Still more online dating

Three weeks into my online dating endeavor.  Three dates.  Two guys.  Other tentative dates in the works.  C and I plan to see a movie Tuesday night.  D wants to go out again.  The previous sentences were typed between giggles.  While I have a tremendous amount to offer the right person….I’m not cool, popular, or desirable in the conventional sense if at all.  I’m an awkward dork and feel so silly writing about this.  As I write these it’s like I’m Kristen Stewart trapped in Carrie Bradshaw’s columns! 

This is the favorite band of my favorite email partner.

This is the favorite band of my favorite email partner.

A delightful first occurred on the dating website:  somebody corrected my profile.  Because I didn’t proofread [oops] an auto correct error escaped me.  There is a huge difference between ‘contraction’ and ‘contradiction.’  M was kind enough to bring this to my attention without coming across as a jackass.  Diction snafu aside, he blew my mind [no easy feat] with the thoughtful, intelligent, and witty message he sent me.  With a smile plastered across my face– and my brain kicked into high gear– I gave him my email address.  Much like I do with my best friend, Chris, I find myself looking forward to hearing what he has to say.  I don’t want to divulge anything about his personal life but suffice it to say I am both interested and inspired.

One potential gentleman caller messaged me to tell me he was about to give up on the dating website until he saw my profile and read this blog.  Perhaps that’s a line from his playbook but for the purposes of this post I’ll take it at face value.  If I meet some interesting, fun, and all around spectacular individuals from this endeavor [that has already happened and I’m positive it will continue to happen] then it’s all been worth it.  I would certainly hope that if nothing else I take friends from this experience.  Just because I may not be compatible with somebody doesn’t mean they won’t become one of my nearest and dearest.

The #1 man in my life will always be the one in the green shirt helping the #2 man in my life mow the lawn.

The #1 man in my life will always be the one in the green shirt helping the #2 man in my life mow the lawn.

Quite a few people on the dating website have mentioned this blog.  My cynical, black heart melts when somebody tells me they are looking forward to my next post.  It seems overall as though the quality of messages I’m receiving is improving.  I’m sure I just jinxed myself with that statement….but I suppose that’s a risk I’ll have to take.

Let me take a moment to remind everyone that my magic number is 10/12/13.  Other than being the day before my sixth wedding anniversary [ha ha ha] it has no significance.  However, I won’t even consider being exclusive or venturing towards relationship territory until that date.  I want time to ‘play the field’ and I’m not going to apologize for it.  None of the guys I’ve actually gone on dates with have given me any grief about this but it’s worth repeating.  Sean Penn, Kiefer Sutherland, or D-Loc could try and wife me right now and I’d decline.

emoAlso remember that it takes an act of Congress for me to get out of the house.  Between work and being a single mother of two– not to mention the fact that it is rare for me to vacate the premises before the kids are asleep– I don’t have much time to give.  A large part of my availability depends on how easily you can come to my neck of the woods and how flexible you can be with your schedule.  I’ve got to coordinate plans with multiple people before I can commit.  And it requires advanced notice.

In other news, I had the privilege of seeing not one but two people from my past yesterday.  First there was the exceedingly uncomfortable carpool experience with the former boyfriend of a year and a half.  I’m glad he seems to be doing well but it was just….surreal.  And awkward.  Awkwardly surreal.  Then there was that other guy.  What do I even call him?  Being near him feels comfortable and safe but it doesn’t bring me the giddiness it once did.  Both of these encounters were excellent reminders that I am doing the right thing by branching out and finding fresh fish in the sea.

With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,



About Cocktails With Hemingway

I'm blunt and opinionated. Virtually everything I say or do is a contradiction but I'm not a hypocrite. I never hesitate to speak my mind and never fail to leave an impression wherever I go. You love me, you hate me, but you'll never forget me.
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3 Responses to Still more online dating

  1. M. says:

    You are too kind m’lady. I might be blushing a tetch from such a positive mention on your blog.

  2. john says:

    Hey I’m lovin your blog……. very admirable for you to put yourself out there. … you aren’t what you imply however, your super cool and you could inspire more people to be self aware as you are.

  3. Oh, M. ❤
    Thank you, John. Though I do feel pretty awkward I appreciate you thinking I'm cool.

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