A strange phenomenon has occurred the last month in my life. I have been inundated with the "set-up". This is so unusual because 1) I am extremely picky (aka critical) 2) I am somewhat complex (high maintenance) and to most, impossible to manage 3) I am dubious at best 4) Except for those few brilliant people who see my invaluable attributes (love me) no one would intentionally subject their friends to such a case of emotional liabilities...at least, so I thought.

My two most recent suitors have come in the form of the ex-con. They have both served time for drug possession and the subsequent crimes that accompany such things. They are tattooed, tough, and now love Jesus. I wondered briefly if this was to insinuate that I am a girl "only a hardened criminal could love" or perhaps loving me would be like "serving time." I then came to the conclusion that it was my unlimited grace and love for broken, but strong that illuminated me for such a role. (Stop laughing, I need to believe this to preserve my self-esteem.)

I have never been one to tame. I like the danger, the excitement, and the "bad boys" if you must categorize them. I also know that there has to be a balance between the abusive and the doormat. I read this quote from Wild at Heart:

"A stallion is hard to tame. If you want a safer, quieter, animal, there's an easy solution: castrate him. A gelding is much more compliant. You can lead him around by the nose; he'll do what he's told without putting up a fuss. There's only one problem: Gelding's don't give life. They can't come through for you the way a stallion can. A stallion is dangerous all right, but if you want the life he offers, you have to have the danger too. They go together."

The perfect balance I dub thee "Rhett Butler" Here's a guy who sees Scarlett for all she is and thinks I can tame this one. He is up for the challenge. Strong, witty, and incorrigible. He can fight when he needs to, charm when necesary, a doting father, and even handles finances. A war hero when called upon and a lover above all. So Scarlet blew it, but he was her match in every way. So for that he deserves to be an ideal.

I want the strength. If that means stubbornness, tattoos, or a temper...come what may, I'm all in. In today's world, it may take a different form: to change the tire, cut down the tree, and even rescue the beauty from herself.

I am ready for a man to do it.

Not because I am not capable, but because I don't think I am meant to.