Virgin Blogger

Here it comes folks.  My dating life in a BLOG. Last year I didn't know what a blog was and I still don't know jack about tweeting and apps, so bear with me as I navigate this new fangled technology...

So, how did I get to be a successful, sexy, intelligent, witty and wonderful SINGLE mother? That is the journey we are about to embark upon.  I told a friend of mine about my newest identity, "blogger", and she asked if it was going to be reminiscent of Sex and the City. Wellll...I suppose.  Only I live in the suburbs, don't own a single pair of Jimmy Chu's or Manolo Blahniks ( $800 for a pair of shoes?? That will keep me in New Balances for 16 years!), and my boyfriends are not rich, sexy men with names that reference their foot size, or can make me something out of wood when the mood strikes. (Well, maybe some of them, hardy har har)

Speaking of names, I will never mention a date"s real name. Rather he shall be referred to as "The Cowboy",  "The Actor", or "Bingo". You get the drift .  Sadly, I can think of 2 who can be called "Bingo", and I am not calling them that for their ability to stamp their marker in the right spot.  If you know what I mean....

Alas, it is 9:57 p.m, 3 minutes till my bedtime.  I look forward to imparting my wisdom (or stupidity) on you. I encourage you to write to me with your dating disasters as once a week I will post a visitor's story. Good Night friends.