Mr. Smiley

Last night’s date went really well. We seem to have a ton in common. The evening flew by. He seems genuinely interested in me. Of course, I have a couple of reservations – don’t I always. He is from North Carolina. I hate southerners. I don’t meant that in a bad way – hahhaha. But seriously, I’m not patient enough to deal with most southerners. I don’t the NC drawl and not a big fan of redneck. And, he is a bit of a red neck. Mr. Smiley – named so for a text message that he sent inadvertently replacing me with Mr. :). He is a bit of a redneck. Still has a bit of the drawl but is faster than most southerners. But the worst part – he drives a camaro. I know, I know that is so shallow of me to say so. But still…a camaro. I thought only 17 year old boys drove them. Don’t get me wrong – it’s a nice, fast car, pretty…but still a camaro. I don’t really care about cars but just the fact that he is the type of guy that would drive a camaro! LOL.

He is really sweet, cute and very gentlemanly. Sadly, he is short but he has a fabulous body….was a wrestler in high school. He kisses nice, too. He sends me texts/emails pretty regularly. Although, he seems a bit needy. I’m not sure if I’m ready for this to go there so fast. Any way, other than being a damn southerner with a camaro, he is worth investigating further.