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Are you kidding?

Just received in an email on a dating site: mmm greatest gift to my eyesight is having my eyes set on you hugs and kiss

Are you kidding? Does that work?



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Snobbery, and a trip to the grocery store


I really never considered myself a snob. Well, much.

Hard reality: yesterday I had coffee with a really nice, highly intelligent man (we met on – seriously). I was enjoying the conversation, even though I suspected that there is no possibility of more than coffee. He has an adult son with autism, and is pretty upfront about being committed to taking care of him.

All was well. Until he mentioned the new Pergo throughout the double-wide.


The grocery store
– I’m taking myself on a field trip to a grocery store later today. I realize that to you, the general, food-eating public, this is not momentous. People go to grocery stores all the time. Even single people. Even newly-divorced, “I don’t know how to cook for one after cooking for four” people.

I have gone grocery shopping since Mr. Ex moved out. But it’s been more of the “run in, buy yogurt, run out” shopping, unless I was entertaining (which, frankly, I didn’t do much in the last year). What have I been eating? For the most part, particularly since youngest moved out, it’s been quickie meals; roast chicken; take out; eat at oldest’s; happy hour (okay, quite a few of THOSE). Eggs. Bagels. You get my drift, I’m sure.

I realized this week that taking care of myself must include indulging in something that I’ve always enjoyed, which is cooking and baking. The whole onion roll adventure was part of that, and last week’s beef bourguignon and chicken enchilada soup day was another. So, today, I’m taking myself to a NEW grocery store (well, new to me), Perusing without a list. Gasp – buying on impulse. Because I want it.

The problem, of course, is that if I cook it’s too much for one. Perhaps having ComEd come out last week to take away my old full-size freezer was not the best timing. But I may have a solution to that. I found out yesterday that our school secretary and his live-in girlfriend are a little low on cash (how shocking – a colleague of mine not making enough money to live . . . she says with a touch of irony). He already works a second job, but I guess things are still tight. I’m guessing that they may be willing to help me out with the leftovers . . .


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Isn’t it romantic?

I was out to dinner with Mr. Engineer last night. Now, I’m not really interested in him romantically. He’s very nice, but there’s no spark at all (even though he’s an engineer – pun intended). But I enjoy going out with him for dinner and I feel like it’s good for me to remind myself that I’m capable of speaking to men to whom I’m not related and haven’t been working with for 15 years. Not that, being a teacher, I work with many men anyway.

He mentioned during the course of our conversation that he has sleep apnea and uses one of those machines that wakes you if you stop breathing during the night. That’s why, he explained, he doesn’t travel much outside the US – he’s worried about the electricity (makes sense to me).

I have carpal tunnel and use wrist braces at night. They’re essentially ace bandage supports with metal splints to keep my wrists straight. If I don’t use them my wrists tend to bend and lose circulation and then my hands go so numb that it wakes me. I could never figure out how numbness could wake you – but that’s another post.

So I get this mental picture of a romantic first liaison. He with his sleep machine, me with my wrist braces. Not exactly like when I was in my 20’s and the only thing you worried about was whether or not your roommate would walk in. Or in my 30’s when we worried about whether or not the kids would walk in. Now I feel like I’m just one step away from worrying that he’s going to knock down the water glass with my teeth in it.

Isn’t it romantic?


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Mr. Serious

Thanks to all who commented about my not wanting to continue a dialogue with Mr. Wisconsin.

I gave up on him. Not so much because he’s 100 miles away (although I did find that a problem), but mostly because he majorly creeped me out. He got way too serious way too quickly.

Five emails, and he’s writing:

Are you the one?

The one what? Seriously? I haven’t even met you. I don’t even know if I’m the one that’s going to want to have dinner with you.


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My, I’m trendy

cougar-town-pic_432x375Me and Courtney Cox. Uh huh.

I’m sure you’ve seen the TV ads for Cougar Town, the new ABC show starring Courtney Cox. Other than the fact that she’s looking at 40, and, for me that’s a somewhat distant memory, it’s a little spooky. ABC bills it as “a single-camera comedy that dares to tell the truth about dating after divorce.”

Nice to know that I’m in a common enough demographic that I rate a TV show.

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So, what’s up with the dating stuff?

I’ve definitely put that whole endeavor on the back burner. I just stopped worrying about whether or not I was going to find someone. I guess I just realized that it’s too soon (for me, since it apparently isn’t too soon for Mr. Ex – but I digress), and that there are other things on which to concentrate. You know; things like where I live, my own interests and rediscovering what makes me happy and fulfilled.

Having said that, I have gone out with E fairly regularly for the last month or so. Nothing serious; dinner, walking the mall. I insist on paying for myself – that way I feel like it’s no strings attached. He’s very nice. He’s smart, stable (he’s been an engineer for the same company for 25 years), financially secure, and Jewish. And I feel no chemistry. None at all. Not a beaker, not a test tube of chemistry. But I still go out with him to remind myself that I’m capable of talking to (a) men and (b) people I haven’t been friends with for 100 years. It’s fine. If he stopped calling tomorrow only my ego would be bruised.

I still check JDate occasionally, as well as several other free sites. I did get a really interesting email the other day from someone on OKCupid. The only thing it said was are you submissive? Wow. I just don’t even know where to go with that. I checked the guy’s profile. It says that he makes a million dollars a year. I dunno, for that kind of money I might be willing to be submissive.

Then there’s the man who wants me to come visit him in Starved Rock. I was really hoping for someone who didn’t require a 2-hour drive.

Meh. Whatever.


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Best pickup line EVER!

So I went out for sushi with Mr. Engineer tonight. This was our third meeting. I even let him pay, so I guess this was a (gulp) date.

Anyway, we haven’t talked too much about our past, but I did say something about having been left.

He looks at me and says very deliberately, “I don’t know you all that well, but you just don’t seem to me to be the kind of woman a man leaves.”

Oh yeah, best line EVER.


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