dating. Sure, deep down inside I know that it's all an act- but who doesn't enjoy a good show every now and then? Once upon a time, I was afraid to admit to prematurely liking a guy because I didn't want to seem too gullible. A man wasn't worthy of my fondness until after he took me out on about three dates. Only then could I freely share my feelings about the guy, because I had the time and money spent to validate liking him. Peculiarly though- now that I'm older and (wiser?) I've let my guard down (just a little) enough to appreciate the more modest acts of courtship. Random, thoughtful text messages make me cheese. Minor public displays of affection get me all gushy inside. I could forever listen to stupid, sweet nothings whispered in my ear. For someone who doesn't consider herself a "Hopeless Romantic," I sure am acting all "pink." Tee hee hee.

Whatever, I'm just in one of those moods. Of course there's a new guy who is sweet as pie right now and I am absolutely enjoying every minute of it. Unfortunately, I still have that cynical bitch side telling me that he is full of doo-doo and I kind of believe her. But hey, if someone really wants to put in the time and effort pretending to be someone he is not, then his ailment is far worse than my temporary love-sickness. Who knows? Maybe guys are genuine in the beginning and us ladies turn them into the lying, cheating, monster a-holes that they inevitably become. Ummm... not likely. Look, I don't even have enough time to delve into why men suck. I just know they usually don't start out sucking; and, those brief moments are why I continue to date and unabashedly share my heart.