"When are you going to start dating?"
"Your sister is going on another date today."
"Have you heard yet from that guy you met last week?On one hand, I can understand her concern. She's probably watched too much Dr. Oz or heard articles about the rapid desiccation of ovaries after age 30. With that much information, how can I compete?
In addition to my prodding mother, I periodically get phone calls asking if I have any new men in my life. My dear friends are wonderful at giving me unneeded consolation about my lack of romantic ventures.
"Don't worry, you'll find a man soon."
"I'll hook you up with one of my husband's buddies."Since my mother and friends have identified their quest in life to ensure that I'm pursuing romance, I feel obligated to feed their dreams. And now that I'm no longer a student holed up in libraries and computer labs it seems I have no excuse not to date. So, I have a new hobby - dating.