You never know who you'll meet...

After my first divorce, I dabbled in some online dating.

I NEVER told my mom the truth of where I was meeting some of these guys.

I could just hear her, you met them WHERE? How do you know it's safe? You better use protection.

That was nine years ago.

Now after my second divorce, it hasn't even been much of a thought to use online dating. I'm just not really into it.

First of all, late night online sex chats don't work very well with no home computer I don't have the time to research the guys and secondly, I'd rather find someone by chance, fate even.

There's something exciting about meeting someone in the produce section of the grocery store and catching his eye and having enough of a connection that has to talk to me.

I'm a romantic like that.

*cue Disney Princess music*

But before I get too deep in my fantasies, let me get back to the point of this post.

Yes there's a point.

Shut up.

Last week before Thanksgiving I was working feverishly to get all of my blogging work done before the holiday break. I was jammin' along to the radio when I heard the song that always brings memories of my mom.

Can't Always Get What You Want - Rolling Stones.

She'd always sing that to us kids when we went to Santa with our big lists of all things to do with killing asked for something she didn't deem necessary.

I got teary eyed, cause she's all living in Arizona now. *rolls eyes*

So I sent her an IM, telling her how much I was missing her and how the holiday wasn't going to be the same without her, blah blah blah mushy mushy. I even told her I was upset about the situation and the drama that lead up to her moving.

She responded and what she responded with made me want to gauge my eyes out with the nearest sharp object.

She said, *deep breath*, that she is HAPPY there in AZ and that she is content. She wishes nothing more than for me to be content with my life.

That part was all fine and dandy.

This next part is what will have me gagging in disgust.

She said, *another deep breath*, she was GOING on a DATE with a man that SHE MET THROUGH ONLINE DATING.

I'll wait a minute, let that sink in.

(that's what he said)

OK, got that?????

My fifty something year old mother is participating in ONLINE FUCKING DATING.

(Note to any single men that may or may not be reading in or around the Arizona area...back the F off...I am not kidding.)

Let me just say right now, to each his own or her own. I am not opposed to 50 year olds online dating...but PEOPLE...this is my MOTHER... and quite frankly it BLOWS my mind how times have changed. I don't think I like change.

Now if you will excuse me, I need to go grocery shopping.