Man, when I was single, I had all kinds of juicy stuff to blog about.  Horrible dates, not so horrible dates, my exes, and of course, the whole falling in love thing, getting engaged thing, etc.

And I know some of my ex boys read this.  At least two, probably three, possibly more.  It could be really fun for some of my current friends to read about me and good ol' Logan's Dave cooking fajitas in Brooklyn with his kitty cat, who was really just a kitten then because it was a million years ago (you'll recall he was one of my 'bridesmaids' last fall - we've come a long way, baby).

I'm just trying to think of the consequences of dredging up funny dirt from the past.  And they are mainly ugly, except for the wild hilarity.  So I probably won't do it, however tempting it is.

But I could conflate them.  That might be fun.

I've had three long-distance relationships, including hubby.  In total, the distance from me to them at the time we were dating approximates, let's say, Boston to Colorado.  So Boy X lives in Colorado (my whole dating life really took place while I lived in Boston).

He'd have to have medium-to-dark brown hair, with one blue eye and one brown.

Averaging it out, one earring and one tattoo.

Eats shrimp but no other fish and only one green vegetable.

Loves me, but won't say he loves me.

Can't dance.

Went to college for four years but doesn't have a degree.

Watches one pro sport obsessively and ignores all others.

Approximately 5'10" tall, on the skinny side.

Drinks a good portion of beer.

Smart and somewhat underemployed.

I have to say, these guys were a lot more interesting as individuals in description.  But as an EveryEx, how fascinating their actions could be!  Stay tuned to this blog for the Adventures of Boy X, ladies and gentlemen.  Imagine the possibilities!