Now, Nobody can say I’m terribly satisfied being bored with most men (who isn’t?) and not be lying. However, I’m not unhappy about it, either. I merely mention it on the blogosphere as a delicious detail setting up the story I will shortly unravel!

Last Monday I was walking the dog, Stacey, pondering about joining Great Expectations Dallas. Today, I sit to you as a fully satisfied member of the matchmaking service. For real, I am. Its very comfortable and full of nice people! If you’ve been paying attention, you may be wondering, “You got some ’splainin to do, Lucy!”

So, I saw this Great Expectations Dating site and felt encouraged. They’re for the serious singles who think dating isn’t a game.

‘Cause I’d never enjoyed or even tolerated what a lot of singles have christened “Dating.” I got it more than you know. Every night people nagg, “Are you two serious yet?” and “Please tell me you two are dating.”

“Ugh, and double ugh.” I reply, and playfully so. “Not after that last blind date you set me up on.”

“Whatever doofus,” they level with me. “That’s just an excuse for your cynicism.”

That’s just my best friend (she’s the best) (hehe) Sandy McCarthy. She pours common sense to my mind to set me straight. People you can trust for fresh advice. She made a good point, and I thank her for it.

Back to the meaning of this post. As I browsed from thousands of quality singles for my first Great Expectations date, a revelation hit me deep. For the longest time, I hadn’t held too many literal great expectations for dating and myself in the serendipitous path of being alive. Being single isn’t so bad, only with healthy optimism. Having great expectations works terrifically in dating.

~Denise Rodriguez