Tuesday, February 12, 2008

You're divorced...

…welcome to the wonderful world of on-line dating.

Y’know, the whole time I was married, I kept hearing single people talk about this new-fangled internet dating thing and thought “gee, that must be really cool – too bad it wasn’t around when *I* was single and could’ve used a great way to meet new people.”

Be careful what you wish for.

Now that I’m single, I’ve had to (over the strenuous objections of my mother who is convinced I will only get matched up with every serial killer in the OC) resort to it. Contrary to mom’s parano…er…concerns, haven’t met a serial killer yet. However, haven’t had as much fun as I thought I would with it. Instead of getting the occasional rejection once every six months, hey, why not PAY to get rejected by 50 guys a DAY?

Turns out that Internet dating? Not quite the key to successful romance I’d hoped it would be.

At least in 2007.

But, 2008 seems to be looking up. Way up, in fact. I’ve met a guy who’s managing to move quite quickly up the ranks on my shoe rating system. I gave him the benefit of the doubt on the first date and awarded him the brown ankle boots – normally this would be quite a coup, but it was really more about the weather that night. Because it was COLD. Still, I felt there was potential and he’s gradually worked his way past the cute flats stage.

It’s too soon to tell if he’ll make it all the way to the ultimate prize:

I mean, I'm not even sure George Clooney is worthy of these babies!

But my new guy has definitely made it to the Calvin Klein black knee-high stiletto boots stage (if my knee ever heals enough to allow me to wear ‘em, that is).

Lucky him ;-)


Music: “Bootylicious” – Destiny’s Child (because, you know, I’m finally gettin’ my mojo back and it feels good!)


Anonymous said...

Love it! Been there. Done that. On the first break-up after the first semblance of a relationship.

When I decide to jump back into the pool I might take another look at that shoe rating scale. ;-)

Silver Parrot said...

Hey, it's workin' for me so far! Plus, I like that feeling of confidence and control it gives me when I head out the door for a date...y'know...*I* decide if the guy's worthy of whatever level of shoe hotness.

Those red satin shoes are still in the box in the closet, but I know if I wear those for a guy...he's a keeper.