My two month Catholic dating anniversary

Click here. A click there. A little message here. A little smile there.

Ugh. I am so sick of this.

Another month down, two and a half more to go on the online Catholic singles market. And I’ve gotta admit, I’m a bit sick of it. Thus far, aside from Seth the Southern Charmer, I’ve been relatively unimpressed with the pool of Catholic men out there.

So I’m taking it to the next level.

First stop: another fish fry to see if the pool of single, available men is any different in the face to face world.

If nothing else, I’m sure I can come home with an 80-year-old’s phone number.

But only if he’s wearing suspenders.

And depending upon my luck with the geriatric community, I may just have to quit this online dating thing altogether.