Oh Tuesday, You Devil

For those of you just biting your nails and waiting on baited breath to know (because my life is just so important, I know) my Valentine's Day was wonderful. In fact, it was beyond wonderful, it was the best Valentine's day I have had in years.

It's not that last year wasn't special - I was in love with Mr. Toady and we had a sweet day wandering Paris - but this year I had so few expectations that I wasn't for one minute let down by the delightful spontaneity of the day. And I think that's what each year needs, whether it be with a man or my family or on my own. Lower expectations. After all, it's really just another day isn't it?

I have several dozen photos from my day that I will post tomorrow but at the moment I feel like I need to share my latest news: I've joined a dating site. Because for all my talk about my girls being my family and being perfectly happy living alone (all true!) at the end of the day I miss having a special someone. So I've signed up to a not well known but possibly promising little dating site.

Quite frankly I'm not even sure if the thing is legitimate. It's layout is awful and as user friendliness you can just forget it. They offer compatibility testing and supposedly use it to find your matches but I am pretty sure that all mine were the same people that I found in the "online now" category. But it claims to be one hundred percent free and I was able to pop of a quick email to a supposedly single guy living in Paris that looked suspiciously like Jude Law. (Don't worry, I refrained from making the any reference to being a Nanny and wanting to have his babies.) Not sure I'll here back from him, but I certainly received a response from a much older man using the Romeo line. In his defense, he admitted that he knew he didn't have a chance, so at least it wasn't creepy, but perhaps his type are the only "real" users on this thing? Well, him and me obviously.

So here I am again, back on the interwebs looking for love. Unlike last time you all won't be privy to the details, but I'll be sure to let you know when I inevitably flub up like the pro I am so we can all have a good laugh.

And thankfully, in addition to maybe getting me a date or two, I now have something else to obsess over besides my job search which is trotting along at a handsome canter even though I'd prefer for this horse to finish the goddamned race already. Lord knows I always need another reason to be physically connected to my laptop!

Won't it be a sad day for me when they discover that iBooks cause cancer? Oh well, if I'm lucky by then I'll have be happily married with a great job!