This week has made me realize that, for a girl who writes about dating, I’m apparently not very good at it. I have been officially single for almost ten years. In that time, I have racked up my fair share of dates. First dates mostly, a few second dates, and a small handful of “somethings” that last little longer than a few weeks.
But I’ve learned something valuable about myself this week: Perhaps the reason I’ve been single this long is not because I’m picky… Perhaps I’m just bad at dating. 😉
Now, do I really think I’m bad at it? Probably not. This week has just created a perfect storm of stress, irritation and frustration which has subsequently turned into some weird sort of low self-esteem and discomfort.
Amid all the crazy, I have a date planned for this week that I’m pretty excited about. It’s actually the first time … maybe ever? that I met someone, was attracted to him, exchanged a number, and he asked me to dinner. In my experience, this traditional order of events leading to a first date is nearly extinct nowadays. In today’s internet-driven world, you’re more likely to talk to a person over text message or email before you meet them, and by that time the traditional way of doing things has gone to the wayside.
So the only thing I can figure is that this different (albeit preferred) way of planning and having a date combined with a crazy, frustrating, irritating week made me so nervous that I went into panic mode. There was a particularly entertaining moment while walking through the mall looking for something to wear, when I texted a friend that perhaps I had misread the signals and was just going to a friendly dinner to talk about work or something. We’re talking zero to OMG in less than ten seconds. Hahaha.
Ultimately, my friend ended up talking me down and convincing me that as long as he hasn’t call me “Man” or “Dude,” I’m probably good. On top of that, she also helped me pick an outfit to wear by looking at pictures of me in half my closet.
Dating is difficult, and in spite of having dated as much as any other single 30-something, I’ve realized that in today’s world, dating isn’t really dating in the traditional sense. Turns out, I’m sortof lost on this traditional route because I haven’t ever really participated in or experienced it. Here’s to learning!
So wish me luck, and in the meantime, make yourself some of these easy, naturally gluten free peanut butter forgotten kisses in the name of traditional first dates everywhere! Happy Cooking!
- 1 Cup Peanut Butter
- 1 Cup Sugar
- 1 Egg
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Mix all ingredients in a mixer. Scoop the batter onto a parchment lined cookie sheet. Bake for 6 to 8 minutes. Upon taking the cookies out, press a chocolate kiss into the top of each cookie so it impresses the top of the cookie and it nestles into the cookie crust. Let the cookies cool with the chocolate in them on a rack.
***Just a quick note, these cookies are awesome but they do tend to be a tiny bit crumbly so if you travel with them take my advice and put them in a Tupperware instead of a ziplock bag. They’ll hold up better. Enjoy!!!
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