Fat and grey..... A New Band!

My son, the love of my life, told me tonight that I am too big to hug from behind.  Fat arms.  I was chatting with a girlfriend at the time who was being asked by the love of HER life if she liked the "white stripes" in her hair and if she put them there on purpose.  These are the future boyfriends, lovers, husbands to some lucky ladies out there!!  But, this blog is not going to be about my fat arms, my friend's grey hair or our wonderful, charming children!  It was suggested by my skunk headed (sorry N, couldn't resist!) friend that I blog my newest adventure in my life.... Dating!!  Now I have been dating for about 2 years now.  All of the men I have gone out with I have known in some capacity already though.  Old friends from HS, brothers of girlfriends (not the mention the brother of a friend that I had dated too!), clients..... No one new.  This was proving to be ineffective so I took "the plunge" and joined an online dating website just to shake things up a bit!  Now I didn't wake up one day and decide to do this.  I have a male friend to blame for this crazy idea.  He asked me to look at (stalk) an ex girlfriend's profile.... In order to do that I had to compile a profile of my very own.  I did this months ago, (stalked) looked at his ex's page, forgot about the whole thing.  Recently he asked me if I could look again.  I logged back on and was able to find my very own profile that had been collecting dust somewhere in a dark cyber closet.  Thought maybe it was worth doing some premature spring cleaning and busted out my feather duster.  Why not?  I decided that I don't want to date clients anymore with the economy going sour.  I am running out of friends with brothers.  I realized my HS life is best left back in 1989.  So where does that leave a single (and cute if I might say so) woman to meet men?  I'm certainly not into the bar scene although I pride myself on my ability to drink obscene amounts of sangria and never get a hangover :).  I work full time and then go home to my children.  I am not in the right place at the right time apparently and so my quest for a social life has had some obstacles!  I've done okay in the past couple of years though.  I'm not sitting home spinning yarn!  I've been wined and dined plenty and have had lots of fun being free!  Then there is the Greek.  Ahh, the Greek.  He has a name.  I know it.  It doesn't matter.  I will talk more about him later perhaps but for now I am tucking him back in my pocket.  I think he likes it there........