After more than 50 bridal showers, 30 bachelorette parties, 80 weddings and 15 baby showers, it's not about you, my friends, any more. It's all about me. Check my blog for clues on whom I'd like to live happily ever after with. Each day, you need to think -- "Hmmm...would he be right for Lisa?" Then, when the right guy comes to mind, set me up! But, let's keep the contest between us girls (and select boys that are allowed to view my desperation).

Friday, May 18, 2007

I need a date for May 30th!

I have tickets to the Wednesday, May 30th night game at Wrigley! So, this weekend, I'll be looking for a date. Not that I don't trust you all to offer up your single friends, brothers, half brothers, cousins, probation officers, etc. -- it's more that I haven't been "out there" looking for a date in a while. So, I'm going old school this weekend. I'll have to work on my "charm."

- He has to be free on Wednesday, 5/30
- He must like baseball
- He doesn't have to be Cubs fan, but he can't be a hater (don't want to listen to Cubs bashing all night unless I start it)
- He should probably like beer (I'm NOT sitting with a guy for nine innings that is going to drink Mai Tais)
- He has to wear a shirt that he didn't get for free (I guess technically if it were a gift, it's free to him, but at least someone bought it. I'm talking about a shirt that says "Nextel" on it, or "Hormel Foods" -- seriously, I met or been on a date with a guy sporting both of those)


Friday, May 11, 2007


Went to my 82nd wedding this weekend (alone). Well, not really. I went with my parents. One of my oldest friends, Robby, got married. While at the wedding, my other oldest friend (Meghan) had her first baby. I've known them both since I was 6 and what's really funny is that when we were all in 4th grade at Lowell School, they were boyfriend/girlfriend.

So after the weekend, I was going through all my mail and was reminded of how desperately I need to get moving on this getting married thing. I mean, I'm already getting "Working Mother" magazine so I'm well aware of how to balance my family and my career. Just need to work on getting that family started.

Got any suggestions? I get the birds and the bees part of it, I'm asking if you know of any eligible bachelors.

Dudes that are loosely "in the picture" include:
- Marty (just haven't had the "not feeling it" conversation with him yet, mostly because he bought me a gift certificate after my 1/2 marathon and then he donated money to the Y-ME race that I did on Mother's Day
- Sean (no progress really. nothing good or bad to report, just kind of moving so slow that I almost forgot to mention him)

Dudes that don't know that they are going to be "in the picture" include:
- One of the pornstar's friends that I think is adorable (for those of you that fear another pornstar set-up –– remember the auto show date –– he is getting a second chance for a successful set-up and I've already seen the guy and he's cute!)
- Matt Murton (I know that he's married, but I feel like he winked at me from right field the other night. If he'd just reply to his fan mail...)

Monday, May 07, 2007

Should I?

Am I at the point that I need to attend a Meet Market Adventure? Don't laugh. It's not funny. I'm running out of ideas. And, just when I thought I'd tried almost everything (besides -- which we already talked about and I am not doing that), I came across an ad for Meet Market Adventures in Chicago.

According to the advertising, it's the place "where singles and adventure meet." Sounds sort of creepy if you ask me.

I think the "EF" (entertainment factor) could be ridiculous. Can you even imagine the guys that would sign up for MEET MARKET ADVENTURES? Sick.

I mean, if you all think I should do it, I'll give it a try. Maybe I'll have to sky dive or go white water rafting or something who knows.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Yee haw - I'm back from Nashville with my new cowboy boots

I'm tired of talking about boys. Can we talk about my new boots instead? Seriously, I love them. And, for all of you that are wondering...they are not pink!

In addition to loving my new boots, I found that I don't hate country music! In fact, I have more in common with those country singers than I thought. Their cars are always breakin down, their hearts are always breakin, someone's always losing (stupid Cubs) and yet through it all, they don't sing the blues, they sing country!

And, I did have a Tim McGraw sighting (only I didn't know it was him until after I'd made a fool of myself in front of him). See, I was overserved and showing off my new boots to Beaker and almost fell over only to look up to two cowboys laughing at me. One of those cowboys was the one and only husband to Faith Hill, another country hottie. He is not ugly.

About the race? It was hard. I kind of sucked. Hills bad. Goo gel bad, wanted to barf mile 9 through 13.