Weeding

The more I do this, the more complicated it becomes.
When I started I was a heavy weeder.  If I was online, my finger hovered over the delete key...writes too much, delete,  writes too little, delete...too much hair, not enough hair, no kids, likes Chinese food, into sumo wrestling and Nascar..delete, delete, delete. I met a few men, but no one lasted past a month or two...most didn't get past the initial meeting. So time goes by and I have have nada...not even a possibility of a relationship. I take a little break to regroup.  I do nice things for myself like long runs, pedicures, weekends away with the girls.  I think, maybe I'm too good at weeding.  Maybe I have to be more open.  I shouldn't be so picky..overlook a few things and I'll find what I'm looking for with just some careful pruning maybe.

I started out again a few weeks ago on a new dating site and told myself to be less discriminating.....
Here's what's happened so far..

One man I met seemed funny and clever on line, but turned out to be obnoxious and overbearing in person.  "Whatsa mattah?  How come you're not laughing?  I'm funny! Everyone tells me I'm funny," he assured me. Yuck.

 Another one called to confirm our meeting time and said "Hello Lisa"  Guess what? I'm not Lisa.

And another was so short I could see the top of his head when we both got off the barstools. At a whopping 5'3" I should not be looking at the top of any man's head....on a first date.

So maybe my weeding is not the problem.  Maybe it's the garden I'm choosing from or maybe I need to give it more time...it's only been a few weeks.

Spring is coming...new flowers popping up and all...

How 'bout someone just give Bruce my number?

Let's Get It Started

I know there are others out there like me in the dating world...I feel like Peter Frampton "I can't believe this is happening to me."... but not in a good way. lol  I know I'm not alone in this.  Does any of this sound familiar to you?
 I've been on the market for a kind decent intelligent man for about 4 years. (handsome and fit would not be turned away)  I've been on line, met friends of friends, gone to bars, joined running clubs, spoken with random strangers at the supermarket, asked lots of questions of lovely retired gentleman wearing orange bibs at Home Depot... and I still haven't found what I'm looking for.
Oh the stories... you just can't make this stuff up.  I don't know where to begin...Here are some choice email tidbits
 from "Tall Dark and Handsome"  I am a strong alpha black man who loves sex and wants to bring my woman to the dark side....
from GoldMan.. I want a deep lasting relationship with a caring woman...please only blonds, I hate redheads and no long back and forth on the email...I'm not looking for a penpal...
from Kind and Open in PA...hello   (I'm not kidding...that's all...just ...hello)
Maybe it's the teacher in me but for God's sake soccer is not spelled socker,  it's the Red Sox..not Socks, and there is not a pronoun.
That's it for now, I need some ice cream or maybe popcorn... I'll  keep posting stories and experiences and whatever else pops in my mind.