Now, I cannot say I’m terribly satisfied being bored with most men (who isn’t?) and remain an honest woman. But, I’m not unhappy with the reality of life, either. I just suggest it here as an appetizing piece of info introducing what I am about to discuss honestly.

This time last week yours truly was walking the dog, Sandy, considering buying a membership to Great Expectations Dallas. Today, I write to my readers as a delightfully single member of the matchmaking service. Seriously, it’s true. It’s full of fun, attractive people! If you’ve been paying attention, you’re probably thinking, “You got some ’splainin to do, Lucy!”

So, I noticed these Great Expectations Reviews and liked what I saw. They’re for the honest singles who care enough to know dating should mean something.

Quite frankly, I’d never been interested in the ridiculous nightlife ritual serial daters (ie: everyone I know) so aptly entitled “The Dating Experience.” I heard it all the time. Every night they nagg, “Are you seeing somebody?” and “Oh I know just the guy for you!”

“Ugh, and double ugh.” I reply, smiling ear to ear. “Not after that last blind date you set me up on.”

“Not true,” they say. “That’s just an excuse for your cynicism.”

That’s just my sister (she’s the best) (hehe) Sandy Holland. She offers reality to my mind 99% of the time. Friends are always there to offer perspective. She made a good point, and I joined.

Returning to the theme of this blog entry. As I picked from hundreds of outfits (hah) and desirable, honest singles for my first date with Great Expectations, I acknowledged something true. For years, I hadn’t entertained the greatest of literal great expectations for dating and myself in the serendipitous path of being alive. Being single isn’t so bad, even more so with healthy optimism. Having great expectations does wonders for a caring soul.

~Monica Davis