I’m dating again and my husband doesn’t mind. In fact, it was his idea. He is so supportive of me dating, he’s the one who suggested I join an on-line group to meet others with similar ideas, goals, and interests. Here’s the thing: I don’t like dating. I never have. I’m not good at it and I just don’t like participating in activities I’m not good at, activities such as bowling.
I hate bowling. Hate it. I hate picking out the ball which holes never fit my fingers, I hate wearing those stinky shoes that make me slip and slide with every step, and I hate trying to figure out how to type my name into that computer thing-a-majig. But what I hate most about bowling: watching wordlessly as my ball rolls into the gutter every time I toss it. Dating is about one notch above bowling, but just barely.
What gets me about dating these days: I’m not going out with men anymore, I’m going out with women. Yes, women. I joined a local mom’s club a couple months ago and I really like it. It’s a well organized group that schedules fun weekly activities for moms and their kids. It’s then up to you how much or little you attend these events and how much or how little you interact with the other women and children. During these large activities, I have met some really fun women whose kids my kids really like too, and I think it would be so nice to hang out with them in a smaller social situation such as a play date at their house or my house, but then I think in order for that to happen I would have to ask this woman on a date.
Me: “Do you want to go out with me?”
Her: “Um, what did you say?”
Me: “My husband says I should date other people.”
Her: “Pardon me?”
Me: {nervous laughter}
Her: “I think I hear little Bobby calling me.”
I know, right? That’s why I have never asked anyone on any kind of date ever. Man or woman. I have no game. I never know what to say or how to say it. My palms get a little sweaty. And since I tend to giggle when I get nervous, I look like I’m about to pee my pants while trying with no success what so ever to suppress the little bits of laughter. It’s quite the dating dilemma.
While I have yet to ask anyone out, I just want you to know my boys and I have been asked out on quite a few dates. In fact, I’m in a serious relationship with one particular mom. Not only have we been on several one on one play dates, we’ve gone shopping, and even introduced our husbands to each other when the four of us had dinner one night. We still see other people though, so we’re not going steady just yet. But if we ever do, she’ll definitely have to be the one to ask.
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Tags: dating, mom's club
Funny and unique perspective to the “mommies” group – made me laugh.