Mr. Right

Ruby tagged me to do a fiver about myself. Well, I've switched it up a little bit. Because I've already done 42 about myself, and then 58 more. And I think even more after that, and really, aren't you sick of learning stuff about me? Maybe eventually I'll get to it. For now, I decided to switch it up and list five things that I look for my Mr. Perfect to have/possess/wear/do/smell etc.
(This list is in no way in it's full entirety here. And note the Mr. "Perfect," which is the point of this.)

♥ He has to be funny. Have a really good sense of humor, make me laugh, like, a lot. Be witty, and sarcastic. Be able to people watch, and judge with the best of them. Ergo, he must not take himself, or others, too seriously. If I trip and fall, I would rather him first make sure I'm okay, and then laugh at and with me, rather than being all overly concerned, serious-like about the whole scene. And he must like funny movies, actors, and old school SNL skits. Or at least know who starred in some of the best of the best. Any reference he can make from Chris Farley, Adam Sandler, or Stuart (I know it's Mad TV) would really earn him some points. And turn me on.

♥ Spontaneity. And a take charge attitude. None of this, girl: "What do you want to do Friday?, boy: "I dunno what do you wanna do?" or, "you decide, I'll do whatever, I have absolutely no opinion." Screw that noise. I need a go getter. Someone who knows what he wants, and goes after it. Makes things happen. Surprises. Spontaneous acts of romance. Here and there; I'm not saying it's a must, all of the time. But some of the time, yeah. Absolutely necessary.

♥ Plays well with others. Can easily go with the flow. Can deal with a change in agenda. A bump in the road per se, is just that, not some huge issue. Easygoing and carefree. Doesn't upset easily. Shares well. Does unto others…. type thing. Does little things for the woman he loves, ie: buys hot sauce for her even though he hates it, leaves little notes in the bathroom, a goodnight phone call, checks to make sure she has her cell phone and favorite lip gloss for a night out, brushes the snow off of her car. These things, mean something. They mean a lot.

♥ Has passion. About me, obviously, but about other things too. Like music for example. Going to concerts, playing some instrument, seeking out new bands. Or sports. Going to games with friends, watching Sunday football. Basketball brackets. Or art. Likes to write, or appreciates a good book, and maybe likes museums. Or food. Can cook, or likes to maybe, or wants to learn. Loves a good steak. Likes/wants children. Is good with them. Is a good friend. Has a bunch of them, and is known for his accountability to them. Basically, has a passion for something outside of the relationship. Has plans and is busy with things, not just all consuming and conforming to being in a relationship.

♥ Family. Appreciates a good, happy family. Treats his mom well, and women in his life. Wants a family. Wants kids. My family likes him. He's easy to get along with and fits in with my family, and friends. I can leave him at a family party and know he can hold his own with my uncle who wears sunglasses indoors.

♥ Knows how to have a good time. Appreciates a night in, on the couch watching a movie pretty much as equal to going out on the town with friends. Likes to have guys nights. Drinks caffeine, and beer. Is open to trying new things. New places. Loves old places, hole in the walls. His idea of a good time can be just doing nothing, with me. Thinks I'm great.

♥ Can talk me out of mood. Or a funk. And will try to get my funk. Will give me time to cool off if I need it, but not put up with my crap if I'm being silly, overreacting, which I will. Can put me in my place. Will take care of me if I'm sick. Dependable. My go-to guy. For help with my car (I can deal with it on my own, but it doesn't mean I don't want his help anyway). Understands me. And just gets me. We get each other.

♥ Is a kind, genuine guy. Knows it, but is humble. Doesn't have a freakish temper. Doesn't drink a whole bottle of whatever-his-choice-may-be in one sitting. Can drink and hold his own, but knows his limits. Takes good care of himself, and others. Is a good guy. Wholeheartedly.

And that was more than five, I know. And I could seriously go on to probably 28, maybe 32. Lest this make me appear overly nit-picky, let me just state for the record, I am picky. I do admit to that. But I also know what I want. And what I don't want. I know no one is perfect, but the Mr. Perfect for me will end up being my Mr. Right. And one of these days I hope to find him out there.

**And thank you Mel for the "♥" tutorial-I owe you girl.**