Could I go to jail for this?

Don’t you just love this street sign? Isn’t there a part of you that wants to put on black clothes and sneak out at 3am and steal this sign?!?! I'm usually able to suppress criminal urges but in this case my inner deviant is just dying to come out and play. Okay, don’t freak out - I didn’t steal the sign. The sign has been hung way too high for it to be casually stolen. Judging from the sign’s current height I am guessing that I am not the first person with klepto thoughts. I’d have to plan a major covert operation to steal such a prize. I guess I will have to settle for the picture I took on my way home from work. Hypothetically speaking, if any of you know someone who might be willing to steal the sign in question... please send me their info, ASAP!

Kindred Diva Tales: I love my cat but I don't want to date him!

One of my favorite kindred Diva’s recently sent me a paper she wrote for a communications class. She interviewed several dating victims for her paper and I couldn’t resist sharing this little gem.

An anonymous dating victim was unfortunate enough to attend a dance with a guy who was more cat than man.

"All of the sudden my date started purring and meowing. I kid you not. He’d go ‘Meow!’ and I’d look at him without reacting trying to pretend that he wasn’t a complete nutzo."

In addition to purring, meowing and trying to rub up next to her like a cat, the victim's date also took a piece of paper and shredded it with his… claws… while making hissing noises. YIKES! In case you were wondering, Prince Charming's cat name is Norbert. Multiple personalities are bad enough without one personality being a cat!

Just when I start to think I have dating drama I hear stories like this. Keep these crazy kindred diva tales coming!!!

Does this baggage come in another color?

We all have problems - I get it. I’m not afraid to admit that I have issues. For heaven’s sake I have a whole blog dedicated to my dating issues. As much as I like to rant about life to my friends, my coworkers, and even on my blog, there comes a time when you have to practice a little strategic marketing. Dating is about putting your best foot forward. Once the object of your affection has fallen for you at your best, you can slowly start introducing your baggage. We all have baggage so there is no point in trying to deny it exists. The real question is can you put up with the other person’s baggage.

I have been going out with this guy for the past week or so. He is very open about sharing his life and his views. Sharing is nice and all but there is a very fine line between being open and TMI. Tonight we went dancing and while we were taking a breather outside he told me that he has anxiety, takes medication, and sees a councilor. After he revealed this information I didn’t really say anything. Then he said, “I just told you I have anxiety and you still like me?” Ummm? Wow. What was I supposed to say? I think you are so sensitive and wonderful for sharing? Did you bring your paper bag incase you have a panic attack? We have only known each other a few weeks! I personally don’t think you start pulling out that kind of baggage a few weeks into a relationship. Is there anything wrong with seeing a councilor or having anxiety? No, but I guess it really depends on the person and how they handle their issues and on the relationship as a whole. The problem with tonight's revelation is that I don’t know him well enough or have enough information to make an informed decision about his baggage.

Do I have serious baggage? Yes, yes, yes! I have serious baggage. Is it appropriate for me to share it in the first few weeks of dating? NO! Sharing your past, personal struggles, and serious issues is like flying. In the airport they check your baggage to make sure that it will fit in the airplane’s overhead compartment. If the baggage is too big then it must be checked and stowed safely away. In the beginning of a relationship any large, heavy, and unsightly baggage should be stowed until you arrive at your destination of a committed relationship. I’m not saying you should hide important information about yourself, but don’t try and fit a 75 lb suitcase in the overhead compartment. Wait until the plane lands and you pick up your luggage from baggage claim. Then you can slowly start unpacking your suitcase one issue at a time.

First kisses and near misses

This week I have been reflecting on the grand event that is a first kiss. I don’t know about you, but my first kiss was very awkward. I was fourteen and I had finally managed to date the heartthrob of my childhood. In my mind Ben and I were perfect for each other. One day he was over at my house watching the classic Pauly Shore movie, Bio-Dome. Talk about romance. Ben and I were cuddling on the couch when all of the sudden he reached around so I was trapped between him and the couch. I guess he was tired of waiting for the right moment. As I was completely trapped I had no option but to let him smooch me. I was a little gun shy about the whole kissing business. After the kiss was over my only thought was - GROSS! I did not have a magical Hollywood inspired first kiss. Needless to say Ben and I were not perfect for each other and our little romance lasted about as long as Pauly Shore’s popularity.

What about you, my fellow Divas? It’s time to dish the dirt on your first kiss.

Dear Diva, where on earth have you been?

Hi friends! Despite what you may have thought I have not abandoned my dating blog or the world of dating drama. I am still dating. There is still drama. And there are still many stories to come.

I have been dating someone but you will have to wait a little while for my latest stories. What can I say? In the past few weeks I have tried following the famous Maxine’s advice. My attempts at getting a life will soon appear on this blog for your reading entertainment.