DAY ELEVEN

The Universe has really forgotten about me. The stars are not aligning -- no handsome Prince -- no Lotto -- oh -- is it bad luck to wish for money?

Have you ever heard the expression -- you have to kiss a lot of toads -- before you meet your handsome Prince? Bogs and marshes aside -- where are they? I wouldn't have the stomach to kiss anyone -- butt ugly -- would you?

So, here I am, watching: Because she said so tonight -- I love sucky chic flicks. I think they make these chick flicks to get us ladies through the loney hours that tick on the clock -- to raise up our glasses and cheer -- independence -- strength --
believe in yourself -- don't sell yourself short!

I am definitely saving for a vacation -- for -- next year! I would love to take one nice trip somewhere wonderful every year. Now, that would be so cool.

A cruise is definitely a possibility -- but to where -- when -- a bigger question is -- how? Saving store coupons is just not going to cut it.

If only the Universe could flow me some funds -- pennies from heaven -- just lots of them. Oh no -- did I bad luck myself -- again!

Gotta go -- watch my chick flick -- and dream -- dream in technicolor -- about my future trip -- my future true love.

No followers yet -- that figures! Maybe the Friends Connect is not working -- I would just love to see 1 person on that tomorrow. Could that be you?

DAY TEN

Today, after a long day at work -- looking around on the subway train one of my thoughts were -- where are all the cute older men? Have they all retired down South?

I truly belive that there are just way more -- single women -- then men -- especially in the mature age bracket. I have no statistical proof of this of course -- too lazy to look it up, but does it really matter? I live in Toronto -- the eye candy is far and few between. Or, maybe it's because most of us are half asleep on the subway train?

One of my projects -- well, just about everything is a pet project -- is to check out the number of mature females versus males on a Cruise to the Bahamas for example. My guess is that even though its rated a singles cruise -- you will meet way more single women than men. Otherwise, why do these cruises need gentlemen escorts that dance with you in the clubs etc? No, not the type who want sex silly!

Now, one possibility on a singles cruise is to run into a Canadian vacationer. Maybe even someone who lives quite close. Now to me -- if the person seems worth it -- then -- you can continue seeing that person after the cruise -- well, that would be a good catch with some promise now wouldn't it. If only I would win a cruise -- lookout here comes DATEGIRL. Ok, so I'm a dreamer -- that's good isn't it?

My face that has the cut on it from the TTC bus accident with the car -- is slowly healing. Wow -- can hardly wait to be totally beautiful again. I'm not vain -- I just like to look nice.

It just dawned on me that I will just have to -- save some money -- a little here -- a little there. I would have to make a daily list of what to give up -- less coffees at the coffee shop etc. Urrrr.... to have to give up some creature comforts -- now that will be very hard.

Maybe, I should tack up a picture of -- some hunk -- and a picture of a cruise ship on my fridge. When I go to be a little frivolous -- look at the pictures and imagine myself on the trip -- then put the money I saved from not spending it -- in a trip account.

I'm a good shopper when it comes to points. In fact, I am sure I'm the Optimum Account Points queen. Air miles I like collecting them too. Dam -- you have to spend money -- to make money. I can see my cruise ship leaving the dock -- hey -- it's leaving without me -- now that's not fair. Come back -- come back. Oh, there will be lots more where that one came from.

Ok, now tonight -- just close your beautiful DATEGIRL eyes -- and -- as your drifting off to sleep -- just imagine your wonderful vacation -- oh he is so sweet!

Dream Dategirl, dream!

DAY NINE

Tonight I was thinking how maybe my horoscope sign Cancer might have me in the wrong position in the Universe for Love. Maybe I am going to meet my true love when Jupiter or Pluto or Uranus move positions. You see I know nothing about horoscopes so maybe I have a chance that the Universe will take care of me when the time is right. That the Universe has all the answers, I just have to be patient.

Yes, you guessed it -- I am still nursing -- the red cut on my -- pretty face. Not so pretty!!!!

They say if you don't care -- when you stop looking -- like -- don't try so hard -- then true love will come!

Right now I don't want to look -- because -- of how I look? Everyone says I look ok that I am healing up nicely. Dam TTC bus -- stupid brakes -- evil BMW -- why me?

Ok, so stop feeling sorry for yourself. Maybe this weekend I will win the Lotto -- then I can travel to exotic places -- meet lots of new people.

I would love to see a Kangaroo in Australia -- or a Camel in Egypt -- or a Lion in Africa -- oh just go to the zoo -- that's not exactly what I had in mind.

Other places would be -- Las Vegas again -- or Cuba -- oh Hawaii would be wonderful! Guess what DATEGIRL -- you need some hard cold cash!!!!

My dream cruise -- are you ready -- is the Alaskan cruise -- in nice weather of course. Polar Bears -- before there extinct. That`s sad really -- so I better hurry -- before all the ice has melted in the Artic! Still need the money -- honey!

To my handsome Prince -- come out -- come out -- wherever you are.

Goodnite to all of you in the Blogishere -- sweet dreams!

DAY EIGHT

The nasty cut on my pretty face is still sore and red. It has totally ruined any chance of romance. After all would you date the Bride from Chucky aka scar face?

I had my head down and was avoiding public places except I met a great girlfriend at lunch -- and -- we had a good time. She just had a birthday so I got her a little something. We grew up together! Lunch with her is alway s treat.

Most of my girl friends are not man-hunting. This is a problem as I want to go dancing.

Ok, now it's time for you to give me ideas or tips re dating. So feel to comment in the comment box.

Hmmmmm still no followers -- prove to me that the system is working -- just hit the friends connect button.

Calling all excentric millionaires -- or even make it a billionare -- how about supporting my DATEGIRL PROJECT.

Time for another drink -- hick-up!

DAY SEVEN

I was thinking today to myself -- what if the project fails? No dates -- no real possibilities? Then I recalled how I've always pretty much had a boyfriend -- partners -- for better or worse -- most of my adult life. I have learned so many lessons -- what I want -- and what I don't want -- in a partner. So, I think I'm good and the Project -- has potential.

My facial cut -- from the TTC bus accident -- has ruined my love life for a few weeks -- if anyone in the blogisphere even cares. The red mark from the cut -- looks like I ran a red crayon across my face. I feel like the Bride of Chucky. Not funny!!!

For all of you gals or guys looking for your true love -- I empathize completely with you. It's hard feeling lonely -- ya, you miss hugging someone -- all -- that goes with having a relationship. But, the upswing is -- your independently single --you have the potential to meet Mr. or Mrs. Right. After all, your not going behind anyone's back.

My biggest disappointment -- is my fear that -- no-one is reading this dating blog of mine. As I said before -- Amy Smith with her cooking blog -- became rich and famous -- and -- only her Mom read it at first. So, where are all my friends -- my followers?

I think that this week I'm going to have a breakthrough -- not sure what is going to happen. You know that gut feeling -- hope its my Lotto ticket -- cruise -- here I come! Or, maybe some excentric millionaire will go to the bottom of my blog and toast me with a million dollars -- wouldn't that be crazy and wonderful -- no strings attached though.

None of the people I know are even crazy enough to toast me with a coffee. I heard that Amy Smith -- made some cool cash off her blog that way -- not me though -- no coffee toasts so far. Gosh -- I hope the Universe it listening!

DAY SIX

Imagine -- still dateless in Toronto. Big deal -- it's meeting a quality person that counts. I have loved and lost -- but -- so have so many others. Being single isn't all bad. Time to reflect -- learn from the past -- and move forward. No snoring -- that's always a big plus!

So far no friends on friend connect -- maybe something is wrong with the program? Or, maybe no one gives a rats ass!

I wonder this week -- should I skulk around a bookstore to see if there is any eye-candy? Well, I would but -- I have that awful cut on my face right now -- from the TTC bus accident. This has really put a damper on my dating life. Not that I have one right now anyway. Feeling like scar face is not helping!

One of those dam dating places left me a voice mail. You know the ones -- Lunch Dates -- ya okay but -- this is what I found out. You pay a ton of money -- your analysed like a specimen from a science project -- for a zillion hours -- then when they get you a date -- no photo!!!!! A blind date after paying out a fortune for a special dating package. No can do!!!! I just totally refuse. Losers!!!!!!

I just wish I would win a Lotto -- a few thousand -- that's all. I could take my cruise -- have fun -- and meet new people. Face to face -- that's the best way to meet.

Maybe someone will feel sorry for me this week -- you know -- the poor beat up lady. I should make up a story that I was in a bar brawl -- defending someone's honour. Forget it -- the TTC accident is the truth -- hopefully -- I won't get an ambulance bill.

The doctor in emergency was sweet -- but probably married. The policeman was -- not cute --and probably not married -- there was no attraction there -- let me tell you! Always my luck.

Ok, so will I watch -- Because I said so -- or You've Got Mail? Now you know I am feeling sorry for myself. How many sucky movies can one watch in a weekend?

Somewhere I heard -- and I hope its not VooDoo or Black Magic -- that if you make a list -- and then set it on fire -- the Universe will send you your true love. Okay, so where the hell are my matches?

Right now my heart is -- on fire -- rescue me please! Ok, Universe did you hear that?

DAY FIVE

Today TGIF -- should have been a great day.

Horribly -- on my way into work -- I found myself -- flying through the air -- at record speed. The TTC bus driver had to brake suddenly to avoid hitting a car.

An eye witness at the front of the bus claimed that the bus driver was cut off - the police officer just said -- rules are rules -- that the bus had to be following too close -- does that make sense?

So here's me -- bleeding from the face -- laying flat out on the floor -- amongst a bunch of upset strangers. Were any cute guys there to rescue me? Well, of course not -- that only happens in the movies --don't ya know.

I finally got up in my dazed state to find a co-worker from my building had fallen over backwards. I held her hand and reassured her she would be fine. She needed a neck brace, a back board and then an ambulance.

Anyway the morning was just -- too full of drama -- the accident -- the bad cut --right across my pretty face. I was shocked to see it (the cut) when I went to the bathroom. I went running out to the doctor. He reassured me it would heal and probably not leave a scar.

I look like someone attacked me with a knife -- you get the picture -- scarface. What's that got to do with my love life -- everything -- right now I feel like Freddy Crugger's girlfriend.

Tonight I will be chilling out -- putting stawberry and blueberry frozen bags --on this nasty cut.

What will I be doing all weekend? Well, pull out the kleenex. I plan to watch a really sucky chick flick - to heal my wounded face and heart.

Tonight as it comes to an end -- Star light -- star bright -- the first star I see tonight -- I wish I may, I wish I might -- have the wish -- I wish tonight.

DAY FOUR

Well -- you guessed it -- another loser day in Toronto. I did have lunch with a friend in a new place -- right across the street from police headquarters -- a cute cope now-- that would be nice -- but everyone is so engrossed in conversation with their friends -- they actually would think your nuts if you interrupted. And what are you going to say anyway -- oh I think your cute -- and then you notice the gold wedding band. That would not be cool!

No, on a Friday, or Saturday night I have to start getting a girlfriend and myself going out to a dance -- now that would be a plan! The only problem is most of my girlfriends are married or live too far away -- now that's a problem!!!!!

I feel like I'm drowning in this big ocean -- on the Titanic -- and I want to go on a cruise? Hell, yes!!!!

Guy cruising on a love site -- well that is no treat let me tell you. It is more of a let down than a pick me upper. I really havn't made up my mind -- you have to really be in the mood -- to be bothered. Everyone is a gourmet cook and sky dives -- you get my drift.

I am sure people are thinking this is so hokey -- and no-one is even reading my bantering on and on about -- finding true love. Remember that girl who had the cooking project well, the only person who was reading her blog at first was her Mom -- and she got -- so excited. And then -- a dam movie and a book to boot! So, if any of my relatives or friends are reading this just -- hit the friends connect -- so I can have that excited feeling too. Knowing that somewhere out there in the BLOGISPHERE -- someone cares -- someone is listening -- someone is going through what I am going through.

Think smart I tell myself -- join some type of club. Well, something that guys would go to. I really have to put some thought into this. A book club in my neighbourhood -- not sure. I actually went to a writing class in the evening at Ryerson -- and there were no pickins in that group. So, I think I really have to do my homework on what to join.

Cupid -- your not doing your job -- you should be fired you delinquent fairy!!!!

I think I will dream about my true love tonight -- what he will look like -- how sweet he will be -- how well suited he is to me -- how he will laugh at my jokes -- and make my heart beat so fast -- thump thump thump!!!!

Another day -- tomorrow -- a new set of possibilities. I will just have to stay strong and soldier on.

DAY THREE

My love deadline -- to meet my handsome Prince within 365 days. Oh, and like I promised, I did change my routine today and spent 20 minutes (holy cow) in the coffee shop in the lobby. Nothing, nada, no one interesting caught my eye. How do you flirt in your office building anyway? Imagine, you meet up with someone at work and it doesn't work out -- what a disaster that would be. So, I have decided I have to venture across the road to nearby Timmy's and just hang around during my break.

Wow, this all sounds so --desperado -- maybe if I stop caring -- then it would happen. God has to be bored out of his mind with my nightly affirmation asking the Universe to intervene and hand over some super guys -- looks, money, personality -- the whole 9 yards. Asking for too much -- that might be the problem. Ok then I will settle for -- attraction. So let the Laws of Attraction work their magic -- do you hear me Universe?

I had to take myself off of some deadbeat lovesites. They kept sending me the cutest guys but they were from all over the planet. And, to send a reply you had to pay money -- so I just thought forget it!

Now, I am dreaming about taking a cruise. A big ship on a beautiful ocean with tons of fantastic possibilities -- love at sea -- imagine. At least my dreams will comfort me! I just need a bucket of money to fall into my lap and right now how is that going to happen unless I win the lotto. Oh, I must remember to buy my ticket.

Maybe the bookstore tomorrow night!!!

Cupid -- you really let me down today -- if you've been listening -- sharpen your bow -- or take some brush up lessons.

I bet you can't wait until tomorrow -- stay tuned.

DAY TWO

Wow, a young man stopped me on my way to lunch. Downtown of course everyone has their hand out for money so my first reaction was to tell him -- I have no spare change. He looked at me with a smile and said -- oh -- I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you are. I was surprised, smiled, and thanked him. The only problem was -- he was only about 20 -- only 30 years too young. It really made my day though -- imagine.

Today's tip: don't sign up for more than one love site unless you have a ton of money. They say sign up for free -- and as soon as you want to communicate with someone -- guess what the credit card signs -- paypal -- they all start showing up.

Since there wasn't even one person to flirt with today I decided tomorrow I would change one of my routines -- go to a different coffee shop -- or maybe browse the bookstore after work. Get myself out there. You have to admit, I am trying.

Today was a loser -- Cupid where are you?

THE DATEGIRL PROJECT

WHO IS DATEGIRL:
A pretty 50 plus Toronto Ontario Administrative Assistant looking to find her handsome Prince.

DATEGIRL'S TIMEFRAME:
That cupid's arrow hits her handsome Prince within the next 365 days or less.

ABOUT DATEGIRL'S BLOG:
A daily blog that plots DATEGIRL'S progress -- her thoughts -- trials and tribulations --her successes -- maybe even her failures.

Your help in all this: give DATEGIRL your ideas -- silly or not -- they might work. Wish DATEGIRL good-luck she could really use it.

DAY ONE:
DATEGIRL is practising the fine art of flirting in the mirror. Yes the pearly whites are okay. To pucker the lips, no that would be stupid. The smile -- yes -- a great big smile when she sees someone she likes. Oh yes, bat those pretty hazel eyes -- that should get him everytime. Now where to flirt remains the big question. Any ideas for DATEGIRL?