Caution: Dating this man may cause the following...

Giddiness, falling in love, mad karaoke skills, random texting, staying up all night, the giggles, tickle fighting, howling at the moon, tree climbing, the ability to run really fast, break dancing, feats of skill, magic tricks, practical joking, juggling, water balloon throwing, piano playing, calling your Mom, graffiti painting, burping, belching, poor table manners, playing hooky, playing hockey, giving hickeys, getting the hiccups, the ability to speak pig Latin, social networking, building birdhouses, random acts of whimsy, canoodling (of the late night sort), singing in the shower, pet grooming, video gaming, cheating at those same games, the desire to sky dive, yodeling, heckling, beat boxing, rapping, gift-giving, walking backwards, 80's movie watching, crazy hairdo styling, blogging, couch-surfing, cake-baking, bootie-shaking, roller-skating, class-taking, mind reading, haiku writing, crossword puzzling, skipping, jumping really high, line dancing, spitball shooting, euphoria, not taking things too seriously, an appreciation for British comedy, French films, Italian cursing, Chinese checkers, double Dutch rope skipping, tree fort building, nut cracking, tie-dying, star-gazing, tomfoolery, hi jinks, madcap antics, alternative reasoning, coloring outside the lines, raising the roof, being wild, rocking all night long, waking the neighbors, rhyming, going barefoot, swinging really high, food fighting, taxidermy, writing letters to the editor, silliness, goofiness, unruliness, happiness, speaking in funny accents, horseplay, monkey business, reckless skateboarding, bicycle stunts, antics, stage diving, squirt gun toting, skipping stones, skipping class, skipping trips to the dentist, defying authority, questioning everything, cartoon watching, home-movie making, skywriting, mountaineering, flag waving, doing the wave, doing the Macarana, messy eating, bubble-blowing, trick-or-treating, nap taking, bow tie wearing, mud wrestling, four-wheeling, doing donuts, flying by the seat of your pants, making it up as you go, excellent public speaking skills, sneaky sneaking, showing off, double-dipping, puppy love, bunk bed-sleeping, campfire building, hammock swinging, beach walking, pizza making, messing around, procrastination, exhilaration, navigation, inspiration, love letter writing, the desire to become a secret admirer, flower sending, partying, being nice to your enemies, bubble-bath taking, horror movie marathons, throwing caution to the wind, risk taking, underdog rooting, eating dessert before dinner, touch-football playing, time travel, picture booth photography, playing footsie, jitteryness, bouncing, hand holding, face making, weird hair coloring, mismatched socks, pumpkin carving, hooliganism, spunkyness, and having a better time than most other people.

Yeah... where do I find this man?

so this is the story all about how

I have a confession to make.

I may or may not be against relationships. I may or may not prefer to spend my Saturday nights throwing glowing golf balls off the side of a mountain rather than going on a date. And I may or may not have turned down every date/hang out invitation I have received in the past month.

So, while you will get romantic, fun, & witty dating/relationship stories from the other two ladies, my posts will be about the awkward adventures I have encountered, and still encounter to this day. Please keep in mind that I adore these awkward situations. I love random people. And if Mr. Collins was a real person, I would hang out with him just so I could laugh at his idiocy. 

I have vowed to be the first married out of the writers of this blog, so wish me luck – I am going to go find a young man to elope to Washington D.C. with. Consider yourself lucky, my awkward stories are about to increase.

Reader, I know you are judging me. Please stop.

it all started out as a joke

We were playing a sociable little tennis match with our friend, Jason, when we began throwing out the idea of starting a blog where we could write about our ridiculous relationships (or lack of relationships, in my case). We thought about the idea for days, weeks, months, and then finally, after watching the Bachelorette one summer night, and discussing with our other Jason friend what he thought was wrong with us when it came to dating/love, we decided we were obligated to start recording our experiences and sharing them with the masses.

For complete anonymity, we are changing our names to reflect characters that we best represent in a certain book.

I know what you are thinking, “Another dating blog?”

And the answer is, yes.