tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4626425471574451579.post6032981475727608360..comments2023-06-15T05:05:32.495-06:00Comments on Random Ramblings: Dating....Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10130442147509407544noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4626425471574451579.post-65804696156396622892011-05-29T07:02:23.882-06:002011-05-29T07:02:23.882-06:00Thinking about dating makes me feel icky. I was a...Thinking about dating makes me feel icky. I was a single mom the whole time my kids were growing up. Throw kids into the mix and it's so much harder. At least if you get out there and go on a few dates, it could give you some good blog material!Hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01117516918233682323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4626425471574451579.post-27513938343193399362011-03-27T23:26:55.841-06:002011-03-27T23:26:55.841-06:00Ugh. That is a disaster date. Megan had horrific ...Ugh. That is a disaster date. Megan had horrific online dating experiences too.<br /><br />I had a guy sit and trash my profession all the way home from the stupid ballet once. Oh, and we went to the ballet because his ex-girlfriend was a dancer in it. Nice. Way to make me feel like a stalker-ish cow!<br /><br />I didn't even make him use brake fluid to totally stop the vehicle. I bailed out as quick as I could with barely a goodbye as soon as we hit the parking lot. Weirdo!<br /><br />I'm all for the organic approach but you have to BE somewhere they can see you. You are adventurous, have you ever considered signing up for one of those weekend adventure groups?Cynthiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15300459671364768442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4626425471574451579.post-40608512418093566402011-03-24T18:11:14.622-06:002011-03-24T18:11:14.622-06:00I could have written so much of this (well, no GPS...I could have written so much of this (well, no GPS guy for me- my online "dating" attempts have never amounted to an actual in person meeting) I keep hoping someone will have a really cute brother, cousin, friend etc.Sorta Southern Single Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14349718837546442408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4626425471574451579.post-26590909009126443542011-03-23T14:01:30.528-06:002011-03-23T14:01:30.528-06:00I never made it past the email stage in my one att...I never made it past the email stage in my one attempt at online dating, so you're way more adventurous than I am. I love the grocery store analogy - that's perfect!<br /><br />They say 20% of married couples met online - that's still 80% that didn't. Meeting someone organically would still seem to be the best way. That's good news for those of us who hate the online method.Single and Sanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01088040256596780195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4626425471574451579.post-35009358782897885222011-03-23T14:00:17.507-06:002011-03-23T14:00:17.507-06:00Oh, bother...dating is truly ugly. I wasn't go...Oh, bother...dating is truly ugly. I wasn't good at it in high school or college let alone at this stage of my life. Rick is my second go round but our dates were kind of organic and humorous. You never just went to a movie and dinner. He'd drag me out to check water on the farm and to eat beer nuts at the local bar. (That was what he considered dinner...) Some how I overlooked his lack of dating savy and fell for the goof ball anyway.<br /><br />I think GPS guy was an idiot. Not even a picnic on the side of the hill? He had no imagination. You're way better off without that one. <br /><br />I wish you could just stumble upon this diamond in the rough (not too rough) type who is lying low somewhere just waiting for a lady like you. But you're right. No dates is better than bad, ugly, repugnant dates with jerks. Heck yes!<br /><br />Maybe around the next bend...just call me johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01241948627657510426noreply@blogger.com