I am totally old school, being old and all, lol.

But I have to say that I am SO GLAD that I don’t have to date anymore. Because when I read a headline last weekend that says this – Detroit man stole woman’s car on first date, I know that the dating scene has plunged straight into the toilet.

Not only did this guy take her to Buffalo Wild Wings(instead of say, a nicer restaurant) but he skipped out on her without paying the bill, and then left with her car. Oh dear lord! They caught him, and he is facing a 5 year felony.

Ain’t no thing like a chicken wing, eh?

I started dating when I was four (Granted, we only went to the laundry room at the end of the apartment complex to kiss inside of the dryer) and ended my 31 years of dating when I married at the ripe old age 35. (Don’t think I didn’t have other offers. I was pretty cute back in the old days!) I had plenty of dates and long term fellas throughout the years, but most stories won’t be shared here to protect the innocent. I’ll admit, even Ihave acted like an idiot during a date. I once turn down a marriage proposal on live tv, on New Years Eve, at midnight, in front of a huge crowd in Vegas. But hey, this is the stuff that makes life worth blogging about, right?

How many of you have been asked out via a note? I got a note similar to this in the library during high school. Very cute. Libraries make me weak at the knees, and I’m sure that is why I went with yes, lol. No, I’m kidding, that relationship did last for a long time.

I’ve never tried Internet dating, as I am terrified of stalkers and such. But I know quite a few people who use websites, yahoo chat, Facebook, and god knows what else to meet and hook up with people. I have a funny ass story about a friend who drove to Canada to met an online hook-up, and this person was asked by customs where their destination was. Said friend had a hard time explaining where they were headed, and if I remember correctly, the internet was mentioned to customs agent, who began to lecture said friend. I may have it all backwards, but without saying who and what was exactly going on, well, trust me, it was one funny ass story.

The first date I ever had was when I was in eigth grade. I know, I know! Picked up a boy at the bookstore, as he and his friend had followed us all through the mall. We saw him trying to see if he was tall enough for me, as I used to be 5′10. Funny as hell. I was wearing my friend The Big A’sClass of 1988 pin to appear old, as I was in 8th grade, and before I knew it I had a date with an 11th grader from another high school. Day of date, I went to my middle school dance, acted like the 8th grader I was, came home, told my mom I had a date, got into a fight and ran out to meet the car at 10pm. Had a bunch of friends in there, all guys, and we headed to the local A & P (Or, was it Farmer Jacks) where another friend worked, and was giving us kids a case of beer. No worries, as I didn’t drink beer, but we headed to Big Boy for dinner. I was terrified of boys, and the idea of eating in front of one was the worst thing imaginable to me. So, my date orders me the Big Boy burger, and of course I am trying to fake eat it. Since people are beer giggly, they don’t notice that I’m not eating. Of course, the entire burger fell into the aisle, and I spent half the time trying to kick it under our table. He finally noticed that it was all gone, and said,”See, you ate the whole thing, I knew you were hungry!” OMG. I was beet red. We ended up going to see Purple Rain (I know, ha ha ha) and it was very exciting when he covered my eyes when the sex scene came on. To this day, I’ve still never seen it. But on the way home I slipped that I was at my school at the dance, and he was confused, as he thought I went to high school and all, and he had passed my school on the way to pick me up and saw that it was dark. Whoops, I tried to cover, said it was right after school like at 4pm, but who knows if he bought it. The relationship continued with missed calls, etc., as back then there were no machines, texts, email, but this story always cracks me up as I can still remember the fear of that night.









































very funny
By: sexycookie on October 16, 2009
at 12:39 AM
Sexycookie – Thanks!
By: thegirlfromtheghetto on October 16, 2009
at 8:21 AM