Andrea sent me this link the other day about online dating. I sure wish I had read it a year or so ago before I had started my foray into online dating, maybe I would have learned some things sooner, lol. She writes that going dating is actually a euphamism for having sex. Well, crap, all I can say is that I never would have told people how much dating I did last summer, lol. Actually, to be honest, I enjoyed dating. Getting out and meeting people that I had been chatting with online. It wasn’t really a date, it was more like meeting someone that was an online friend. You go to Tim Hortons or something for half and hour to see if there’s a connection or not. I had never really dated much before marriage and it was a novelty last summer. I certainly don’t have the same interest nor time to date at the same level that I did last summer. Oh and when I say date, I don’t mean sex, lol. And to be honest, I’ve gone on a second date with only 4 guys since I started this process 15 months or so ago (once again that ellusive chemistry). And if you want to count real dates, ie. dinner, movie, etc. than I’ve only had a handful of those and they were all with the guys that I had gone on second dates with.

The Girlie Matters blog sums it up as;
“So, while I have no doubt there are success stories in the world of on-line dating, I’m not sure it’s going to be the method that ultimately works for me. I’ve met some nice guys, some not so nice guys, and some who fall in the middle. It’s not bad enough yet to make me give up my Match account - but these days, I see it more as a source of daily amusement rather than something I expect will bring me the man of my dreams.”

And I think she’s right for the most part. I’m also developing a love/hate thing with the online dating. But maybe it’s the eternal optimist or hopeful romantic in me that hopes that the person I chat with next might be “the one”.