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The circumstances around my husband’s death shattered my sense of certainty and made me cautious. A fragile guardedness reminiscent of a temperamental garage door. A quick study, I had filed away the important bits - he was a liberal, a non-smoker, and a music-loving musician who was divorced and had a little girl. Who knew if his pictures were current or if he had built his entire profile on a foundation of fibs?At the end of the day, it’s all about survival and control. You get the idea, and you’ll therefore understand why I abandoned the idea of online dating - or it abandoned me. I dismissed the interest in football (the American kind, for God’s sake) and golf (eye-roll), hoped he meant it when he checked “no preference” on hair colour, and held on to his mention of integrity - and the picture of the Harley Davidson. He said he worked out every day - of course he did, who doesn’t? Maybe he didn’t really like Bob Dylan (a deal-breaker) and maybe he went to the gym thrice daily.It probably shouldn’t matter as much as it does, but the truth is most people will judge you to some extent on your choice of wheels.And apparently, Jeep owners garner more attention than all others – at least when it comes to folks looking for love at the online dating website .Sally was an extension of Nora Ephron - single-minded with a certain way of ordering a sandwich exactly the way it needed to be for her. For countless hairdressers rendered clueless and incompetent by the state of my hair, I unfolded that page as though it were the Shroud of Turin, while I beseeched them to grant me a Meg Ryan haircut. Seventy was out of the question - definitely not a new 50. Even though I recently found out that it’s bad for the car, I only buy gas after the “empty” light comes on.
Although, with factory-installed GPS navigation systems de rigeur and knowing there is most certainly an app for that, I am much better today at finding my way around the greater Phoenix metropolitan area.We know nothing about the methodology behind establishing these numbers, and also, it’s from a freaking online dating site.Still, lying about the car you own is probably better than lying about how much you weigh. , instead of her Sally who had met Harry a decade earlier, around the time I immigrated to the United States. someday,” Sally is barely 30 and sporting a sassy hair cut that in 1989 should have worked with my natural curls. Some are minor - I don’t have sensible hair, and I spend a fortune colouring it and trying to tame it.Yes, my next chapter could be the stuff of a Nora Ephron rom-com. It gives me no pride to tell you that I subsequently carried in my wallet, for several years - maybe a decade - a page from a glossy magazine that featured Ryan’s many haircuts. Fonts matter in ways they shouldn’t - if I don’t like the lettering on a store sign, I won’t shop there, and Comic Sans on homework assignments forces me to question the teacher’s judgement.