The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Blogging no longer means typing...
Well - I just have to come out and admit it... This bitch has ruined my blog. Her text messages are so beyond the pale; so in you face "raving nutcase, I'm a freaking loony" that mere words just pale into insignificance.
I no longer have to think... or type. Why would I? How can you compete with these gems..?