First Date, First Kiss, First Hope, First Wish…
Today I have a first date. Now in the past I’ve commented on first dates with – shall we say a little muted enthusiasm. Ok, fine, I’m not usually a fan. They tend to be awkward and uncomfortable. Especially because so many of my first dates stem from an on-line dating website. It’s just weird. It’s no wonder I’ve started avoiding those places like the plague. This one, however, is different. Met on-line again, however not on a dating website. Actually on a fitness web
www.FirstDate.ugh
There are days I think I am becoming an expert on First Dates. Then there are days I think I will never get used to them. Today is somewhere in between the two. I am a member of several on-line dating websites—let’s be honest, without them I’d never have First Dates, or any dates, because my social life is work-school-home, and I think my mail man is married, so not a whole lot of eligible bachelors in my everyday travels. The on-line arena is really made for people like
