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I have spent the last two years dodging bullets in the dating scene.  I have dated all different types of men ranging from poor to rich, goofy to serious, preppy pretty boys to tough mountain men. They all have one thing in common:  They were all Mr. Wrongs!  Ugh.

Friday and Saturday are my main date nights.  When Thursday rolls around I start to get excited for my upcoming dates.  I plan my outfits, how to fix my hair, the make-up I can't wait to apply.  Friday comes and the dates begin...Surely, this will be my Mr. Right! 

Wrong...

Sunday's inevitably roll around and the dreaded phone calls begin.  To my annoyance they are becoming more and more early.  From the first ring I know without looking at my caller I.D. that one of my dear friends is calling for the scoop. The same questions barrage me, "Was he cute?", "Did you have a good time?", "Did he kiss you?" As our conversations come to an end, my friends are hysterically laughing, tears spilling from their eyes, at the strange turn of events that occur on my dates.  I often wonder if I was born under some chaotic and unlucky romance star.  It simply never fails...my dates turn into catastrophes.  Fortunately for my friends, I am always full of great stories.  Unfortunately for me, I am still single.  

I decided to create this blog to document my dating experiences in hopes that one day, I can look back and appreciate all the Mr. Wrongs leading me to my Mr. Right.