About Me

Hello, my name is Jaymie. I am not one of those sappy women whose life goals and ambitions revolve around meeting Mr. Right, getting married, and making babies. But to be honest I have never been particularly good at relationships. The younger version of myself had hoped that I could get it right by now. But, I DIDNT!!!

I remain hopeful and would still like to meet a great guy that thinks the world of me and that I adore. I would still like to find my happily ever after.


I have decided to continue of the roller coaster of dating. I will go on at least one new date a month in an attempt to meet the right guy. If I don’t there will be consequences.

This challenge started in the month of August and will continue until one of two things happens a) I actually meet the right guy b) a string of terrible monthly dates makes me reconsider my stance on relationships and the idea of being the crazy cat lady becomes more appealing. Both possibilities will ensure endless humor.


Thank you for joining me on my adventure.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Date of the month-October Saturday late lunch

I was feeling really lazy on Saturday afternoon.  It was one of those days that you just want to stay in pj’s and don’t even want to think about putting make-up on. But I had already agreed to a late lunch date with October.  So I dragged myself up and got ready.  He had wanted a sandwich place.  It sounded good…a nice low-pressure date. 

I like to talk to any guy I am going to go out with on the phone before we meet.  It is nice to hear their voice and get to know them a bit more.  October and I had only talked via email and text.  He seemed to prefer text and I just never found the time to call.  I kinda felt like I was going in blind.

We met in front of the deli.  He walked up and, damn, he is gorgeous black man.  Not that his ethnicity matters but just in case you were wondering.  He is around 5’11 with an athletic build and nice smile. 
I was thinking that I was glad I dragged myself up and did my makeup. He complimented me on my eyes which looked greener thanks to some fun makeup tricks.  I highly recommend Bare Essentials. 

We hugged quickly and talked for a few minutes before going inside. October seemed to have a good sense of humor. He held the door open to the restaurant.   We ordered at the counter and then he pulled back the chair for me to sit down……wow.    Chivalry is not dead. 

So we sit down and October asks me if I am religious.  Then he says, “Do you believe in god?”  Keep in mind that we are less then 10 minutes into the date and no I didn’t meet him on Christian Mingle or any other religious site. I did meet him on OKcupid. 

Isn’t religion one of the topics that are taboo to talk about on a first date?  What are the other taboo topics?  Politics? 
So I answered his questions.  I am not very religious and lean toward the agnostic side.  I am just not convinced either way and I don’t go to church. I am also enough of a feminist to strongly dislike the idea of a woman being subservient to her husband.  I learned that October is very religious and attends church on a regular basis.  There it is…..I found the thing that makes him wrong for me.  Too bad, he is cute. 

We continued talking.  I asked him how many siblings he has.  He vaguely said a few.  Then asked me about my siblings.  Yeah I didn’t let it go. He said he is in the middle.  Still vague…. I finally got a direct answer and it turns out he is one of 16.  All 16 are full siblings.  Yeah I was stunned too. 

At one point I said something about my dad.  He informed me that that was the first time I had said anything about my dad.  Apparently he was keeping track.  He said, “Before you mentioned him, I was wondering if you had father issues.”  Yep....that comment annoyed me.  I found that comment rude.  

October seemed to be enjoying himself.  He laughed at my jokes and kept looking at me with an intense look of interests.  It was both flattering and odd.  The look was something like the way you would look at a house you’re interested in but has some things you would want to change.  I am not a fixer-upper.   

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