I Now Dub Thee...

Ok. So I got a few comments from friends and it has been suggested that Jason be changed to Patrick largely due to this comment.

So from now on and I will go back and change it officially in the other posts Jason will be Patrick. Which I guess fits him better.

Shirley

Oh My Friends Make Me Laugh

Just a little funny text message...Patrick (according to one great friend - who has been stalking him on facebook) said he looks like Wolverine (he has a beard in one photo) and McDreamy (a little scruffy) in another photo.

So...she sent me a text message that said - If you marry this guy and he wants to have kids, I'll have one at the same time. Then came...I'm predicting two boys for you - you can name them Hugh and Patrick.

Shirley

Can I See Some ID Please Ma'am?

Saturday night I had an activity for my church calling. It was a huge group thing. We had a great turn out. After, I organized a group of friends to get some Pizza and play night games. Patrick needed a ride home because his roommate conveniently left him there. I drove him home. We sat out in my car talking for a while. We weren't able to park in the driveway because there wasn't any space left. I had to park across the street at the neighbors house. I only mention this because of what happened next.

A little while later a car slowly pulled into the neighborhood and drives by us. It was a police car. We watched it and I thought I bet they are going to turn around and come back. Sure enough. The car pulled to the end of the street, flipped around and pulled in behind us. The policewoman got out of the car and asked us if everything was ok. Yes. We're just talking (and that's all we were doing). She made a point to make eye contact with me and asked again if everything was ok. I said yes. She then said that they had gotten a call about a suspicious vehicle parked out here. Sweet. I have a suspicious vehicle. Or maybe I am suspicious. I swear to you we were not steaming up the windows or being inappropriate in any way. Just taking. She asked for our ID's and then said good night. Luckily since we're older, no curfew. Seriously though it was super embarrassing and that has NEVER happened to me before.

Patrick sent me a text message Sunday that said - I hope you are being good today so you don't get in trouble with the coppers again. Nice.

He also stopped by my house with food Sunday night. It was well after my kids had gone to sleep so it felt ok to invite him in. He made me a fruit salad. Aww. He's adorable. We ended up talking for a few hours. He feels comfortable the way the Rick feels comfortable. Only I have a spark with him. I even felt okay asking him personal questions. I am really having a great time getting to know him. Patrick is totally not what I expected him to be. He is smart, funny, and he can be serious when the moment calls for it. He is totally goofy and silly too! I thought he would just be goofy, some young guy that would be fun to go on a date with. It's been surprising, completely unexpected and...I think...actually...yeah...I like it.

Shirley

I Have a Headache and I Need Some Sushi...Say What?

This day is so bizarre. I know that guys do NOT micro-analyze all of this stuff like we girls do, but I was hanging out with my cousin and her cute babies when my phone rang. My cousin said I like your ringtone. I looked at her and said, "There is only one person who has this ring tone, however, he rarely called me when we were dating." I kept thinking I didn't assign it to anyone else did I? I look down at my phone and there is his picture...Henry. What? What? WHAT?

I answer the phone and he said hey how's it going? You've been on my mind, I just got out of a recording session and was talking to some friends of mine. Apparently his friends have a son that has really bad eczema. So does mine. We must have discussed this at some point. I don't remember that conversation. He called to tell me about this natural treatment that worked for this other family. He wanted to pass on their information to me if I was interested in how they dealt with it. Huh? Ok. Thanks Henry. We talk a little longer. He tells me about his birthday trip. I talk about my New York trip coming up. He informs me that he is coming to a fireside I have set up in October. His parting comment is I'll see you in October and we can hang out after. I'm looking forward to seeing you. I know he is going to Europe to finish recording music for his new CD. I totally forgot to ask when or inquire about how his music was going. His music was partly responsible for our break up.

I'm trying hard not to read anything into this and not overly analyze or think about it. However, let me say. After we broke up, I am embarrsed to actually admit this, but I may (or may not) have secretly stalked Henry on facebook. You know casually glancing at his page once (or twice a day). Stalking all the girls he friends. Filling in all the details on each girl and what Henry thought of her and spending way too much time thinking about it and him and what he was doing. Seriously - it took me a little while to stop doing this and cut it down to once a week and not looking at the girls he is friending. Then I get the Happy Birthday message. I get over it. Then a month later I run into him at the FHE activity. Then a week ago I posted a picture on facebook and Henry makes an innocent comment a small exchange is made between he and I and wham! I'm sucked back in to wondering what he is doing. Again. Trying not read anything into it. It probably means nothing to him except a friend contacting another friend. Nothing more. We both agreed to remain friends and I feel like this is his way of remaining friendly. I have had time to come to terms with his decision and I know that it was the right decision. I really had strong feelings for Henry, but there were a few things that I didn't love about him. Not deal breakers, just things that were mildly irritating.

I realize that everyone has something that is going to be mildly irritating. The thing you have to do is accept the irritation, deal with it, work it out, talk about it and move on. It's really about finding someone who's irritation is acceptable to you and something you can live with forever.

I have been reading the book Marry Him. It's given me quite a bit to think about. The idea of doing this again is becoming less scary to me. The thought of having another relationship and possibly finding someone to share my life with. There is a section in the book titled: Love is timing, a verb and a noun. It goes on to talk about what love is. It's not the fireworks (although they are nice). "You love someone by honoring them, cherishing them, caring for them." It's not just passion. The point was made "if you have everything you need in a relationship, but you're just not feeling it anymore, maybe you're focusing too much on whether you're in love (the noun) and not making enough of an effort to love (the verb) your partner. There's an aspect of love (the verb) that's a choice." This made me think of something my sister in law said, "you have to wake up everyday and choose to be married and choose to love the one you're with." The timing part is finding someone who's ready to take the next step the same time you are.

Well, that's my day so far...I now really do have a headache and think I need to go get some sushi. However, I may just curl up with a good book and stay in. Thinking about a question that was posed to me: If Henry asks me out again would I go? I'm not sure...my answer is yes and no. I really think the best option is not to worry about it unless it actually happens. It will keep me from being less neurotic. What are your thoughts? Advice?

Shirley

It Started with Juice and Ended with a Kiss...

Yeah. I know. I can't believe it either. Patrick asked me to get a Jamba Juice with him last night and I said sure. My kids are having a little Ned time (aka Dad) so I was free and didn't have any plans. I thought it's just a smoothie right? Well...we sat there and talked for two hours and then he said that he wanted to go for a walk or a drive or something. I was game so I said ok. Well we ended up talking in the Target parking lot (try to not be jealous of this romantic rendezvous) for another hour. I told him I should probably go because I was going to borrow a Halloween costume from a friend. We started driving home, but swung by his place to get some veggies he has just picked from his ward garden.

He drops me off at home and we stood there on my doorstep talking again. I know he was really hungry (he has diabetes so he should eat on a regular schedule). So. I am standing there thinking I really should just invite him in and make him dinner. I really love to cook and I know I have stuff in my fridge that could make a decent meal. So I did.

Let me say here. Earlier today, Laverne and I were talking and she gave me the advice that I need to not be so uptight (my word, not hers) about Patrick and just see what happens.

I made dinner. Then we sat on my couch and talked for a few more hours (the date lasted 7 hours). He has blue eyes and I am a sucker for guys with blue eyes. He also has great hair and that slightly scruffy thing going on. Anyway. We are sitting there talking and then... he... leaned in... and kissed me. And kissed me and *sigh* kissed me.

So that's how my night went, how was yours?

Shirley

Story of my life.

Here is another one for the books.

The weekend Shirley and I went to the lake included more than just a relaxing couple of days on the beach, talking to guys with Australian accents, and checking out those with nice pecs. It also included a rather awkward espionage moment. I'm thinking the many Alias episodes we've watched help us get through the event. Or maybe it was just dumb luck. Fortunatley there wasn't a need to speak Russian.

Let me remind you about Hugh. I have a friend who works with him and has been excited to set us up. According to her, he is about 40, has two boys (one on a mission and one in high school), is recently divorced and ready to get out again. Without getting too personal, apparently his wife has some issues that made most of their life difficult and he finally felt he was at a place in life where he could initiate the divorce and move on with his. He has been in a couple of Bishoprics and has a strong people personality. I've heard many great things about the kind of person he is and how he treats others. He has also been very successful in his business and is currently adding to his "empire."

One of those additions is a restaurant.

A few days before this weekend, my friend mentioned that Hugh would be in town. (He had been in CA working on his properties there and launching his new yacht. No, I am not kidding.) Because he needed to be at his new restaurant (in UT) for a photoshoot, she suggested it might be a great weekend for he and I to meet. (His actual home is in ID.) Because it is located in a place on our way to the lake, I said she could definitely mention the possibility to him. However, there were a lot of things he had scheduled on his way through UT that weekend, and said that he would prefer to schedule time with me in a few more weeks when he came through again, so he could be more relaxed and have the opportunity to get to know me.

That worked for me.
Or so I thought...

On our way to the lake we had to stop for some groceries (Shirley, Rick, Roger and I). It also happened to be dinner time and we decided it would be best to just grab something to eat before making the rest of the drive up. When deciding where to eat, Shirley and I both smiled and casually suggested a restaurant just across the parking lot. Yep, the one that happened to be owned by Hugh.

I will disclaim here: Knowing he had a busy weekend and plans to finish his drive home the next day, I never imagined he would actually be hanging out there all evening. I was wrong.

We walked in, ordered our food and sat down. Fortunately we were able to get a good table in the back corner with a full view of the restaurant. After sitting for a few minutes, I noticed a guy walk in who looked about 40 and could possible be "management." I was content to quietly observe because I only had a name for Hugh, and really nothing much to go by physically. As I was trying to subtly check him out, another guy walked in who was dressed similarly, but was definitely older, and clearly in charge. I'll also mention the bad hair now. I'm talking hair piece bad.

While I was now less subtly analyzing the two players, my salad had been delivered and I noticed there was no dressing. Shirley, following all of this, jumped up and went to the older gentleman (hair guy) to ask for some dressing. During the hand-off she was also able to get a clear view of his name tag. It said Hugh. And to be extra helpful, just below the name it actually said "owner."

Not bad for unplanned, unskilled, and unsophisticated.

Once I finally stopped laughing (the soda through your nose kind of laugh) and started eating my salad, I realized what a bad situation this could turn into. First of all Rick & Roger had no idea what was going on and could say anything (they were noticing his bad hair too). Second, Hugh may have seen a picture of me and he looked like the kind of guy to remember a face (successful business guy trait). Third, Shirley and I looked like we were on a date with R&R, so fourth, what if he came up to our table? How would I handle that? Should I introduce myself? Confess to idiocy? What!? He was doing the owner thing and talking with everyone to make sure their food was good, they had what they needed, and offering the "thanks for coming in" piece. I could definitely see what my friend meant by describing him as a people person.

I shouldn't have been surprised then when he did make it to our table. After making sure we had enough dressing he offered us popsicles (part of their grand opening event) and wished us a good evening. I just sat there looking at the table with what could only be described as the "deer in headlights" look. Fortunately the whole episode lasted less than a minute. Or was it a lifetime? I had clearly chosen to pretend I wasn't there rather than actually introduce myself like a mature, stable, adult.

Once we finally made it out (with only a little suspicion from R&R because they are used to abnormality from Shirley and I), I wasn't quite sure what to do. This put me in "disaster clean-up" mode and I decided I needed to know if he had seen a picture of me. If so, then I needed to be prepared to confess the first time we spoke - just to clear the air. If not, then I could probably get away with not mentioning it. Ever. So, after checking with my friend (and confessing all the horrid details to her) I found out that we can all just pretend this never happened.

To summarize, Shirley got a good look at his face (during name tag scan) and said he had nice eyes, and was pretty cute. Fortunately hair is cosmetic. And can be shaved. He did look a bit older than expected so it will be interesting to get an actual age from him. However, if he does decide to call, I'm sure it will be an interesting night out. Not only because he is older, and professionally in a unique place, but because I'll keep thinking about the first time we met - and hoping he never has to know about it.

Laverne

Going on a Treasure Hunt!

Patrick called me to confirm the date Thursday night and he said, "So are you ready to take a chance on this young buck?" I said yes. Saturday night we went to dinner and then went on a treasure hunt. Actually it was Geo caching. If you haven't been you should do it. It was a really fun first date. It was interactive and exciting when you find the site and discover the container.

I didn't embarrass myself this time and I didn't notice the age difference. He is really personable. He can hold his own in the conversation. He looks at you when he is talking to you. He was polite with the server at the restaurant and he opened all my doors for me (funny the things you notice). Which, the door opening, isn't something all guys do anymore. I know. I know. They should. I don't expect them to open when getting out of the car, but getting into the car and going into the places I think it's nice. Are you with me on this?

He recently lost his youngest brother in a car accident. We talked about our mutual loss. It's nice to have someone understand what that is like. He sang in a band in high school. He had some of the songs he sang on his ipod. I got to hear them. Umm...punk rock band. Kind of funny.

He asked me out again and I said yes. One great comment. My friend "R" gave me permission to not wait for six months before the first kiss in fact she said - you can kiss him on the first date. I love this girl! So funny.

I saw Patrick on Sunday at a fireside and he made it a point to come and talk to me and again said that he wanted to go out with me again. He asked if Saturday I could go - I have an activity, but we thought maybe after we could get some dessert or something.

Shirley

Institute - Woot Woot!

I need to start with a disclaimer: I really do go to Institute because it is a nice spiritual pick me up in the middle of the week. I can't help it if I have met a few interesting guys as well. Not all of the guys are interesting, but there are a few. This is going to be a longer post because I have to give a little background to catch everyone up.

A few weeks ago, while sitting in the parking lot of the church building, I accidentally and embarrassingly honked at a guy. Let me explain. I didn't mean to honk at him. I was reaching in the back of my car for my purse so I could get out my lip gloss. As I was reaching back with my right hand my left hand slid down the steering wheel and when I sat up (I really had to reach) I was off balance a little and my left hand tried to grab for something only to...well - HONK! I look up and standing there is this cute guy. Our eyes meet - mine with panic and dismay - his with surprise and humor. Oh no! That did NOT just happen. Actually it did. Shoot! Just my luck.

I slink into class and sit on the back row hoping to avoid any type of contact with this guy (who will be named Steve). After class I was mingling a little with Rick and Steve comes over and makes a joke about being honked at. Oh thank you so much. Can you just kill me now? I recover and say well at least tell me your name so in the future I will know who I am honking at. Steve and I are now friends on Facebook.

This morning I get a message that Steve had made a comment on a photo of mine. When I look at the picture it is from Henry's fireside last year. It's a picture of me and two guys. The comment was: "Wow! You know Patrick? We're going to be roommates in a couple of weeks." I don't really know Patrick, but I do remember him. I remember him because at the time I thought he was really cute. He has dark hair and blue eyes. I ♥ boys with dark hair and blue eyes. I talked to him a bit, but was pretty focused on Henry that night and the fact that I finally got to meet him. I didn't really pay attention to anyone else. I pretty much had tunnel vision straight to Henry.

We had a social after Institute and I was talking to Steve when he said, "Oh you guys know each other right?" I look over and there is Patrick. I remembered his name because of the photo I saw earlier. We started talking and I think he is charming and funny and so cute. Well...I say we should be friends on facebook so I can tag your photo. He said ok. I sent the request - thank you iPhone. I had to go to a meeting and as I was leaving and I said to Patrick - don't forget to accept my friend request tonight. He started walking with me and said I don't think that will be enough for me? What? I said. He responded with I think we should go out. What are you doing this weekend? I had to pause. He asked about Saturday night. I am free. I have a family party, but can go after. Great said Patrick. I give him my number. I then really look at him and I say - how old are you? Why? Comes the response. Oh, no. I think I may be older than you. He is 29! 29! I am shaking my head right now. I look at him and say I am older than you. Are you sure you want to go out. Patrick's response: I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't want to. Ok. I really wished that we were at least in the same decade. But...I am going to give it a shot. He is cute and I am actually looking forward to this date. He knows that I am divorced and have three kids and he knew that before he asked me out. I really appreciate the fact that he was confident enough to just ask. Instead of waiting for weeks and weeks of seeing each other. I give him points for that. Also, I really loved his response when I he found out I am older. I'm going to give it a whirl and see how it goes.

One last embarrassing detail. After I found out I am older than he is. I looked at him and said with much dismay - Oh you are so cute! I just said that out loud. I have to go. Why am I such an idiot? I need a better filter on my mouth. Wish me luck!

Shirley

Three More Calls from the "Smart Guy" and other Fun

Sunday afternoon I received three more calls from the smart guy. Seriously! I purposely didn't answer the first two calls. I then felt obligated to call him back to give him the correct information. He didn't answer, but called me back because of a miscommunication (my fault). I finally talked to him and it was another stellar conversation.

Laverne and I went on a Mid Singles weekend o'fun! I had a great time. We were trying to cheer up Roger, who recently got dumped. Rick was in a bad mood due to work problems. Laverne and I were a little cranky to begin with (possibly PMS) so you can see why this weekend was a great idea!

I got to leave early - but did have a great conversation with a guy from Australia, who shall this day forward be called, Aussie. Super original and very fitting. He has the greatest accent. I totally could talk to him all night. He told Laverne and I that if we were to go to Australia that the guy's there would love us. Yes, please. We are now planning a trip for next year. Early. Hopefully. Aussie did ask for my number and said that he would call and take me out. I would like to go out with him, so I hope he calls.

Shirley

Henry the II Part Dos...

I decided my bad mood and attitude needed to be adjusted and to brave another date with Henry the II. He is really nice. He's a little quiet, nerdy and just plain strange. But who isn't. On the positive side - he is easy to talk to, dinner wasn't awkward or uncomfortable and he likes some of the same things that I do.

He asked me if I would like to go out again and I didn't have the heart to say no to his face. I'm trying to figure out why I don't want to spend anymore of my time getting to know him. I am just missing that intangible thing that creates the desire to want to continue getting ready for and finding a babysitter for, and spending time away from my kids to go on a date with him. I'm trying to formulate a response if and/or when he calls me. I think about Laverne's kissable test and he fails. I think there is a reason that he has lived here for as long as he has and is still single. I know that we are all strange in our own way, but I think there comes a time when people have been single too long. He is reaching his expiration or sell by date.

I did hear something over the weekend that made me pause and rethink my situation. A friend was talking to me about my kids. I understand that because I have them there will be guys that don't want to date me. I get it. I do. I wouldn't change having my kids; I feel they are the best part of me. My friend looked at me and said "You have gift with purchase". I love this phrase. It's true. They are a gift. One I am lucky to have.

So for now, the brother of my friend (who I guess should get a name) called to ask me out, but I had the date with Henry II lined up. He is going out of town and said he would call when he gets back. Josh from California stopped by on his way back to Cali and spent some time with Laverne and I. A new guy from our Institute class started texting me. He is funny and a little quirky. I think he may be more scared of dating than Laverne and I.

This weekend Laverne and I will be heading to a singles gathering. Hopefully we come home with some fun new friends, good stories and possibly a love connection.

Shirley

Surprisingly, Not So Bad...And Then...

I went out with a friend's brother. I was a little apprehensive, due to the sort of bad luck dating I've been having, but the date was fun. We went to a game and it was easy to talk to him, he made me laugh with his stories and I would go out with him again.

I've decided that this things seem to go better when you have no expectations and a positive attitude. We'll see if he asks me out again. A little side note: this friend told me that this guy has been struggling with church activity. Which concerns me.

Ok... Mr. Smarty Pants called again. Sunday afternoon while sitting at church Smart Guy called again. I didn't call him back until this morning. Thinking that he needed help with an activity or something. He asked me to call him back. I did...The reason he called?

"I shouldn't have called you. I was just feeling lonely. I like my privacy sometimes, but other times the loneliness just gets to me. I have a condition that is making it hard for me to meet people. Did I tell you about it? I don't seem to age. At all. I only look 30, but I'm going to be 54 pretty soon. I went to a Ward camp out recently and I was trying to hang out with the people my own age and they kept pushing me toward the 40 year olds and then they pushed me toward the 30 year olds and then a guy in my ward who has the same condition as I do said let's go play soccer with the high school kids. I did for like four hours and then everyone was asking me when I graduated from college and high school and I told everyone how old I was, but no one believed me. I had to take out my driver's license and pass it around. I have just been lonely lately and I called you. I probably shouldn't have bothered you, but I just wanted someone to talk to. Sometimes the loneliness just gets to me. School starts in two days, so I will have something to do. I hope that I will see you at an activity. Thanks for calling me back."

Yikes!!! I think next time I will just ignore the call. Your thoughts?

Shirley

Marry Him

Have any of you heard of this book? I saw it at the library, and will probably check it out next week. Shirley and I have one friend who read it (also a mid-single mom) who said it definitely gave her something to think about.

The sub-head is what got my attention, and at first I thought "I DO NOT want to settle, or feel like I have to." However, a review also got my attention, which defined a version of "settling" that is worth considering:

"I wish I could round up every single woman I know and assign this book for discussion. Gottlieb helps women see how our cultural or private fantasies build up so many expectations that they destroy the possibility of real love and, eventually, marriage. Marry Him is a big fat lesson in how not to get in your own way. Any woman who wants to find true love and hasn't been able to should read this book."

—Pepper Schwartz, Ph.D., relationship expert at Perfectmatch.com

I'll let you know if I read it, and any interesting points I pull from it. If you have read it, feel free to throw your input our way as well.

Laverne

A Post Script to Laverne's Update

I realized there were a couple of other outstanding items I forgot to update you with in my last post, so here goes:

John is engaged. He is one of the fun guys we met in CA. We're not sure about the details (even Josh didn't have much to add), but we do know he wasn't able to come to UT for the bike ride (somewhat vague on his reason) and this seems to be why. He posted the announcement on FaceBook with a picture of him and his fiance' at the jewelry store. It's a great pic and they both have big grins. It all seemed to happen pretty quickly, but I guess when it's right, it's right. It will be fun to hear wedding details and we wish him the best!

It has been a while since I have heard from Ben. We exchanged some fun emails (including one with a list of personality questions we both answered), but haven't communicated much since. I know he is busy with work and traveling quite a bit this summer, so I haven't been comfortable sending a random "how's it going" email. I don't want to bug him. However, I am comfortable letting him know the next time we head to CA, and had given him an open invitation to call if he ever makes it to UT. So, we'll see if any of that ever happens. Either way, glad to have had a positive experience to kick off my new "dating attitude" with. Still smiling.

I guess I'll bring up Hugh here as well. Hugh is someone I am being set up with by a friend from work. He has an interesting background (all very positive) and comes highly recommended. My friend and I have had a couple of very open talks about him and it seems Hugh and I have many similarities in personality, life/religious goals, and what we are looking for in a relationship. My friend is a very positive and complimentary person, so I hope I can live up to the kind things she has said about me to him.

Long story short (which I'll elaborate on if we actually end up going out) is Hugh is out of town for work until mid-August, but is interested in meeting me. He is a little older (40) with 2 older children and is recently divorced (but has been separated for quite a while). So, at the very least, maybe I can give him a few tips and help ease him into the mid-singles dating world.

I'll let you know if he calls!

Laverne

Another Pathetic Update by Laverne

I didn't realize how long it had been since I've thrown out an update on all the exciting activity I've been enjoying. Probably because there hasn't been any.

I don't know about you, but I have been enjoying watching Shirley's recent crazy adventures - especially her online quest. I can't say I have been convinced to join, but I have definitely been entertained. It has also helped me brush up on my acting skills...so I can make that critical phone call requiring Shirley to have to run home. Fast. From the old creepy guy who was supposed to be a lot younger, and taller.

However, I'm still keeping my fingers crossed for her. Online dating has definitely taught us a few things about dating in general, and introduced her to new people (just not sure we'll be inviting them to our next party). I give her a ton of credit for daring to do this and accepting a few dates just to give it a shot.

Speaking of that...

Lyle, the "Semi-blind date guy" who I thought was a telemarketer, actually called back that next week. It took him a few days to specifically ask me out (after another couple nights of texting), but he finally did.

My experience was a bit opposite of Shirley's. Lyle was actually a little more normal looking than his Facebook pic, and he had a really fun personality. Let me say up front that there was zero chemistry and that there were enough things about his work/family/situation that he is definitely someone I am not interested in dating, but I still had a fun night.

Maybe it was the really low expectations, but I was able to walk away not totally hating the night and there was no need for an "extraction call" to Shirley. He has texted me a couple of times since (even sent a nice "thank you" text later that night) so I'm not sure how to handle this. He may be someone we do consider inviting to a party...where I can play the "friend card" and let him take it from there.

I've decided I am ok with the set-ups and blind dates - more so than online profiles or party hopping. We've met some fun people at parties, but boys just don't seem to know how to do more than talk and hang out. I have enough guy friends...someone to date is where I'd prefer to spend my social time. However, I do love hanging out with Rick and Roger and am grateful they are around. And unlike my college years, I'm now more of a "quality vs. quantity" girl.

That said, my mom is considering another avenue. Did any of you see this article on CNN.com? Just giving you all a head's up. If you see my pic and profile posted on the "Date My Single Kid" website, please ignore it. I would greatly appreciate it. Thanks.

Laverne