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At first, he was Mr Right – then not so much

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Julie fell madly in love with John before she even met him.

Her best friend, Cathryn, had been ‘selling’ him to Julie for three months before he even moved to California.

“You are going to love him!” was Julie’s mantra. Next, she would launch into how much John and  Julie had in common. The list was uncanny. They were both Yankees fans, Aires, Skiiers, quasi vegetarian, hiking-biking Mother Nature lovers who loved to cook.

For two years, Julie had dated a passel of people on Match.com and was both depressed by dating and at her wits end. This John guy sounded good.

Flash Forward six months: John arrives, moves in a mile away and they meet. Their first date is four hours and has Hot Romance written all over it. Their second date is twice as long – twice as much fun -and Julie is falling hard and fast.  John is tall, dark, handsome, flirty and romantic.

Then, he had to travel to India for two weeks – return home “sicker than a dog,” and they don’t see one another for a month.

He made no effort to call or text – she followed his lead. Confused.  She was beginning to wonder and have second thoughts.

It Happened in the Meat Department

Saturday morning, Julie was strolling the aisles of Whole Foods when she saw John across the crowded Produce Dept. Her heart leapt, she was excited. She quickly pushed her cart towards the mountain of citrus before she saw that John was shopping with someone. A woman. A Lulu Lemon clad, bleached blonde with ginormous cleavage.

She nonchalantly backed up her cart and slipped over to the Meat Department to pick up the lamb chops. Within a few seconds, John and Lulu walked right behind her. She was invisible. And she was crushed.  She left her cart in the aisle and quickly walked out of the store.

What truly depressed her was images of the many clowns on Match.com with whom she was going to have to engage. Her skin prickled. Her head was spinning.

Little did she know she was about to meet the real love of her life…japanese-cherry-trees-724289__180“Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time.

We are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

We are the change that we seek.”

Barack Obama

 

 

 

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Klaus, the psychic to the stars, plays with a full deck

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Klaus, the psychic to the stars, had a hunch about dating

After a two year sabbatical from the Wide Wonderful World of Internet Dating, Erin decided to consult with Klaus, the “Psychic to the Stars”, as to whether she should get back in the game. Divorced for three years, had already been the Poor Little Match.com girl once, enjoyed a flurry of dates, met a passel of men and said made a lot of ‘friends’. And, she met Dennis.

Whoa! He had an Altar Ego

Erin dated Dennis for three wonderful months. It took that long for her to fully realize he was in a huge rush to the altar. Any altar – with any one. It was too much, too soon for her. They parted amicably. Next.

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She booked an appointment and was finally seated across from the famous Klaus; a small, marble-topped, table between them. After shuffling an over-sized deck of faded and worn Tarot cards, he had her deal seven cards. He looked at the cards, briefly. Without missing a beat he said, “Darling, Internet dating, really? You will be fishing in the same pond.”



She looked at him quizzically and as he scooped up the cards with a flourish, he said, “It will be all the same men, darling.” No, no, say it isn’t so.

Erin is an optimist in all things romantic. She defied the prediction and defiantly climbed aboard the 2015 Dating Train. It had been awhile; she wasn’t sure of the pace or the new bells and whistles on the site.

Stepping on a treadmill that is ‘On’ at full speed?

Like a blast from the past, she had a surreal feeling of deja vu. After paying the toll to enter the coy pond of dating life, she quickly realized old Klaus made a point.

After a two years hiatus – a veritable parade of very familiar faces danced before her on the computer screen. So many of the same old pictures of the men she remembered were still posted. And, magically, none of them had aged! They were all still 50…and she was two years older.
As she scanned the photos and realized a ton of these men hadn’t even updated their pictures. She remembered the winkin, blinkin and nods involved in the on line-dating dance.

She could do this. Game on. And so it begins…No more Old Maid

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