G is for Griff (again…)

Hi Griff,

Thank you for your texts. I have never for a second doubted that you loved me and appreciated me; I know that you worked at our relationship every single day that we were together. I’ve never doubted that you loved me still the day we broke up. There is a part of me that will always love you for that amazing gift.

It’s time now, though, for you to let me go. I want to move forward in my life, but the texts and phone calls and the heartfelt conversations are making it really hard for me to do so.

I want you to be able to move on too. You can’t develop a truly intimate relationship with someone else when we’re still this emotionally connected.

You were such a gift to me. Our time together was a wonderful and unforgettable season in my life.  And I really hope that we can find our way to being long-term friends. I would hate to lose contact with someone who played such an important role in my life. But I definitely need some “friend” boundaries with you at this point.

I know, I know. I’m being way too black and white here, and this all just proves that you are way less black and white and way more flexible than I gave you credit for…  I’m okay with being wrong this time.

But let’s try a bit of black and white friendship stuff and see if we can make it work.

Hope you got some good top-down sunshine in that little red convertible this weekend!

Love,

Sally

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The Brink of Ruin

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A portrait of John Coltrane by Paolo Steffan (amateur painter, Wikipedia user), 2007. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This is what I love about Plenty of Fish: within 12 hours of posting my profile – with the tagline “Easily Led Astray” – I had three men volunteer to lead me as far astray as I wanted, and one particularly enterprising  individual offer to lead me to the brink of ruin. Now what sensible woman could resist an offer like that?

This is the note I received from “Desmond”:

John Coltrane!?! And you need someone to lead you astray?
Well I would love to lead you astray. I have brought many a person to the brink of ruin and I am sure I could work my magic
on you, if only you would have me…

Now, while you are considering my offer, I think it would be great if you could join my band and sing a few background la la las… especially while rocking that black dress. Remuneration negotiable.

Perhaps you could perform a perfunctory profile perusal, and, if there is anything that strikes a chord with you, (and you don’t
find me too hideous or abhorrent), then this fine fellow; this likely lad would be most delighted to hear from you.

Cheers,

Desmond

***

Hello Desmond,

The Brink of Ruin… That is a most tempting offer, a far more interesting destination than Astray. In fact Astray seems dull and pedestrian by comparison!

Could I wear the black dress for the occasion? And perhaps a boa?

Your message made me laugh out loud and your profile struck a number of pleasing chords. I am so easily led astray by a man who can write. I would have you in a heartbeat if you lived in Victoria.

But I have promised myself no men from Vancouver this time. No matter how witty! No matter how charming! No matter how cool their profile pictures are! (And the Bartok photo is Brink of Ruin cool.)

Any chance the UVIC School of Music has just made you an offer you can’t refuse and you’re on your way to the island?

Sally

***

Oh Sally…

Now I am at the brink of despair… you can’t… you mustn’t. It is so very, very rare that a woman would have me in a heartbeat, (or even responds), you mustn’t cut me adrift…. maybe astray, but not adrift.

What if – instead of leading you astray or to the brink – I were to take you by hand as we climbed the steps to Parnassus? Nay! I would lead you to the very gates of Elysium. Now… rather than ruin, doesn’t a life of perpetual bliss appeal somewhat?

What if I were to immortalize you in music? The Sally Song? The Sally Sonata? The Sally Symphony? I can… I will… I want to.

Anyhow… I wish you the very best,
Desmond.

***

For all the miseries of internet dating, an exchange like this keeps me going for weeks. I love the playfulness, the humour, the wonderful word play. And I realize that a man who writes well can wrap me around his finger in minutes.

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F is for Frank

Hi Frank,

The Van Halen logo used to signify change when...

The Van Halen logo used to signify change when Sammy Hagar joined the band (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve been feeling weird about the way our emails sort of fizzled out. It was good to get together with you for coffee last week and to get to know you a little more. I found you fun and engaging, and I enjoyed the enthusiasm with which you described your work. (who knew that selling car parts could be so much fun?)

It seems like we share common values and attitudes, but we don’t seem to share many common interests. I’m really not interested in cars at all, and I haven’t listened to Van Halen since high school. I’m thinking that you have probably reached the same conclusion about me.

Anyway, I wanted to just touch base with you and thank you for the coffee. You are a great guy with lots to offer. I really hope the right woman will walk into your life any day.

All the best!

Sally

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Yes Virginia, There Are Plenty of Fish

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Okay, I have to come clean here: I love Plenty of Fish! It is my spiritual dating home. I love its crazy, fun, night – club vibe. I love that it’s free, and because it’s free, everyone is on there. I love that the men on the site are without inhibition and will send even the most unlikely woman a message, because, hey! You never know! Plenty of Fish is the dating site that plays to my strengths and satisfies my deepest need: attention.

I’ve been on eHarmony for a couple of months now and it’s been a bit of a bust. I know that eHarmony uses its specialized algorithms to set me up with men who share my values and interests. But there is nowhere on the profile page for me to write anything! How can anyone see how witty and charming I am if I’m only supposed to use drop down menus and bulleted lists? And how am I supposed to send witty emails when eHarmony has a clunky “Guided Communication” system that makes a girl like me crazy?

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If truth be told, the two men that I’ve actually been out with have been better suited to me than the vast majority of men I met the last time I was on Plenty of Fish. They’ve both been lovely: engaging, available, and open. The site does a good job of connecting people with similar values.  But two men in two months? Give me a break!

I need attention, people! And that’s where Plenty of Fish comes in. Within minutes of publishing my profile, the emails start flooding my inbox. Sk8ter Boy 26 has added you as a favourite! Softwherebytes has sent you a message! Dented Armour has added you as a favourite! It is so gratifying to know that I’ve still got it going on! After the deathly silence at eHarmony, I was starting to think I’d passed my “Sell By” date.

Apparently not. I launched my Plenty of Fish profile Tuesday night and by Wednesday morning my inbox was full.

***

So this is the part where you have to have a sense of humour. Because you get attention, there’s no doubt. It’s just whether that attention is welcome or not. Here’s a sample of emails I sent out after the initial tidal wave of messages arrived:

Hi “Sk8ter Boy 26″,

Skaters 13

Skaters 13 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Thanks so much for your message. I was very flattered that a man 20 years younger than me would notice my profile and contact me. Those are great photos of you at the skateboard park! Unfortunately, I would really like to find somebody who is in the same place in his life as I am.

Have fun fishing!

***

Hi “Classy Gent”,

Thanks for your message. I was very flattered that a man 20 years older than me would contact me. I should have probably mentioned in my profile that my youngest child is 8. Unfortunately, I would really like to find somebody who is in the same place in his life as I am.

Good luck in your search!

***

Hi “Fun For You”,

Thanks for your message. You’re right that Chilliwack is too far away, but it was nice to hear from you anyway.

I hope you won’t take this the wrong way, but I think you might want to change your main profile picture.  You should use the other picture of you, where you’re zip lining. In that one you look like a fun, adventurous guy. But about your main profile picture: lots of women find pictures of half-naked men a bit unsettling. I’ll bet you’d get a lot more responses if you deleted that photo.

Good luck and happy fishing!

***

So maybe I could be using my time more fruitfully, saving the world or at least posting to my blog, but I don’t mind spending a few hours sifting through the emails and writing back to everyone.  It reminds me that there are all kinds of possibilities out there, that there is an abundance of men.

And I’m just looking for one.

 

 

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Dating By Committee

 

Girlfriends

You know it’s going to be a good getaway when Wine Depot gives you a volume discount on your purchase. You know it’s going to be good when all you have planned is time to walk the beach, time to visit, and time at the spa. I’m just back from a three day retreat with my two oldest and dearest friends, and by any measure, it was a great little holiday. Our spa bill was higher than our hotel bill, and we spent more on wine than we did on food.  Clearly, we got the equations right.

And while we were away, my girlfriends decided to find me a man online. It didn’t take them long to realize that the pickings were slim.  They tried on Match.com to find me a man with a similar level of education and salary range, and with at least a few common interests. Not a single match.

No. He won't do...

It was really funny to listen to their conversation, these two lovely women, both in happy marriages of more than 20 years:

“What about this one?”

“Oh, no. Look at his pictures! Remember, that’s him trying to look his best. Those are supposed to be his best pictures!”

“Okay, how about him?”

“Interests: cars, ATV racing, hockey. I don’t think so.”

“Listen to this profile: ‘I’m a happy, helthy – spelled wrong – male, looking for a ladies (doesn’t know how to use an apostrophe) company.’ Nope.”

“Whoa. This is pretty depressing.”

Which is why they decided to create a new profile for me on Plenty of Fish, where there is a wonderful selection of mostly unsuitable but clearly available men.

We had everything we needed: enough wine to fuel our creativity, Kim’s iPhone, and wireless internet. God bless technology.

And so, over the next 24 hours, we worked on the concept for the profile and got down to the beach to take pictures to accompany the profile. It needed a little bit of polishing once I got home, but here’s my shiny new Plenty of Fish profile, which has now been public for a couple of days:

Easily Led Astray

You know when you get to one of life’s intersections and you’re not quite sure where to head next? And you don’t have a GPS? And the last copy of “The Lonely Planet’s Guide to the Road Less Traveled” has been signed out at the library? I hate it when that happens. But here I am.

It would be so much easier if I was thinking about a new profession… I love my work, but if I didn’t, I’d consider becoming a weather girl. Ever since I ended up in front of the cameras and diva lights a few years back, I’ve had this nagging feeling that I missed my calling and that I was supposed to be on television. Or I could become a back up singer. I’m not a particularly talented singer or dancer, but I can rock a little black dress and there’s that whole stage and spotlight thing I like so much. When the mood strikes me, I think I’d like to move to Hornby Island and collect sand dollars. It would also be cool to be a National Geographic Explorer in Residence. I could travel to exotic, off-the-beaten-track kinds of places, and write about my experiences. For that matter, I could write a series of “How To” books. They’d have titles like “The Delicious Life: A Woman’s Guide to Being Single,” or “Contained Chaos: On Raising Boys.” And of course, I’ve always wanted to be a princess. I’m good with devotion. And I’m good at giving it back too. (I could also write a best selling book called, “How to Love a Man.”)

But I’m happy with my career. It’s being single that I’m not so crazy about. I’m the kind of woman who likes to have a man in her life. I’m not exactly sure who I’m looking for, but I’m drawn to men who are intelligent, fun-loving and warm. I like laughter, curiousity and good conversation. I value open communication, honesty and loyalty. And I love to be touched.

If you think you might be the sort of guy well suited to leading me astray, then I invite you to contact me.

***

(I’ll keep you posted about who responds).

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E is for Edward

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Arbutus trees and sandstone beaches are common in the Gulf Islands. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hi Edward,

Thanks again for arranging the “Flights and Bites” afternoon.  I really enjoyed trying all the different ports with you.  You definitely get double bonus points for coming up with such an inspired idea for a date.

And I’d like to say how much I like and appreciate your dating approach. What a novel concept to stop after three dates to check in with me and see how I’m doing!

So how am I doing and what am I thinking? Hmmmm… I am enjoying getting to know you and I really like much of what I see. I like your adventurous spirit and admire the way you just make those adventures happen, whether it’s climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro or taking off for sailing weekends in the Gulf Islands. I also admire your commitment to community and the many ways that you choose to “give back”. You are truly a man who is living his life “on purpose.”

If I’d met you three years ago, I wouldn’t have thought twice about next month or next year. I would have just let things unfold and waited to see what might happen. But I’m in a more cautious space these days.  One concern for me is that we are two people who are deeply invested in our respective communities, and those communities are more than an hour’s drive apart. It’s fine for dating, but it has the potential to be a big problem for us down the road. And if I’m honest, I suspect that there probably isn’t the time in your life for a woman like me. I’m a bit high maintenance. I need quite a bit of time and attention.

So, there are my cards, laid on the table for you. And you? How are you doing and what are you thinking?

Warm regards,

Sally

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Don’t Give Me No Hand-Me-Down Men

 

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Inner harbour, downtown Victoria, BC, Canada. Domed provincial legislature buildings outlined in lights, in right side background. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

So Victoria, it turns out, is a pretty small town. This became evident recently when I was telling Kira about a date I’d gone out on:  “He seemed like a good fit for me,” I said. “Pretty adventurous. He’s climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro and his next adventure is Everest Base Camp. How cool is that?” Kira started giggling. “Does he sail too?”

I gave her an appraising look. “You’ve gone out with him, haven’t you?”

“He never stopped talking!” We both collapsed in laughter.

But then I had a thought. “So have you gone out with “Born to Fly” too?”

Another shriek of laughter. “Yes!”

“I’m having dinner with him on Friday. Is he a good guy?”

“Lovely,” she laughed. “But not the guy for me.”

“So, Kira, that means that of the four men I’ve gone out with so far, you’ve dated three of them.”

“And it’s time for you to send Ben my way. That would make it four for four. And I’ve been generous with my hand-me-downs. Fair is fair.”

“No. You can’t have Ben. Sorry…He’s not a hand-me-down.”

It isn’t really a surprise that Kira and I are dating the same men;  we are, after all, both petite brunettes and we’re in exactly the same demographic. But there’s still something kind of creepy about the whole thing. I don’t really want to have to run past Kira every guy who contacts me, just to find out what he’s really like.

And so, Kira and I have come up with a devilishly simple new dating approach: she will date all the men with names beginning with A to M.  I’ll be in charge of the rest of the alphabet. We can weed out the men who fall into the category of “Absolutely Not.” And those in the category of “Nice Guy, But Not For Me,” we can pass on to each other.

But we’ll definitely need to make use of spreadsheets for this plan to work. After my dinner date with “Born to Fly,” I called Kira.

“Hey,” I said.  “I thought you said “Born to Fly” was a lovely guy!”

“Uh oh….what happened?”

“Well, he was lovely. Interesting and engaging. But even though I told him I didn’t kiss on the first date, he kissed me anyway. With tongue!”

“Ewww! I am so sorry! He didn’t kiss me… But now that you mention it, he was very touchy and he kept asking me about sex…”

“Just for the record, Kira, that memory lapse is a major “Dating-Sister” infraction! You need to keep better notes!”

So maybe our new dating system needs some refining. But it’s got potential.

And Kira, my dear Dating Sister, if you’re reading this, please promise me something? Please, please screen the creepy kissers for me!

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D is for Daniel

Hello Daniel,

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Coffee cup (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

Thanks so much for coming out to my neck of the woods to meet me for coffee yesterday. I enjoyed hearing about your work and your kids, and about your passion for cycling. I appreciated your interest in my world too.  You seem like a very kind and intelligent man.

I have to admit, though, that we seem to share few common interests. I suspect you probably felt that way too.

I hope that just around the corner for you is a woman who is wild about cycling (and who likes the idea of getting on the back of a motorbike too).

Best wishes,

Sally

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World of Datecraft

World of Warcraft Trading Card Game

World of Warcraft Trading Card Game (Photo credit: Wikipedia)d. And, I have to tell you, I'm exhausted. While my dear friend Kira, Queen of All the Internet Dating, seems to thrive in this environment, I am worn out. Just trying to schedule the dates (let alone showing up and being charming) leaves me feeling weak. Which is why I'm so excited about about the new internet dating concept that Kira and I have dreamed up.

In the last week, I have been out on five dates. And, I have to say, I am exhausted. Unlike Kira, Queen of All the Internet Dating, who seems to thrive on a crazy dating schedule, I have had enough. I’ve had enough of the vacuous email, enough of the scheduling, enough of the awkward meetings. Which is why I am so excited about the innovative new online dating concept that Kira and I have dreamed up.

We’re pretty familiar with the dating sites out there, and frankly, we’re tired of them. So, rather than developing sexy new interfaces and ever more complicated algorithms for matching couples, we are heading into completely new territory. We’d like to thank our teenage sons for the idea.

Admittedly, teenage sons are something of a hindrance in one’s dating life. They are prickly and pimply and they stay up way too late gaming. But watching them playing World of Warcraft inspired our exciting new dating concept: World of Datecraft! Rather than visiting those static dating websites, and then having to go through the tedium of online flirting, then coffee, then dinner, and so on, why not do it all virtually? Here’s the plan:

World of Datecraft will be an online, multi-player game. The men who choose to play will have to successfully complete one complex, interactive challenge before “leveling up” (a term I learned from my fifteen year old son) and advancing to a new challenge. We date (in person) only those who successfully complete all levels.

Now I know what you might be thinking: “Are you women crazy? Do you know what kind of men in their 40′s and 50′s play online, multi-player games?”

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BERLIN, GERMANY - DECEMBER 06: Video gaming enthusiasts wait to purchase the new 'World of Warcraft: Cataclysm' game shortly before midnight at the game's global sales premiere kick off at MediaMarkt on December 6, 2010 in Berlin, Germany. (Image credit: Getty Images via @daylife)

Fear not. We’ve thought this through. Nobody is less interested than we are in attracting squinting, pathologically introverted man-boys who live in their mothers’ basements. So our game has no guns, no shooting, and definitely no dwarves or elves.  Instead, our valiant dating-warriors will face simulations similar to those they face in the real (and terrifying) world of dating.

Level One: The Coffee Date

At Level One, our dating-warriors face a seemingly simple, but in fact exceedingly complex challenge: the coffee date. Simply undertaking such a challenge demonstrates that a man has a certain level of courage. In fact, we recognize that this challenge can be so intimidating, that some men will fail the first time. And so sometimes, we’ll give him a second chance to prove himself.

Sometimes.

If he appears in a twenty year old turquoise acrylic sweater and hasn’t had a haircut in months, he probably won’t get a second chance. If he talks non-stop about himself and doesn’t ask us any questions, he’s unlikely to get the call back.  If he parks his brand new Lincoln SUV directly outside the coffee shop and then tells us how much he paid for it, he’s done. If he splays his hands in a way that is weird and irritating, he may not get a second chance. Do you see what I mean about the complexities of this level? It’s quite possible that a different woman might be drawn irresistibly to turquoise acrylic sweaters, she might love the Lincoln, and she might find the hand splaying endearing.

There are so may potential traps at this level. Has our valiant dating-warrior told the truth about his age and his height? Has he taken care with his appearance? Can he communicate – under the pressures and time constraints of the coffee date – that he is intelligent, interesting, funny and articulate? Can he find some significant points of connection between us?

And even if he pulls off all of this, does he have that mysterious, ineffable quality that draws us to him? Is there chemistry?

The coffee date might sound easy, but very few make it past this first level.

Level Two: The Activity Date

This is an extremely tricky challenge. Does our valiant dating-warrior suggest an activity or does he wait for us to come up with something? If he has indeed been listening carefully, then he will have picked up on some of our interests. He will be unlikely to suggest the monster truck rally at Western Speedway or an 80 kilometer cycle involving steep hills. He will, instead, suggest a hike which won’t involve too much sweating, or a walk on the beach. He may win double bonus points for suggesting a “Flights and Bites” port tasting at a local hotel.  (Of course if your thing is 80 km cycles, then that is exactly what he’ll suggest).

Level Three: The Dinner Date

We’re heading into treacherous territory at this level. The restaurant choice in itself is tricky. Obviously it can’t be Uncle Willy’s Budget Buffet, but it also can’t be the intimate and expensive French restaurant where there is every likelihood of a marriage proposal at the table next to you.

And then there are all those other challenges our dating-warrior faces: can he demonstrate a passing familiarity with table manners? Does he know anything about wine? How does he treat the server? Does he at least offer to pay? And is he a generous tipper?

Finally, there’s the question of the kiss. Things can have been going well up to this point, but if the kiss doesn’t work, then the man isn’t going to work either.

And so the men continue to drop away.

But every now and again, one of them successfully completes this challenge and levels up…

Level Four: Sex

I have to be honest. Kira and I have had a bit of a struggle with this level. Kira argues that since this is all virtual anyway, let’s just make Level One the sex date. Because, really, if the sex isn’t any good, then it’s not going any further.

Truthfully, I agree with her. I just didn’t want you to think that in real life we were slutty enough to have sex on the first date. We’re not. Really.

Anyway, at this level our dating-warrior will need to demonstrate skill, tenderness, endurance, and creativity. Is that too much to ask?

Leveling Up

It would be possible to build in further levels (Meet My Friends! Meet My Mother!) But I think that those first four levels would weed out most of the less suitable dates, those dates that I’d otherwise have to spend hours on, emailing and meeting for coffee. Instead I can do all of that preliminary dating in my pajamas. I think women are gong to love this concept.

And for the valiant dating-warrior who successfully negotiates the four levels of World of Datecraft? He’s definitely worth meeting in person.

For coffee.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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C is for Chris

Dear Chris,

Andes

Andes (Photo credit: Frank Kehren)

Thanks for meeting for dinner last night.  It was lovely to finally meet you. I really enjoyed the lively and wide-ranging conversation, and found your stories about your recent trip to the Andes fascinating.  It sounds like the experience was intensely spiritual for you.

I enjoyed hearing about your experiences as a pilot too.  Your joy of “slipping the surly bonds of earth” is infectious.

Though I really enjoyed meeting you, I can’t see things working out for us. You are out of town at least two weeks every month, and one of the things I know about myself at this point is that I like to see the man in my life more frequently.

I wish you all the best in your search, Chris.

Warm wishes,

Sally

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