It’s so hard to sit here and describe yourself in a few paragraphs. My gosh, I’m not even sure I know myself after 31 years, let alone able to put it all down on paper.
What I do know is this:
Family means everything to me. I would go to the ends of the earth for them, and I know they would do the same for me. I suffered tremendous loss in 2010 and 2011 and I will always carry a hole in my heart from that, but I also realize that I have to move forward.
I consider my best friends, my family.
I have empathy for animals that at times, rivals my compassion for humans.
My dog, Asher, is my baby boy. I fully admit he’s a mama’s boy. He provides me with unconditional love and helps me take focus off my own life and direct it into caring for him.
I’m a die hard Redskins fan. My dad waited for 28 years to get seasons tickets and those are now a family treasure. There’s nothing better than going with my father to FedEx field on Sundays. Even better, is following up that game with my dad in his family room watching an episode of Homeland, Dexter, and True Blood.
I’m athletic and not shy about it. I better not be able to throw a softball faster and farther than you!
I love going to the gym and pride myself in eating healthy (most of the time, except when sour candy is around) and staying in shape. I hope you do too.
I might be small, but I’m feisty, so look out.
I have an older sister and wouldn’t trade her for anything in this world. She makes me a better person every single day.
I love to shop. A new outfit actually makes me a happier person. On that same token, I might not wear those new clothes for weeks. I have no idea why – maybe you can help me figure it out.
I love watching the Bachelor/Bachelorette. You don’t have to watch it with me, but I will choose ABC over you for that evening.
I’ve been single a long time and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I’m not one to get in a relationship just for the sake of being in one. I’d rather be single for the rest of my life then stuck in an unsatisfying relationship.
I don’t have the time or the desire to play head games. If that’s your MO, move on. I’d rather blunt honesty then indirect, mixed signals. Don’t play with my heart, and I’ll offer you the same respect.
I’m looking for that intense chemistry where we can’t keep our hands off of each other, but at the same time I want to be able to share my deepest, most emotional thoughts/fears/dreams with you. I want to laugh together until our stomach’s hurt. I want your arms to be the only place I want to be at night.
Are you out there?
