Monday, March 21, 2011

Maybe my mother is right...

...maybe I do have committment issues - I can't even commit to a blog. 

So, I've been a very bad blogger. In my defence though, it's because I've been dating. 12 dates actually. A first date involving coffee,  a night at the theatre, several drinks, an afternoon spent shopping, 8 dinners (several of them cooked by him).  All in all, some great dates.  In a nutshell Donnacha is a very nice guy.  In fact, he well exceeds my friend Dr. Sarah's Minimum Man Criteria - not hideous with no visible signs of criminal psychosis,  Donnacha is about my age, generally well adjusted,  is extremely kind, smart, very generous, is good fun, gentlemanly, has his own home, has a good job, is good to his parents...  Unfortunately (and before you start thinking that this is going to be a very short blog or about to become Lucy Learns Wedded Bliss), this particular dating story is over.  We gave it a good shot but Donnacha was very definitely not for me. Nor I for him. But it was a really nice few months. It gave me hope in the process.
And now I'm back online. More on that anon.