Dating

Alright, so this post may be a bit of a rant...just bare with me. When did dating become such a chore? Seriously, maybe it's just me, but I hate going out on dates. That said, the dating pool I've been picking from lately....not the best. So some of you know that I'm on match.com, dated a guy on there for a while, it went pretty well, then got broken up with by an e-mail, at work, over the noon hour. Haha, makes me laugh now. So my friends and family tell me to get back out there, blah blah blah. So I did, but I'm not sure when the word "sucker" got stamped on my forehead, but I think it's written in permanent marker.

The last date I went on, we'll call this Date #1, we met for drinks downtown after work. Pretty neutral place, sounded like a pretty good first date. We had good coversation (which really isn't hard, if you know me I can pretty much talk about anything, which sometimes gets me into trouble when I need to just shut up), anyways, he walks me to my car (scored some points for that), then I'm about to go in to hug him and I get the HAND SHAKE...really!?! Did we just have a friendly business meeting? I've always had a hug at the end of the night. So I pretty much figured at that point, it was mutual that there was no chemistry.....Not the case, I get a text later that night saying he had a great time and wanted to get together again! haha what??

Date #2, we met and went to a Twins game, (great idea, love going to the Twins games). Well we "just happen" to sit one row behind a few of his friends...coincidence, I think not. He then proceeds to go sit by these guys for about 20 min while I sit there staring around akwardly, hoping people are not watching this scene unfold (I did however get to see my lover Joe Mauer from afar, so it wasn't all bad). Just wait...gets worse. He then comes back and we start having a great conversation, and I thought to myself, ok he's redeeming himself here, and then he says, and I quote "look at that girl over there, her tits are about to hit her face". Really!?! Maybe I'm a bit over sensitive, but I'm pretty sure at no point in the date did I ever lead on that I would like to talk about another girls boobs, let alone have a comment like that on a first date. Needless to say, that went nowhere (I did get a hug after the date though, haha).

So, I've come to think that the recent Carrie Underwood song sums it up the best... "The more boys I meet, the more I love my dog" :)

One thing I have learned- dating is an adventure all in itself.