In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Well, I Never….”

Tell us about something you’ve done that you would advise a friend never to do.


It was one of the those face palm moments that you just can’t take back, no matter how much you wish you could…

So, I’m just going to put it out there: I’ve been hanging out with someone (a sexy, manly someone)… he’s not my boyfriend. He’s not even my man-friend. He’s a friend, he’s single, and he’s someone who I’ve kind of, sort of known for a long time. If it feels like there’s something I’m not coming right out and saying, it’s because there is. I know, I’m being cryptic and I really hate cryptic. So, let’s just jump over all this side-talking…

Ack! OK, here it is – I have a fun buddy. There, I said it. *huge sigh of relief* Do you feel better? I know I feel better. Great! We’re all good, right?

Allllllllllright, now that we’ve got that out of the way, we can move on to the important part of this post.


This guy (we’ll just call him Mr. Hottie), has been soooo good for helping me to get past some of the bad stuff lately. Great kisser, sweet smile, not at all over-bearing… he’s just right. Mr. Hottie has given me the physical attention that I’ve really needed to help keep my head in the right space lately and to avoid jumping into a new relationship way too soon.

I’m the kind of person who really likes the attention of a man, but have still felt too damaged to even consider a new boyfriend. The fear that I might just latch on to a new relationship way too soon because I needed to be held and kissed was a real worry for me. So, having Mr. Hottie available to help out in that department every now and then has been super good for my morale.

But, lately, I think I must have been taking crazy pills because I just broke THE cardinal fun buddy rule: DON’T act like a girlfriend. Especially, a needy, whiny girlfriend. Dear god! How did I just manage to do that? (Here comes the face palm moment…)

I texted Mr. Hottie a couple of times in the last few days and then didn’t hear from him. Like, at all. He mentioned he was going out of town over the weekend, but then when I sent a message just to say hey, I heard nothing back. Then, when I sent another a few days later, again, nothing.

Yes, well, this brought on fears that I had somehow done something to make him run for the hills and kinda, sorta panicked. Here’s the Facebook message exchange to prove it:


As soon as I hit send on that first message, I INSTANTLY wanted to take it back. NOOOOO! Why couldn’t I take it back?! Curse you Facebook!!!


So, thank goodness Mr. Hottie is super cool and breezy and managed to accept this exchange in the best way possible. I, on the other hand, was a stupid mess. But, I guess that’s what I get for watching every episode of this season’s The Bachelorette on Hulu and desperately wanting a kissing partner. Pfffffttttt…

At least this story has a happy ending! After this exchange, Mr. Hottie and I discussed spending some time together during daylight hours, with our bunnies… OK. Maybe this could be good…?


So, just in case it isn’t painfully clear, ALWAYS follow fun buddy rules unless you want to end up looking like a crazy person who has absolutely no self-control when it comes to typing wacky social media and text messages. Otherwise, unless you somehow manage to luck out like me, you may end up losing yourself a great snuggle partner.


*Funny side-note: As I was writing this post, I accidently hit the Publish button instead of the Save Draft button and INSTANTLY wanted to take it back. NOOOOO! Not again!!!

Namaste buddies <3