Having shared personal dating experiences with only my closest of friends, and occasionally with strangers at bars who
pretend to be interested, I thought I would jump on the blog bandwagon and share some warnings and dating advice through these tales of caution. I am almost 50, and like many of my single friends, I have experienced a number of dating disasters and memorable moments worthy of steamy chapters in books as well as comedy shows and B rated films. Some have been short lived with no more than a coffee shop visit and a forgotten name ,the only memory being the coffee stain on my shirt left from exiting the date in a hurry. Other memories of the dating scene have left scars upon my heart, and left men with broken spirits as they passed through the storm I can sometimes create. The moments that make up the life I now lead have been full of drama, pain, laughter and just plain stupidity at times. I think that the strange world in which I and all those single Southern women around me live, is worth a look. Proceed with caution. We like our lemonade cold and our men hot, but we love to love and we keep searching no matter how many times the humidity, a rainstorm or an encounter with a man named Bubba may derail us.
pretend to be interested, I thought I would jump on the blog bandwagon and share some warnings and dating advice through these tales of caution. I am almost 50, and like many of my single friends, I have experienced a number of dating disasters and memorable moments worthy of steamy chapters in books as well as comedy shows and B rated films. Some have been short lived with no more than a coffee shop visit and a forgotten name ,the only memory being the coffee stain on my shirt left from exiting the date in a hurry. Other memories of the dating scene have left scars upon my heart, and left men with broken spirits as they passed through the storm I can sometimes create. The moments that make up the life I now lead have been full of drama, pain, laughter and just plain stupidity at times. I think that the strange world in which I and all those single Southern women around me live, is worth a look. Proceed with caution. We like our lemonade cold and our men hot, but we love to love and we keep searching no matter how many times the humidity, a rainstorm or an encounter with a man named Bubba may derail us.