Yesterday, I met a new man at Church; I love it when I meet men at Church because it gets the weekly count off to a good start. Also, I always think of Church as the most likely place for me to meet someone that I might actually date. There is a man at Church who has caught my eye a couple of times, but I haven't been able to contrive a way to meet him. I'm going to try sitting in a different pew next week.
Sunday evening I met a high school friend of my stellar roommate, who set up a dinner with herself, her fiance, the friend and I. The friend had no idea that the dinner was in large part to add a man to my weekly tally, but I think he enjoyed catching up with an old high school band buddy and I was glad to be up to two men on Sunday alone.
Last week one of the bonds on my retainer that is glued to the back of my bottom teeth popped off. You are probably thinking, "what does that have to do with Katie's dating blog?" Well, I immediately rang my dentist's office and got an appointment for this morning. I assumed that I would see my regular dentist, who incidentally is a woman. However, when I showed up this morning, I was scheduled to see the the only available dentist, who is a single man my age. So there you have man number three for this week: dentist visit turned dating venture.
I wonder what is next...
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