I have been REALLY bad about getting back on track with my blog. Never fear dear reader(s), it's not that I've forgotten about you. It's simply that I've been filling in my spare moments with dating for the first time in my life, and it is a very time consuming process. This is not your grandparent's dating game anymore; the name of the game (unfortunately) seems to be quantity, not quality. Which makes one wonder how anyone can get around to finding their complimentary other half and settle down to growing old together when the world seems so full of other possibilities.
I'm at the point where I'm considering throwing in the towel, folks. Dates with the wrong people (of which I've had more than a handful now) are one thing, but going on a date with the right person is even worse. A great time is had by all, but then what? THAT question can keep you awake at night. Do I call? Do I email? Do I text? Do I myspace comment? Do I yahoo instant message? Do I ignore him all together to seem aloof and mysterious?
I'm grateful for meeting amazingsuperwonderfulfantastic people, and being one myself; living with and nurturing my two favorite people in the world; beginning my mini-vacation today; talking to my best friend until 3:30am; and knowing I'm lovable.