Even flustered girls need a break…

Letting out a huge sigh, Sandra turned and patted the small head staring intently up at her ‘I don’t know Pam’ she said to her wagging tailed companion
‘I just don’t know’.

Opening her phone and reading through the text conversation once again, Sandra managed to avoid the temptation of opening google to assess her eligibility of indeed becoming a nun and plonked her mobile down on the table,slightly firmer than she had anticipated~bugger!



‘Right’  she said, once again as if half expecting a reply from someone.

‘I’m off to make use of the gym’s shower and coffee facilities and who knows maybe even their exercise equipment!’.

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If you know you know…

Fluster girls take on dinner dates hehe.

Any one else feel the same?

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No,no no and a thousand times no!!

Not on a first date,I just can’t bring myself to even contemplate it.

I mean why would anyone even think about it as an option?

What? Why not its perfectly natural and indeed normal.

You need to pull yourself together woman,
Your a grown up now~well I use that term loosely haha.

Never~I’ve told him no and that’s it, if he thinks I’m odd that’s his problem not mine.

There is nothing you can say that will make me change my mind ~going for dinner on a first date is a ‘no’ from me!

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She’s back

Just leave it, you’ll make it worse.

It can’t get much worse can it really?

Honestly two words from a male and I’m dropping sugar sachets and spilling coffee all over myself.

Trust you to get coffee all down a white top, so what did you say to him then?

Nothing he said ‘hello gorgeous’ at the exact time I dropped the sugar,  I was flustered enough trying to pick it up, that’s how I spilt the damn coffee, what a waste.

Yes I would say that was a pretty wasted opportunity right there my friend.

Noooo I mean what a waste of coffee!
Anyway I’ve decided that I’m getting too old for this online dating lark, I mean seriously some guy messaged me last night saying ‘I had a cracking pair of Norks’
I had to google what that even means ffs.

Hahaha well you can’t give up, its too funny.

Well I’m so glad I’m entertaining, maybe I’ll put that to good use and
write ‘the flustered girls guide to finding love.’

To be continued….

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Its not me its you!

Haven’t done this in a while,so I thought I’d share another old but funny dating story from way back when…

As dates go this one was pretty short but not particularly sweet.

We met outside the pub we had arranged to meet at, after a quick introduction he looked pretty much ‘ unamused ‘shall we say for want of a better phrase.

We got drinks sat down and he proceeded to tell me all about and I mean ALL about his ex wife and how awful she was etc etc.

After what felt like forever but in reality was probably about an hour, we left the pub.

I said goodbye,thanked him for the drink and was about to leave.
Much to my shock he attempted to kiss me,which I skillfully ducked out of and left.

He text me later that evening, quite a lot later infact and I didn’t see it until the morning, I replied then was quite literally gobsmacked at his next message which went something along these lines…

‘It was nice to meet you last night, I’ll be honest though I don’t think I would be up for meeting again.’

Now obviously that’s fair enough, however he continued by saying ‘ unfortunately you really remind me of my ex wife.’

I couldn’t help myself and responded by saying ‘your ex wife who according to you is a dreadful person?!’

‘Oh no, not in that way,I mean you look a lot like her’ he said.

Ok then! ❤ x

Nobody said it was easy

Single and trying to navigate the world of online dating was never going to be easy.

Dating apps are everywhere and the same faces tend to pop up on them all~including mine!

This particular email made me chuckle when I saw it in my inbox ‘Natalie they meet your expectations ‘.

Expectations? That word has huge meaning ,anyone would think that I am sitting here with a long list of expectations for any suitable male to have to wade through!

Besides that~I’ll be the judge of who meets my expectations thanks very much and trust me it will take more than a photograph and a few typed out words that’s for sure.

Maybe that’s why I’m still single haha.❤x

The girl with the rose tinted glasses.

Do you ever wish you could see yourself through someone elses eyes every now and then?

During a conversation this weekend,  I was told I view the world through ‘rose tinted glasses’ interestingly this is something I have been told before in a few different ways, I don’t feel that’s a bad thing, its true I do try and find positives where I can~although when the hoover decided to throw its entire contents across the landing tonight~positive vibes were definitely failing me!!

I have decided I like the title ‘the girl with the rose tinted glasses’ so I’m claiming that,even though I’m 43yrs old! ❤x

Oops

Picture the scene~you’re in tesco, you bump into someone you dated for a while a few years ago,you have a quick chat and then continue shopping.

As soon as he is out of sight you phone your friend~ she answers and without pausing you say ‘guess who I’ve just bumped into?  you’ll never guess!’

After you’ve been round the houses and establish who it is etc, you find yourself at the self checkout and he is a few people behind you in the queue.

You say to your friend ‘hang on one second, you are on speaker phone’ at the same time as she pipes up  ‘can you still see him, or has he gone?’

With a face that’s burning every shade of red imaginable you are barely able to utter your reply  which is ‘ your on speakerphone and he is standing right next to me!!!!’

Fully aware that the ground wasn’t going to open up and swallow me, I finish packing as quick as I can.

Daring to glance sideways as he calls out ‘bye,nice to see you!!!’

This was almost a year ago but it makes me laugh just thinking about it! ❤ x

Dating disasters continued…

Hannah took a deep breath and said ‘ok, here is what really happened…..

After work I went home,got out the outfit I thought I might wear, had a bath then decided to try said outfit on.

Obviously I decided I didn’t want to wear that, so basically emptied out my whole entire wardrobe all over my bed.

I then tried on approximately 6 different tops and ended up wearing my first choice naturally!

By now time was getting on so I dried my hair and did my make up.

I was really pushed for time but being my ever optimistic self I decided I was going to put some false nails on, easier said than done when your rushing and you’ve got more glue on your skin than on your nails, but once I had started I had to finish.

So the nails were finally on, I was about 10 minutes late leaving than I had planned but thought I might just make it, however just as I opened the front door a nail pinged off,I ran upstairs to stick it back on but couldn’t open the glue.

For reasons best known to myself (definitely do not try this at home) I opened the glue with my mouth~carefully trying not to smudge my lipstick as I did so.
Smudging my lipstick was the least of my worries as I ended up with glue in my mouth, I thought I had removed it all but then spent the next 25 minutes of my journey trying to pick the remaining glue out of my tooth!

By the time I pulled up and parked I was 30 mins late~so jumped/tripped out of the car, trying to hurry to the door of the pub, when my heel broke on my shoe, thinking nothing else could surely go wrong I stumbled into the pub and scanned the room for my date~ who I have to say looked rather different to his profile picture which he later admitted was about 8yrs old.

Anyhow we chatted for about half an hour~he then asked what my plans where for the rest of the eve as he was going home to watch a film!!

So ok then I took that as a subtle hint that the quickest date I’ve ever been on was over and tried my best to stay upright on my broken shoe whilst we walked to the car.

Having got home to the mess which easily resembled a break in~ with clothes,make up and sodding nail glue shrewn everywhere I was very surprised that he text and asked me if I wanted to see him again.’

Hannah finally paused for breath and took a moment to study Sally’s face which at this precise moment had mascara running down it whilst she dabbed at her tears of laughter, unable to save her make up thus rubbing black across her cheeks.

Sally opened her mouth to reply but got an attack of the giggles again~’its the nail glue stuck in your tooth that’s got me hahaha!’

Through the fits of laughter came a deep male voice, Hannah looked up to see the nice looking waiter stood by their table.

I’m so sorry to interrupt but I couldn’t help but over hear and I just have to know about that text~are you meeting him again?

Hannah blushed about 20 shades of red and mumbled’ no I’ve decided not to.
Which leads me to my next dilemma~what shall I reply?!’
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