Day one in my search for a husband.
I was ready to wake up early, go for a run on the treadmill and wear something that emphasises my "eyes". Instead I hit snooze on the alarm 7 times so I could finish my dream about the drummer from Coldplay...and ended up wearing sorta clean capris that are held together with a safety pin.
Haven't ponied up the cash for the eharmony subscription yet, so I can't actually "see" if Rich from York is "not that guy on Jerry Springer".
Thinking about trying match.com, but first I am going to photoshop my double chin out of my pictures.
Made "friendly" eyes at a guy at Fuddruckers, in retrospect Fuddruckers may not be my target audience...also realized I use "quotes" to much when I write...I'll work on that later. No husband material today
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My daughter told me to get married. So, I am currently accepting applications...my only qualifications are that he can't annoy me, must have some cash, and proper hygiene. I'm sure they will be busting down the door. I could find him via my own reality show, kinda like a cross between Survivor, Dancing with the Stars and Deadliest Catch.
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