Was that tempting fate?

Now, you know I said last night I didn't have to renumber the Dubliners... well I've just got in from a fab evening, that involved new hobby and beloved family to find a new email, from ANOTHER Dubliner.

For the time being I'll just call him Dubliner (possibly 3)... in case we don't get past one or two emails!

This could get confusing!

Back to my new hobby. Tonight I became a fully fledged member of the golf club!! Now, before you all keel over laughing at my choice of sport - think about it logically. I now get to spend what little free time I have in the company of (mostly) blokes!! Ok, *most* of them are senior citizens, but there's a fair amount of fab looking guys there too... Gorgeous H being a more than prime example! See you tomorrow Gorgeous H!

The dress code is a bit suspect, but I'll get around that somehow!

And... now here's the really cool bit - I found out tonight (after being allowing into the inner sanctum known as the bar... as a member!), that every time the Navy dock here, the sailors all play at the course! I call that exceptional luck :)

Lots of emails today from Potential from Bristol, and Potential from Donegal. My bruv and I were talking about the forthcoming rugby season (another sport I intend to get to like), and the first game of the season involves opposition that may well interest the Irish!

It's the same weekend as Dubliner 2 of 2 (with wine cellar) is thinking of coming over, and I know for sure Dubliner 1 of 2 likes the opposition too.

Like I say, this could get confusing!

Oh, and the detox is going well. I did have a wine and soda, but it doesn't count because of the soda. It's the same as eating someone else's chocolate... doesn't count :)

What is it with the Irish?

Just finished updating this last night, when along comes another Potential from Ireland! Donegal this time, so I don't have to start renumbering the Dubliners.

No mention of romantic walks, the Da Vinci code, or snuggling up on the sofa with a bottle of red/DVD, so I'll email him back. In fact he has a very funny profile, and puts himself in the category of "social drinker, likes one or two"... are you absolutely sure, Potential from Donegal??

I've not met many people (beloved family included) from Ireland who could put themselves in that category. It's usually "drinks daily" (and that's only because there isn't "hardened drinker" as a choice).

Ooh... another thing I'd forgotten. Remember about a month ago I had that "interesting" email of the consultant guy (work related.... the one who used to have a Porsche, but now has a convertible Jag... the one who I'm trying to blag software off)

Well, he's "in the area" on Wednesday, and do I want lunch!!

Sweet

Now, remember Cute from Devon - very sweet looking Potential (likes a drink!)??

Well, I'd forgotten about him... it was well over a week since he emailed. Well apparently he was away on holiday, so was checking in now he was back. I say apparently - there's always this knowledge that if I've got a number of Potentials, then my Potentials must have too... right? Surely it's not just me who's an online dating whore!!

He is seriously cute though... how far away is Devon?? It's a new pic for the map :)

Ooh, and Potential from Bristol gets a star today... he likes a drink too! Literally just got an email off him, and he's just polished off a bottle of red! Usually by this time I'd be on a par with him, but for some absurd reason I'm detoxing. That's right... I've had no alcohol since Friday night (or to put it an even better way - LAST WEEK!!). I guess that explains the dreams of wine cellars that were interrupted last night!

Not funny :(

On Friday night I was out with beloved family & two of the sweetest guys from the office (see... I'm being nice to you!). Work last week was very busy, with clients calling in the evening, early mornings, and no lunches... so my Sysadmin Honey decided to make sure this weekend I wasn't disturbed.

Thank you, Sysadmin Honey :)

But, what he's done is change the language on my mobile to something I think only recognisable in Outer Mongolia!! The result... clients can still call. And (now here's the bad bit)... I got an MMS message lunchtime today, and for the life of me I can't work out how to view it!! What if it's a picture of Dubliner 2 of 2's wine cellar?!?!?

I can just about stumble around text messages (although I think I may have inadvertently deleted a couple... I mean, does anyone actually know what "Aydinlatma" means??)

Ooh, and while I'm now requesting Sysadmin Honey's services (so to speak)... Honey, you know that *useful* little facility you added me to, that sends text messages if there's any kind of workie problem? Can I please not have it any more?

There I was last night, blissfully dreaming of wine cellars, until 01:45am (oh yes!) I get a text. Fab! who is it... is it a Potential, waking me up with sweet nothings??

No... it's just some bloody disk somewhere getting it's knickers in a twist! And then, 5 minutes later (as the Chardonnay *just* came back into view), said same disk texts again, just to let the world know it's OK now!

Normal service has been resumed!

Firstly... apologies to everyone for not updating this. I can't believe some of you guys are complaining. I'm so sorry!

Anyway, back to the subject... my love life! Thank the lord I got my email back. It was actually quite cool, because when I was back online I had loads of emails :)

Dubliner 1 of 2 is *almost* definitely coming back over next weekend. Yay!!

My new Potential from Bristol sends loads of emails every day. I think he wants to meet up, and has given me his number (but I won't call him first... I'm making that another rule!).

Now, you'd think this coming week would be ideal for dating. My boy is away for a whole week, so I should be stacking up dates, right?

Unfortunately I don't have a free night!!! Seriously - I've already sorted out something for every night. Monday AND Tuesday I get to spend time with Gorgeous H (still haven't established if he's single yet).

Wednesday I finally get fed again with my beloved family (about time guys... why on earth do you keep going away for weekends. You know the routine by now - I 'drop in' conveniently at mealtimes. I'm starving here... starving!!).

Thursday is girlie poker night, and then before you know it the weekend is back, and hopefully Dubliner 1 of 2 is too :)

So, it's going to have to be the week after. At least it makes me look like I'm not desperate! In the 'Complete Book of Rules - the Girls Guide to Dating' it says never, ever agree to a last minute date (and some of you will remember what happened the time I did that... that's right - the teetotaler!)

Dubliner 2 of 2 (with wine cellar) is back, sending cool emails. He's still planning on coming over at the end of August. Am I free he asks?? You've got a bloody wine cellar, of course I'm free!

I can't think of anything more perfect than a man with a melting accent, *AND* unlimited alcohol. All he has to do is talk about the freshness of Fleurie, or the intense aroma of a good Cab Sav... I'm putty!