How the heck did I get into this?

I can't tell you what possibly possessed me but after a really frustrating day at work, and a few shots of vodka I decided to set up an account on Yahoo Personals. Simple enough, I actually had an account and had been out there a few time looking at the *potential* men that were available.

I spent that night online with a friend and we looked at various profiles and in my semi-inebriated state I found the weirdest strangest looking men that I could find and sent her the links to their profiles. We were both in tears laughing at these guys...

---it wasn't until the next day that I realized every person's profile that I looked at got an indicator that I had been checking them out...OH FECK! Luckily there were no responses from any of them, bad karma, I'm telling you.

I added a few photos, fairly tame but recent photos of me and posted about a two sentence bio for myself. Oh yeah, that's really going to attract the men...rolling my eyes. I expanded my bio and sent it in yet again for approval.

Then the parade of men looking at my profile began. I was feeling a bit like I was at a jr. high dance. Boys shuffling their feet on the other side of the room staring across the room at the girls..expecting them to do something--nothing.

I was raised in a generation that women did not call men. So for me it was a hard concept to send an "ice breaker" to a gentleman. I sent a few...and received a response back from a gentleman with no profile photo. He appeared to be a professional man and we exchanged a few messages. He was concerned because my political views were not the same as his, conservative. I promised that I would not talk about *that man* that I did not vote for if he didn't. We exchanged email addresses and I sent him an email..no response. I kinda think it was because my email address is "too dazzling" yeah, that may have scared him off.

I took my profile offline and put it online a few dozen times. I received some ice breakers, some short messages from some ahem *interesting* gentlemen that didn't seem to match up with me either geographically or as people. Maybe my criteria was a bit too harsh?

1. No spelling errors--if you can't spell the word honey (hones) I can bet that we are going to have some communication issues.
2. No smoking--I get a headache and feel very sick if I'm around any type of cigarette smoke.
3. No person that had the words soul mate, life partner, woman to clean my house and do my bidding (I just left that guy after 26 years) or long term relationship.
4. No kids at home--I love kids, don't get me wrong but after 23 years of being a great mom to my kids I'm not planning to do that again.

...and the fun continues...

Dazzling