5 Movies Single Women (and some men) Should and Should not see

Before I even begin, let me preface this by saying that I lean toward the edge of chicken.  I don't do horror movies, even when I am not alone.  Some of these suggestions are for those of you in my circle of single mom/dad/person chicken-hood.  I fully realize that some of you are Van Helsing with breasts.  Kudos to you.

Let's start with the "Avoid" list:

#1:  The Strangers - A couple is terrorized in a vacation home by some unknowns.  Just thinking about this movie has me wanting to clean up the .45.  Every little bump in the night is all of the sudden a masked murderer out for my psychological torture and blood.  I like sleep....no...I LOVE sleep.  On a psycho torture scale of one to 10, this is a solid 9.

#2:  Blair Witch Project- Three brave little film students set out to make a documentary about the infamous Blair Witch in Maryland, never to return.  I remember the first time I saw this movie, I was in college,  and much less chicken.  I watched it about 3 or 4 times, because it was so fast paced and jumpy that I always found some little detail I missed.  Every little breaking tree branch sound was ingrained in my head.  So, the bad part was that summer I spent a couple of months camping in the woods.  Every night, I could hear tree branches crack and break.  I was convinced that any moment I would be snatched from my tent and all that would remain would be a bag of bloody teeth.  SO WHAT you may say?  I still camp in the woods!.  Creep, creep, creep.

#3:  The Notebook:  Epic story of true love and lost love.  Seriously...I spend too much time trying to get my mascara just right and a snot stained pillow isn't any more appealing.  Those kind of love stories are NOT meant to boost the overly sensitive, super sappy single spirit.

#4:  Titanic:  This has nothing to do with history.  It's all about love and love lost.  Worthy of a bottle of wine and antidepressants. 

#5: Pretty Woman:  Nothing makes you feel as inadequate as watching a movie where a hooker gets the man of her dreams while you sit alone with a bag of Cheetos and a gallon of ice cream.

In all seriousness, the movies above all all pretty good flicks, if you like that kind of stuff.  To keep your sanity and and avoid the urge to jump off the nearest bridge or adopt a cat, just pass them up.

Now for my faves list.  When I am in a movie mode, these and movies like these, are my go-tos:

#1:  Eat, Pray, Love:  A woman rediscovers herself with gelato, friendship, and spiritual awakening.  Yes, there is the love element, but it gives us single folks some hope, assuming we don't have to travel around the world to find it.

#2:  Salt: Why?  Because Angelina Jolie takes ass kicking to a new level!  Any movie with tough, independent women is always a good bet.

#3: Miss Congeniality:  Again, the woman is the heroine (Sandra Bullock is just awesome anyway).  Comedy + a little action makes a great, feel-good, movie night.

#4: The Avengers:  I only put this on here because Chris Hemsworth and Chris Evans haunt my dreams.  Good movie, good scenery. Just do it.

#5:  Single Mom's Club:  I'm being presumptive here, since it doesn't actually come out until this Friday.  However, the idea of a group of single moms that band together reminds me of a modern day Ya-Ya sisterhood.

#6:  Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood:  OK, so I added an extra movie, but it is worth the add.  This is a movie about the bond between women that had every group of friends screaming "YA-YA!" in every beer joint and every Red Hat Society meeting around the country. 

So this is the list.  There are lots of great new movies in theaters that look worthy of a go.  So, support your artists, and check them out.  Voila. It is done.

No Matches Found

I'm an ambitious procrastinator.  I tend to have great ideas and start a project, but not finish it.  This blog is a project I never started in the first place, though the idea to get one going came about 5 months ago, when they said I was unmatchable.  Take a seat by the fire, kick off your heals, grab a glass of wine, and learn about the world of dating...again.

I guess I shouldn't say "dating."  I haven't actually been on a date in years.  Let me back up a step.  My child (my pride, my joy, my tiny version of me) stays with the ex about 40% of the time.  I hate it.  When Child is gone, that is when the loneliness starts to edge in.  When Child is gone, it's just me:  no little messes to pick up; no extra laundry to do; no one to wake me up at 6:00 AM on a Saturday to make pancakes and play pirates.  

One weekend, while Child was at the ex's, loneliness got the best of me.  I'm not one that is confident enough to go out and mingle and meet a guy.  Think about it:  late thirties, a few (OK a few times two) extra pounds, and that nagging voice of a jerkish ex-husband in the back of my mind, telling me that I could be prettier if ________________.  Now, I am not feeling sorry for myself.  I'm not bad looking and I can doll up pretty well.  I'm not TOTALLY lacking confidence...but at times I do.  The dating pool is pretty shallow where I live, to top it off. 

Anyways, one weekend, I decided to try out the online dating thing.  I created an account with a "reputable" site, which will remain nameless.  I found my best pictures that brought out all my best features.  I carefully, but honestly, answered all the questions.  I didn't put too many limits on the type of guy I was looking for.  When I was done, I was sure I would have an inbox full of prospects in no time.  

Then it happened...the MESSAGE.  That nagging little box that popped up out of the blue and said, in a nutshell, "We are sorry.  We couldn't find any matches for you, but try again some other time."  It might as well have said "Hey, sorry about that.  You might try a biker bar.  We hear the animal shelter has lots of cats to adopt."

I'm...not...matchable??  Come on...I have seen some of the couples walking around, and thought "Well, now, there's somebody for everybody."  But, not for me?  I had a good week-long pout about that.
Since then, I still have those moments where loneliness rears its ugly head, but overall, I am content.  I have found definite advantages to being single, like, not having to close the bathroom door, half the laundry, and no dirty underwear laying on the piano.

One day, though, maybe my real prince will come.  Let's just hope he's not another toad in disguise.