Earlier this week, Chantel was blogging about getting action after having kids….it was a crushing blow for me. You see, being a single mom of a three year-old boy in the midst of an epic dry spell, I sort of appeased myself by thinking that no one – married or single – with a toddler was getting any. Well..Chantel, her randy husband and the fact that she has eight kids AND a sex life has thrown me into a pit of hellish reality!
Here’s some truths that I need to accept.
a. The longest relationship with a man and my lady parts in the last decade….has been with my OB-GYN.
b. Currently, my 95 year-old grandfather and 13 year-old nephew are getting more action than me.
c. When I’m bitchy and someone remarks, ‘ah she just needs to get laid,’ – I high five them and nod my head.
I’m past the point of going to bars, picking up and getting busy. My grandmother used to say ‘who wants the cow when they can get the milk for free’. Well, I was handing out quarts of it in university….and it messed with my head. I need something meaningful – well at least I need to know his last name (I’M KIDDING!).
I know that I’m still not putting myself out there so I have no one to blame but myself. But today I was talking with someone and he said ‘you’re strong, independent and you don’t need anyone.’ Blah..blah..broken record. Okay I don’t NEED someone but I’d really like someone – and not just for action although that’s a fantastically appealing aspect.
Thanks to doulagirl for trying….I so appreciated the thought…it never went anywhere. AND I’m not here looking for dates or sympathy…what I want to know is how did you meet your significant other? Don’t tell me to squeeze melons at the grocery store…..
Truly…this must end…my friends are beginning to mock me….beyotches…:)
**oh and I just googled ‘dry spell’ to look for a picture…and a picture of Cindy Crawford and Randy Gerber…randomly hilarious.**
I met my hubby at a very unusual place. I was a volunteer at a soup kitchen. After we had served the meal and cleaned up I was sitting at a table chatting with other volunteers and a couple of clients when he walked in to meet a friend and go for coffee. He joined our table and later when he found out I would have to walk home he asked his friend if I could join them for coffee and get a ride home afterward. He later called another friend who volunteered at the Christian center that had the soup kitchen and asked if she knew me and what kind of a person I was. Then he called me the next day to make a date. We married the next year.
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have not met my soulmate yet, sara. I need to believe I will
I love this pot and your enduring honesty and humour.
Desi – I looooove this story!
no Julie! no…you can never feel bad for trying!!!
i still feel badly about that 🙁 i’m really sorry. i shall never try to set anyone up again! i swear on all that is holy!
You already know that I met Chris at his house- he was wasted, puked, I slept in it…blah blah… he bought me breakfast and that was it. However, my best friend got married last summer & she met her hubby online- she went on a lot of bad dates and so-so relationships first though…gotta weed through. My sister met her husband at a rally car race- something she had never been to and went on a whim. So just keep being amazing you and doing new & different things & it’ll happen with whomever it’s supposed to happen with, right?
baaaaaawwww okay yeah I am getting it (okay hit me now Sara) my sister met the guy she is with online – as for my hubby we met at a gymnastics competition – I was coaching and he was taking photo’s for a university class. He kept annoying me the entire time I was coaching and so finally I said yes I would go out with him just to get him to leave me alone. 22 years later here we are with 8 monkeys – as you can see he was as much of a pain in the ass back then as he is now lol.
I am sure the right guy is out there somewhere and he will probably find you when you least expect it:)
I don’t think it’s you who’s supposed to be doing the melon-squeezing… ahem.
I met mine at a bad summer job in undergrad, which works way better when you are 19! However, I do know people who have met online and gone on to lovely relationships and marriages, so it seems worth a try if you are never anywhere that seems to contain what you are looking for!
My roommate brought Mike over to our apartment while I was sleeping. I did NOT want to meet him – especially with sleep hair, wearing a holey t-shirt and some XXL pajama pants. I’d actually refused to meet him on several previous occasions. Anyway, I got up to get some coffee, and he smiled at me. Oh. My. God. That smile. With his stubbly jaw, and t-shirt and jeans? Oh. My. God. We had our first date a week later, and we’ve been together for 12.5 years, now. He was my roommate’s boyfriend’s friend-from-highschool, and my roommate met her boyfriend through a dating service. So, I guess they really do work!
I broke the cardinal rule. I dated someone at work. We still work together 9 years later.
My thing with the Serb was Mutual Disinterest at First Sight. Met through a friend and got together 4 years later. So, I guess, tell your friends to make more friends to introduce you to? (p.s. I’m on it!)
In 1994, I “met” a cute guy over the phone who worked in the Montreal office – long distance for 2 years – then I moved to be with him. The rest is Grumbler history…
Just keep doing what you like to do, and he’ll show up. Or he won’t. But you’ll be doing and enjoying everything that matters to you and that brings you joy anyway. 🙂
Nice Friendly People….I love that Lynn! I wonder if there’s one called Tall, Hairy, Jackasses….I’ll find my dream man there….:)
Carlo! I love this story….I never knew that! Good for Daniela for ditching the dude and going for the catch!
Try to be breif. We were aquaintences, she worked with my sister. She was dating someone, also someone that I knew, me and him were sort of friends. There was an offfice party at Hemingways. Said to my brother-in-law “what she doing with him, when she could be with me”. He told my sister, she told Daniela. Next day Daniela dumped dude and called me. The rest is as you know it.
First one – university. He was a football player, I was a cheerleader. Marriage lasted 22 years. Second one – online by random chance in an ICQ chat room called Nice Friendly People (quite the story…) Been together for 11 years, married for 6. This one’s the keeper.
Sadly my story is just an old cliche. We met at a bar when I was 21.
I was fairly drunk for the first month (or 2?) that I knew him – he worked at my Thursday night hangout.
He was the complete opposite of what I thought my type was and we didn’t start officially dating until about 4 months after I met him. We got married 2.5 yrs later.