Uncle Jam

Hey call me crazy but I liked Uncle Jamicia, so I took him home.  Now I definetly have a couple blogs about uncle because I need to spilit it up.  This was interesting and strange for me and really brought some questions up in my mind ofr me and about myself.  This blog I took him home with me.........that was kind of odd in of itself because I didn't go out with the idea of looking for someone.  I actually really like someone else but he won't give me the time of day for the most part that I don't know why I don't just forget him and move on.  I would like to be something with him but not sure what (definitely not a hubby) but friend, friend with benefits.........something.  But big draw back he kind of flirts sometimes, knows me, is nice to me but we can't seem to get past that. I know his best friend but I just don't want to ask a bunch of question and then something bad happens.  I just don't have the courage to be the one to start things becasue the last two times I did that it kind of pretty much back fired on me........so anyway back to uncle jam......I was surprised with myself that I took him home because I had decided I wasn't gonna mess with any men for a while because they just aren't worth the trouble.  I hadn't messed with anyone for several months, that was ok with me since I know how to take care of my own issues. (if you know what I mean)   While talking to Uncle Jam the question always comes up, "where's your man?"   Always answer the same don't have one, don't need one.  Then I tell them right up front I don't have much luck with men they either have little dicks or want to sponge off of me and I don't need that either.  Then the next thing they want to know is what is a little dick??  That's when I get to laugh and I hold up my thumb..........they look at me like are you serious and that I'm joking.  Nope not joking so you see why I'm over it. They always look at me and say all these sweet things, they can't figure out why some man hasn't snatched me up for themself and usually say so.  First off when they are sweet talking me they know I don't believe that crap because I'm not beautiful and usually tell them so.  Beauty is definitely in the eye of the beholder because I don't see it.   So while talking to Uncle Jam I was trying to decide if I wanted to do the jamician mambo with him........finally thought what the hell, haven't had any for quiet a while and I'm not gonna get what I was kind of holding out for so might as well have some action.  So we went home to do the mambo!!!!!