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, January 30, 2013
Back to the real world....
The Squeeze came back from camping yesterday. Was there romance..?
Actually, he walked in the door; dropped the bags and such a look of longing and desire crossed his face. He just looked so... happy.