Transmission Wire

For one, Nobody can say I’m exactly happy being bored with most men (who isn’t?) and not crack a smile. But, I’m not unsatisfied with the reality of life, either. I merely suggest it in this blog as a delicious piece of info setting up the story I am about to explain in grand style.

A week ago today I was walking the dog, Sandy, considering buying a membership to the Phoenix Great Expectations dating service. As of this minute, I write to each of you as a delightfully single member of the dating service. For real, and I almost don’t believe it myself! Its very comfortable and full of nice people! If you’ve been paying attention, perhaps you’re thinkin’, “Stop blabbering and tell me about it already.”

Here’s how it went down, I noticed these Great Expectations Reviews and felt encouraged. They’re for quality and professional singles who think dating should mean something.

Quite frankly, I’d never been a fan of whatever it is that my friends and my family call “dating.” I got it more than you know. Day and night people pester, “Are you two serious yet?” and “Oh I know just the guy for you!”

“Nonsense,” I reply, without missing a beat. “Take a look around, I’m not missing much.”

“Don’t be silly,” they deadpan. “How would you know, you haven’t seen Friday Night Magic in a year!”

Leave it to my best friend The One-And-Only Stacey McCarthy. She sets rational thought to my brain 99% of the time. Friends you can trust for fresh advice. She made a good point, and I joined.

Coming home to the point of this blog entry. As I selected from more than three hundred quality singles for my first Great Expectations date, a revelation hit me true. Over the last year, I hadn’t entertained any figurative great expectations for dating and myself in the serendipitous path of this world. It’s good to be single, especially when you get out there and have fun. Embracing your own great expectations works terrifically in dating.

<3, Monica Rodriguez