So I’m on surgery pretending that I am interested in what’s going on but really my mind is altogether somewhere else.

I got man on the brain. Not any particular man at all, well actually a particular man, but I’m convinced I haven’t met him yet (or that he doesn’t exist.. I prefer to believe right now that I haven’t met him yet).

I do have a crush on someone right now but that’s a complicated issue. Mostly complicated by distance and the fact that he’s a friend of a friend and he has other issues, and I’m insecure about whether he likes me like I like him etc etc etc. But anyway I digress…

This man, this wonderful smile inducing man. Who exactly is he??

He is:
1. Gentle but no punk. I like to know that if Pookie and RayRay try to act a fool with us, my man won’t be hiding behind me.
2. Able to laugh at the little things in life
3. Aware that romance does not require alot of finance, but is willing to spend a little to make me happy.
4. First of all, African American. I believe in similar struggle and shared understandings.
5. At least 5′9″(I rarely wear heels greater than 3″)
6. Aware that the dentist is your FRIEND! Ugly costs a whole lot to fix but a good dental plan can hook a brotha up!
7. Goal oriented (he doesn’t have to be there yet, but he should at least have a plan)
8. The proud owner of beautiful extremities (arms and legs and anything else that sticks out from a torso). I hate a man who isn’t balanced (works out the arms but not the legs)
9. Not driving a hooptie anymore. He’s had one, understands the struggle, but he has overcome.
10. Able to communicate with just his eyes. Jokes as well as compliments.
11. A believer but not a bible thumping condescending joy-killer.
12. A dreamer but well grounded
13. A planner. His idea of a birthday surprise doesn’t involve emailing a gift certificate.
14. The one who helps me remember and helps me forget.
15. The kind you call in sick to lay up with.
16. Independent but knows that he needs me.
17. Good looking of course, with a subtle sexiness that just eases out of him.

See now should it be that hard, I should take out an ad. Well then again, they all say they are all of the above (well at least that’s what their mommas tell them). I have met men with so many of the qualifications that if I could smash them all together, I would have one hell of a man! So if you know him, let a sista know!