Dear John

Well as anticipated there will be no second date with Capt'n Steve(my nickname for him). Last night I received my Dear John letter. I must say that it was a rather sweet rejection letter. Albeit a rejection letter but kind and compassionate. It seems as if it should be an oxomoron to have kind, sweet, compassionate and rejection in the same paragraph. But alas, we move on ......Next!

I have to admit that I felt no connection as well. But I was willing to go a second round to see if I might be wrong! Hence, I never made it to round two as the bell went off and he went down.

So you may ask, why do I call him Capt'n Steve...well its a sad state of affairs actually. My ex-husband is a Steve and because I actually enjoyed talking to Capt'n Steve, I had to give him a nickname. I couldn't call him Steve. It would not come out of my mouth. Simply stated, he was too nice to carry the name Steve!

Where do we go from here....well I have S-Dizzle on the job. She is scouting perspective "clients" as I write. I wonder what kind of list she will come up with. It should prove to be interesting to say the least. You know dating sucks - but it is a necessary evil to get to that one isn't it?