About Serendipity
Late-thirties and passionate about, well, everything. Some get fooled by the vivacious demeanor and hilarious dating stories, but at the heart of it I'm a hopeless romantic, idealistic and optimistic if just a tad unconventional. I believe love is expressed physically, emotionally and spiritually, and The One is a clichéd marketing gimmick that prevents us from seeing the reality of our relationships in real-time. Dynamics between men and women fascinate me, and I must admit… I still enjoy the game and the chase. Years ago I married and divorced a "nice guy" now known as The Defendant. So it's Round 2 for me, and dating is significantly more challenging - and rewarding - than in my 20's. serendipity@datingthoughts.com
Posts From Serendipity:
Cheating is a Cop Out
Remember what we used to do kids who cheated on the playground? We kicked their ass, and they were relegated to play by themselves for months. You know why? Because cheating is selfish, and as a tribal species, we know at the primal level, selfish is dangerous. That’s why we set up rules. Imagine if [...]
Online Dating: Google ‘em
In the past 5 yrs I’ve done a lot of online dating. My sister and one of my closest friends both found their husbands online, and they’ve been married for some time now. To those who are skeptical, I often hear: “Oh, but how do you know they are who they say they are?”
Hey, [...]
Nice Guys: I Owe You an Apology
I’ve come to realize there is a special kind of Karma related to dating. I’m quite certain this Karma is manifested as a woman, and quite frankly, she’s a bitch.
So for all the nice guys out there, this one’s for you.
Remember the cheerleader in high school who wouldn’t give you the time of day? The [...]
Passion: The Cure for Dating Apathy?
Breathlessly, we tango across the apartment. The destination may be a foregone conclusion, but we revel in the sexual tension anyway. I can actually feel us both smirking (in that sly, knowing way) as we kiss deeply. The urgency is bliss. After all, we are crossing the forbidden Friendship Line – again – an addiction [...]
