Sunday Scribbles: "The Date"
Girls’ night yesterday ended up just being Gina and me watching the made for TV movie See Jane Date. It was a cliché chick lit heroine’s quest for a boyfriend and journey of self-discovery. It was the perfect fluff for our moods. We laughed and talked, yet between our running commentary on the show I found myself becoming jealous of Jane. Her dates were all horrible disasters, but at least she had a social life and the opportunity to meet people. My location makes it difficult to meet single guys, I haven’t met one in the past year.
Am I doomed? Jane has this great moment of clarity near the end of the movie when she declares in tears that she is no less of a woman or success just because she lacks a man. She is content to just be her –a single girl. I am too...except when I forget. Even though I have my New Year Challenge to "go on a date," I fear these might be the only dates I get this year:
Am I doomed? Jane has this great moment of clarity near the end of the movie when she declares in tears that she is no less of a woman or success just because she lacks a man. She is content to just be her –a single girl. I am too...except when I forget. Even though I have my New Year Challenge to "go on a date," I fear these might be the only dates I get this year:
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