Category Archives: Dating

Is Chicago Really the BEST for ME?

When I left HK, I had a job offer in Seattle, but I turned it down because I thought that me moving to Chicago meant settling down time and I was ready for that. I’d be closer to my family where I eventually wanted to end up, but now that I’m here and dating hasn’t exactly been successful, I wonder if I made the right choice. Is it time to move on again? Maybe it’s giving up after only 2.5 years, but the quality of men out there is really slim-pickings.

But then again, should the measure of my life be based against the guys that I date or the fun that I’m having and the life that I’m leading? I look back at my photos from Hong Kong and I look really, truly happy – the best I’ve ever looked.

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I’m a Real Life Bambi on Ice

I’ve been on a free online dating site hiatus for over 6 weeks and it’s been gloriously freeing. The whole not wasting my time swiping left and right, reading dumb messages, and rolling my eyes at the lack of ingenuity is fantasmo. The only thing is…I haven’t been on a date in 6 weeks. I am officially the most single (the singlest?) I’ve ever been.

I’ve been stuck behind a computer screen for so long, that I’m a real life Bambi on ice.

Bambi On The Ice

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Love is a Drug

Love is a drug. There’s a great high when you find it, and this huge withdrawal when it goes away. Even if it’s one night, one week, or several years, the high is intoxicating. The kind of feeling that makes you roll down your windows and crank the music up loud because every song that comes on the radio is amazing. That feeling can just as easily be withdrawn. He hasn’t texted since we met…withdrawal. We stopped talking after our second date…withdrawal. You’d think we’d become desensitized to that high in order to protect ourselves from the withdrawal, yet we keep on coming back for more. Over and over again we take the hit of love, even though withdrawal looms around the corner.

Despite the references above, I have never taken drugs of any sort, but I read an article today about the affects of sugar addiction and the parallels were remarkably similar to the highs and lows of drug use…and love. It feels outstanding when you take that first bite of the cupcake and the first flirtation. And downright awful when you take sugar out of your diet and love out of your heart.

I’ve noticed this same up and down feeling this year with the guys I’ve dated. I’ll meet a guy and think, “Oh, he’s so wonderful. He’s different than any other guy I’ve ever met. How much would I love being a firefighter’s wife?!” The birds are singing and the best music ever is blaring with the windows down. Then it ends abruptly. Withdrawal.

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Step Right Up for your FREE Date!

It took me 2.5 years of riding the free online dating roller coaster to realize that it’s time to get off, that maybe I shouldn’t have been on it for so long. Somehow this roller coaster has mostly been downs, without a lot of inclines. Somehow this roller coaster was never-ending; I didn’t once step off it. It slowed down to pick up passengers and to let them off quickly thereafter, but in 2.5 years I personally never disembarked. Instead, that stomach-in-your-throat, scream-‘til-it-hurts feeling prevailed. Until January 26. This is the day I decided to take a real break from free online dating sites and apps. The more I’ve analyzed this decision, the more I’ve realized that I made the absolute right choice. Never again shall a free dating app be brought up in my phone’s App Store.

Nearly every single man I’ve met online and I were misaligned. Not because we were incompatible (because sometimes we were), but because we were inherently very different people wanting very different things. I am an old soul, an old-fashioned girl who wants to get married and have a family. I’ve wanted it from the time I was 20. There’s no need to mess about and date many men, I just want one. The guys I meet online are not the same. They’re okay with modern dating, defined, I’ve recently discovered, to mean dating multiple people at the same time; to let our roller coasters run concurrently for a brief moment in time while 2 or 4 or 8 other girls’ coasters tag along. That isn’t me. And it never will be.

And while it took me a while to get off the tracks, I’m glad I am finally free of the twists and turns. I do so with a little trepidation that maybe I’m making a big mistake and my one true love is in fact waiting for me on Tinder because where else could I find him?! Though probably not because a man who wants to date three girls at the same time, isn’t the man for me.

Roving Eyes

Single women the world over have admitted something epic: we are always looking at men. Blockbuster, right? Whether it’s on the train, during yoga class, or standing in line at Jewel, we’re continuously on the lookout. Who’s cute? Who’s looking at me? Does he have a ring on this left ring finger? We single women are scanning the room wherever, whenever.

I shared this fact with a married friend recently and she looked at me like I was a little off my rocker. “Always?” she exclaimed, eyes wide.

“Always,” I replied.

“It sounds so f*ckIng exhausting!”

And it is a bit tiring. While my eyes are roving, my mind is too. I was recently traveling to Dallas with a single girlfriend. While at the airport, I told her that I was almost giddy at the prospect of seeing who was at our gate. No, I didn’t think that I’d see Mike Ditka again; I was excited to see if there were any cute boys waiting to board the same plane as us. My friend laughed and said that she did exactly the same thing every time she traveled. She and I have been to over 50 countries combined…that’s a lot of airport gates!

I have nearly two handfuls of single girlfriends that I polled recently to see if I was alone in my eyes-wide-open, and turns out, I’m not: 7 out of my 8 single girlfriends emphatically agreed with me. “Yessssss all the time!!!!” a friend responded.

A new friend said, “Yes absolutely. It’s almost like a habit now, I cannot NOT scan my environment when I go out, go to the gym, or to Trader Joe’s.”

“Is this a joke??” one quipped. “I am always always always looking. I could be in a room full of 40-year-old married dads with their children in their arms and I’m still checking them out and seeing who’s checking me out.  It’s a disease I tell you!”

Another said, “I definitely look. Unless something else going on in my life is taking up a lot of brain space, so to speak, I’m always sort of checking around. Not to say I am always open to something happening, or to even saying anything to them if I find someone I think is attractive. But it’s fun to just look. […] The looking (for me) is more an extension of people watching than of looking to make a connection with someone.”

And most of my girlfriends agreed with this. I don’t actually think I’m going to meet-fall-in-love-and-marry someone on the train because everyone’s headphones are always on (though I did just hear a story of a couple that met on the brown line and recently got married…), but it’s fun to see who’s out there. A LOT of cute guys live off the blue line and it’s an interesting experiment to see who’s looking back.

Along with asking my friends if they were always looking, I threw in a somewhat unrelated question: Do you feel like you have to always look your best when you leave your house just in case? The responses I got almost always linked directly back to whether or not they were scanning the crowds for cute men. Most of the gals commented that when they weren’t looking their finest, the scanning decreased. “If I don’t feel that attractive, then I don’t really care,” my new friend explained.

“Going to the gym, grocery store, etc., I don’t care or put forth effort. And in those moments, I try to avoid eye contact with anyone cute because I’m embarrassed,” one girl stated.

Another justified: When I’m drinking “alcohol/feeling super confident in an outfit I’m wearing, it often does raise my ‘crowd scanning for cute guys’ tendencies.”

Something unexpected also happened in their answers. The girls that didn’t wear much make up or weren’t too fussed with always looking at the men around them felt like it was one of the reasons why they were single.

Do men only look at women who have make up on? Do they only consider ladies that try really hard to impress them? Even though no one is approaching each other at the grocery store or on public transport, do we still have to be dolled up to get their attention?

A close friend of mine rationalized: “You know me, always like to look my best, but I don’t do it in case I meet a hot boy, I do it for myself and other girls.” And while that’s probably the case for most of us that like our handbag to match our shoes, some part of us is looking fabulous just.in.case our future husband is across the produce section.

So bachelors, you heard it here first…we lovely single ladies are always looking at you. Are you looking back? If so, come on over and approach us because our eyes are getting tired of wandering.

February = 28 Days of Ashley

You probably won’t believe me when I say I’m planning to take another break from online dating. And if you’re in the 10% of readers who do, you most likely don’t believe I can actually do it…for the full month…of February. Yes, I realize that February is only 28 days, so it’s a little bit of a cheat, but this go-around I’m going to be much more intentional about my month off. Last time, I did it on a whim and it wasn’t really thought out; it was more reactionary than reasonable. This time, I’m making my 28 days all about me. Selfish it sounds and selfish it’ll be because I truly believe that the only way I’m going to be wholly attractive to a catch-worthy guy is by being wholly catch-worthy myself.

This will be a month of self-reflection and improvement filled with yoga, salsa, Spanish, volunteering, being with friends and family, reading new books (totally love that I just downloaded Goodreads by the way!), and writing. I’ll throw in a little Twitter, listening to podcasts, and reading travel blogs and Instagrams for when I need to be mindless. And to get the attention we all crave, I’ll keep up more with friends and family; I plan to call my grandparents, too!

When I lived in Hong Kong, I was really, really happy and it made me more attractive to people. Every date I went on was with a guy I met in real life. My soul was happy and that radiated from me. My soul isn’t nearly as happy in Chicago, so I want to work on that this month. February is all about loving me!

I was listening to my new favorite podcast, Invisibilia, and an awesome formula was given in this week’s episode: Fear = Thinking + Time. I fear being alone forever. I fear never having the family I desire. But do I need to be fearful? Or should I be proactive? So instead of giving myself the time to dwell over men on online dating sites, I’m going to give myself the time to think about other way, way more important things. Take away the over-thinking and the time to do it, and maybe I won’t be so afraid anymore. Maybe my soul will be happy again!