To Whom It May Concern..

I've dated it all. The Installer. The Mechanic. The Cowboy. The Soldier. (A few different times). The Musician. The Banker. The Millionaire. The Traveling IT Specialist. The Business Man. The Business Owner. The Salesman. The Jock. The Meathead. (Not to be confused for Jock.. they are not one in the same. One is athletic.... and well, the other............. is a meathead).

I've dated The Waiter. The Contractor. The Cop. The Engineer. The Biker. The Mogul. The Model. The Bouncer. The Pro Athlete. The Student.. and even the Self Proclaimed "Socialite". (I should only be so lucky).

They've taken me to breakfast. Lunches. Dinners. Coffee. Movies. Hiking. Ice skating. Go cart racing. Football games. Soccer games. Hockey games. Golfing. Out For Ice Cream. Parties. Concerts. Clubs. Bars. Weddings. Sledding. Swimming. Motorcycle rides...

We've gone snow boarding. To Museums. Boating. To pick out furniture...

And I've heard every pick up line there is.

Twice.

There's been the Jerks. The Charmers. The Players. The Comedians. The Momma's Boys. The Socially Inept... and I think even The First Time Daters. I am apparently, the only one dumb enough to go out with some of these boys..

There's been the fast movers, and the complete duds...

The "I'll call you"s.. and the "I'm never going to stop calling or texting you until you get so annoyed by how overwhelming it is to get a text that says "what's up" or "hey" every half an hour until you're ready to rip my spline out through my throat".

Ever heard that song..... It's not like I'm not trying.. 'cause I'll give anyone a shot once...... ??

I could have written that.

So, To whom it may concern:

Maybe I'm a little bit picky... or hard to please. Or too blunt.

I'm not sure. Maybe there's just something about me the makes you question your manhood... or ability to carry on an adult conversation... or a conversation with a female.. period.

I have to hold hope that there's someone out there that will interest me for more than 5 minutes.... but Utah the odds are looking very slim, and not in your favor.

So.. if you and me cross paths at Target.. you should know..

I'm looking for a Man.

Tall. Handsome. Successful. Driven. (I should mention single). Amazing smile. Athletic. Strong. Sweet. Romantic. Laid back. Smart. Amazing sense of humor. Someone that doesn't get offended too easily.. and can handle honesty. Someone outdoorsy, and outgoing. Someone willing to watch ANY chic flick I want to. Someone who will leave me the hell alone during... pretty much any football game during the regular season.. AND during play offs you may sit on the couch with me, but not talk to me.

I want someone to stand up for me ALWAYS. Even when I may be a little emotional or out of line. Someone who's proud to be with me and be seen with me... as much fun is it is to sit in the background or corner because you're not proud to have me next to you... I'm over that.

Someone who doesn't smoke. Takes care of themselves. Has either gone through the proper man-scaping steps... or will let me help him through it. Ps.. I compulsively shop for men's clothes when I'm with one. (A man I mean haha) I promise I won't make you look like an idiot... but when I buy you clothes and watches, and you never wear them... you're simply a jerk.

Someone willing to try anything crazy I can come up with. Someone who actually cares about my opinion or the things that I'm interested in and want to do. Someone who will cook with me. Someone who can be sympathetic on sick days. Fat days. Self conscious days. Hard days at work... emotional days.

An amazing kisser. Word.

The list gets longer but if you can conquer all of that... maybe we can go on date 2 ;)

What can I say.... I had a**hole long enough, I'm ready for Mr. Perfect.