Tonight I seriously spent 25 mins hacking apart a whole butternut pumpkin just to make my ‘Moroccan Spiced Couscous Salad’ for lunch this week. My seriouslysingle girly hands just could not get through this mother of a pumpkin!
Come on chicks, make me feel better. This has happened to you before too right? Right???
If I had a cat (or 18), after having witnessed my weak, sad & pathetic efforts they would have been embarrassed that I was their crazy cat lady!
Yet another reason why I need a husband. I’m now adding ‘wood chopper’ to my list of criteria desired in a man…
You thought this was going to be a post about kissing girls didn’t you? Sorry to dissapoint!
A couple of weeks ago I saw a story on Katy Perry’s interview with Rolling Stone where she speaks about not needing a man to have a baby. In her exact words she says:
“I don’t need a dude. It’s 2014! We are living in the future; we don’t need anything. I don’t think I’ll have to, but we’ll see. I’m not anti-men. I love men. But there is an option if someone doesn’t present himself.”
Right on sister!
It was funny timing as just the week before that, I was on Facebook and had one of those ‘Pages you may like’ come up for an IVF clinic that was offering info sessions for single women or female same sex couples interested in having a baby. I have always said that if Mr Right doesn’t make an appearance in a timely fashion I would ‘buy’ a baby and I had often wondered what would actually be involved in making it happen, so it seemed like a sign!
I told my friend Ms K that I was going to go and she offered to be my pretend girlfriend for the evening – just for the fun of it! On the night, as I was walking to meet her, I walk straight past a ghost of dating past – the one that kept me waiting for ages for our date and then finally arrived all sweaty uggghhh. Honestly, Sydney is getting far too small or I am dating far too much if I keep running into these losers all the time!
Anyhoo, the session was actually really interesting and the doctors made the whole thing sound far more normal than the concept of making a baby by yourself really is!
I left it thinking that it sounded like a good option shall I require it, but I will be keeping it up my sleeve for a number of years yet! I still remain optimistic that the next person I date won’t be a dickhead (as usual). You have to remain positive right!?!?!
PS – I haven’t updated for a while as there has been absolutely NOTHING to tell on the dating scene. I exchanged a few txts with that last guy I had dinner with, but then it just fizzled out. I’ve spoken to a few guys on POF and Tinder of late, but nobody interesting enough to want to meet. It’s a dating dry spell!
I’m about one week away from giving up and just getting a cat ;p
Over the past two months or so, I have dated quite a lot of guys. Mostly only once. Sometimes we got to a second date. But mostly it ended as quickly as it begun.
I have had no success with Tinder. Damo the douche and the one with the Little Sausage both came from Tinder. The other guys I’ve met from there turned out to be assholes too.
I’ve pretty much maxed out RSVP. When I log in, most of the guys on there I’ve already had contact with, or they are particularly hideous and will be on the shelf for a long time.
I invested in dating through the Executive Matchmaker and A Table for Six under the misguided impression that paying more would lead to meeting a higher quality candidate, a man with his shit together, who is serious about a relationship. But no, it’s been a complete waste of money.
I thought when I went back to uni to do my MBA that I might meet a smart and ambitious man who would be well suited to me. I’ve met lots of them actually, but they all have wives already.
I’ve asked all my friends if they have any friends they can set me up with, but no one knows anyone new to introduce me to.
I’m definitely not the type to date where I work, but having said that there is no one that I would be interested in there anyway.
So what’s a girl to do?? A few of my friends have suggested I take a step back from my focused dating efforts and hope that the old adage that you find someone when you’re not looking rings true. I’m not sure I can trick fate like that, and prior to about 18 months ago, I actually wasn’t doing too much to find a man and the only thing that happened was that I ate a lot of pizza whilst drinking wine alone on my couch at home.
If I don’t do anything I feel Im destined to have 18 cats by the end of the year. But I’m really bored with this relentless routine of dating dickheads, so I’m thinking I should give it up for a while.