Match.com by Diane Ogden

My sister-in-law told me to join match.com so I did.  She once told me to get a job selling insurance, so I did.  And I was very successful.  She tells me all the time that I am not in charge. Her Dad tells her that so she passes it onto me. Not sure why, she is the bossy one having been in charge of a car dealership she owned for some twenty years.  Back to match.com. So I fill out the questionnaire.  I answer all the questions as truthfully as I can without scaring anyone off and I submit 9 photos.  The main photo is me with  my hair in rollers.  I just had to do it.  If the prospective man could handle that, the good pics were only a click away.  And so they did, click away that is.  I have met up with one fellow, certainly not a "gentle-man" as he asked me what I would like and I said, "Ice Tea," which after two hours I never rec'd.  No manners!  I almost forgot, one of the first things he said to me was, "Do you have to wear those glasses?"  Need I say more. And he wanted me to go snow shoe-ing in the woods.  I could borrow his sisters snow shoes.  Seriously?  No thank you... If I couldn't get ice tea out of him, I am liable not to get back out of that woods with any help what-so-ever.  And fishing?  Nope, he should have friends by now, men friends that like to be quiet and watch a string hang in the water for hours.  Me, I would be working on my 25,000 woman words a day and scaring the fish away!  Next guy never stopped talking about the roller photo.  He just didn't understand that.
He said I must not like adoration.  Yes I looked it up.  After ten emails and it was still under discussion, I deleted the "pretty boy."

I haven't given up, but so far 85% of them want a slender, athletic body toned woman.  Yet they look like they are about to deliver.  Twins that is.  Men!  They just don't care about what's under the boob....its all about the boobs.  I am not fat, and I have boobs along with a heart under one of 'em that will continue to look for a nice fellow that will go fishing without me.  I 'm just not that into it.  And the more I think about it, I might not be that into this match.com either.  Sorry sister-in-law, this is like too much work.  I already had my quota I think.  But I am keeping the $40 a month match.com charge door open just in case.

"Thank God for Men"

Thank God for Men! I hadn't "thought that thought" or said that line for so many years that when I saw it in print on Face Book I just sat there and starred at it. Thank God for Men! Humm. I really never had that experience in a positive manner. Of course possibly due to improper chosing or "re-incarnation repair," I really don't know and also do not wish to rehash. But just maybe I should start saying that more often. I tried Match.com. Good God that was a mess. I tried and paid for E-Harmony. That was ridiculous. If I wanted to travel hours for a date it may have been fine. I kept telling Match.com, NO WATER men, and only send the ones within 30-50 miles. They didn't listen and kept taking my money. And I never got the man that cost me $200+. I suppose that would have been considered a cheap date anyway. They say its what you put into it....yet for me the buck stopped there. I think I should be able to find a free man. If I hurry up that is. Time is taking whatever it wants to, even though the battle is on between us. Time and myself that is. Heck I could have had a half of a botox treatment for that $200+. Nevermind...and I almost said, "They aren't worth it." Men that is.... I have to start saying, "Thank God for Men." Good Men I should add. I do miss a good man. I think I can remember one or two whether merely passing by or maybe they stopped to say hi. Men can do good things. Move furniture. I'll think of more. Maybe later...time to go to work.