I am a proud Geek

This morning I am proud to be a geek! Never thought that would be something I would say. I gave up going out on a Friday night to get up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday that I don’t have my boys, to go to school. Yup, I’m a geek. What on earth is happening to me lately?

I would like to thank my fellow geek friend for this. Supermom, thanks for keeping on me even when I was pushing back. It is cool to be a geek nowadays right? Oh well, like I said I never have done what I’m supposed to, just ask my mother.

Some profile etiquette ideas for men

So it seems I have struck somewhat of a nerve in the online dating experience for women. I know some men who have had their issues with it as well but until I get some to follow and comment on my blog, it’s going to the women.

So here goes girls, and my one guy. Hopefully you will have some company soon. Since Stella is fond of you I am guessing you probably didn’t do any of these things anyway.

Okay boys, listen up.

Cougar Hunters and Booty Calls

Well, now here is an interesting one. I figure that if a girl can blog about cooking all of the recipes in Julia Child’s cookbook and have it become a best seller and a movie, surely people will want to read about dating, sex and the infamous Booty call.

Just to make myself clear in the beginning, I am not against sex. Quite the opposite actually. I also don’t believe at this point in my life I need to be in a serious long-term relationship to have sex. There I said it. I like sex. I just need and ask for some basic respect. Is that really too much to ask? Don’t call me at 3AM when you have left a bar by yourself and are so drunk you can’t perform anyway.

Picking myself up, dusting myself off and getting back out there

Okay then, how does one begin dating nowadays? I think I am ready for this. I am open to meeting people, am still fairly young, I think. Can that much have changed in 15 years? UH, YEAH! Okay, online dating, Google searches, tax returns, physical forms, my high school and college transcripts, texting, and what the hell is up with “winking?”

The last time I had a first date, I was 19. That doesn’t really seem to compute as a big deal for anyone but me. I would tell people this and their reaction was, that’s not so bad. Well, here it is. I started telling people a couple of facts about the time difference and suddenly their eyes were bugging out of their heads. The last time I went on a date I was almost exactly one half my age. The last time I went on a date, no one I knew had a cell phone. Well, okay, my dad did have that cool bag phone, but I don’t count that, and no one had Internet, never mind e-mail. Crazy huh?

An introduction to my wonderful crazy life

Sitting , watching tv last night, I heard the statement that best describes my life right now.  “Come on, if you don’t laugh, it just sounds mean.”  This, from Barney on one of my favorite sitcoms, How I Met Your Mother.   This is my new mantra. 

This blog was originally suggested by my sister who has been extraordinarily patient with me in listening to all of my stories on the phone.  When I repeated this blog idea to a couple of friends, they all suggested I go for it and one friend set up my blog site while I was still on the phone with her! Thanks Katie!  !

Welcome to my blog!

Inspired by my sister, I've decided to share my stories via blog. If I can find humor in it alI, hope you can too.