I’ll show you a place high on a desert plain…











{December 29, 2007}   So if I’m such a catch…

I just got back from a 5-day trip back to my hometown where I got to spend a lot of time with all my relatives that I don’t get to see very often. I love them-my family really is a great one. Every year you hear horror stories about people having to go home for the holidays but I love it! They are very sweet and they would all do anything for each other.

Anyway, after 5 days of being the only single person and every cousin, aunt and uncle saying either ”I know there is someone out there for you” OR ”the problem is you’re too great and the guys are all intimidated…too smart, too funny, too cute. Guys are scared.” OR  “I can’t believe there are no nice guys left. They have to be somewhere…why haven’t they snatched you up?” I started to think EXACTLY. What have I been saying for several months now? I either can’t find available guys OR the available guys are either not into me or I’m not into them.

Anyway, I usually don’t feel lonely because I have so many great friends but when it’s one of those snowy winter evenings that are just perfect for snuggling on the couch under a blanket; sometimes it sucks to be under the blanket alone. But as far as I can tell I am doing the best I can. I try to go out as much as possible with friends so that I am circulating (to dinner, book store, movies, bars, sporting events, etc). I make sure I look as cute as possible when I’m “out there” and when I meet new people I just act like myself. I don’t know anything else to do. Hopefully this plan works eventually. If anyone has a better idea I’m interested.

So going home was a nice way to be reminded of what a great catch I am and who knows maybe in 2008 someone nice and worthy will be fishing in this pond…

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