to sum it up i want wonderwoman. that is i want a warrior woman that has the heart and compassion of the most fierce lover, and the honor and duty of the most fascinating intellectual. i don't want some one to keep me company. i don't want some one to fill a void. i don't want a woman to play mommy, and i sure as hell don't want to settle when the match isn't right. i want the woman that is meant for me. i will not settle, i will not stay with anyone that is wrong for me, i won't wait for you to change, and i have no intention of changing myself.
i am incredibly successful, family oriented and take my responsibilities seriously. i don't see much that needs chsnged there. i have flaws. i have weaknesses, i have things i am working ong, but those are mine to embrace. my woman will have the same outlook and the same honesty about herself that i do. we are only as sick as our secrets, of which i have none.
This is where I'm supposed to brag about myself and say how great I am. I have to say this is where the idealistic conceptualized version of ones' self begins. you know, the person you become for the first three months of meeting someone new, only to reveal all the realities about yourself after the relationship has developed enough for your partner to forgive the discrepancies between the real you and the one portrayed here in this box.
Been there, done that.
I have only one me. the one that I'm trying to describe, the one that you will meet, and the one that you'll either break up with or live happily ever after with. They're all the same man. No games, just an ambitious, loving all American boy looking for that all American girl.

The first date is always my favorite (and most terrifying). I pull out all the stops. The best restaurants (Hyde Park, or better), valet of course. You look way to good to be walking through a parking lot in such elegant high heels. Fine wine with your favorite meal (which I have somehow figured out by now), followed up with us sharing desert by candle light. or spoons fight over the last bite but I let you win.
From there we take a short stroll and talk about how our goals and dreams make sense together, and how staring into each others eyes makes us feel like we're the only two people on earth.
As we get to the theatre (not "theater" as in movies- I don't do dinner and a movie) and pick up our reservations our hands touch and a small part inside us both regrets that we won't be able to share each others' stories for the next few hours. As we take our seats the anticipation of being in each others' arms only grows, our flirting can't be stopped as we exchange tender contact under the table, or in the dark sitting in our seats.
After an amazing live show, the valet brings the car and we leave, as I am fully intent on walking you to your door with a gentlemanly hug and kiss on the cheek. We fight the passion inside us and exchange the long kiss that ignites shear fire in our souls. As I (being a true gentleman) hit the brakes to savor the night, and preserve much to look forward to on many more wonderful nights to come.
The first date...