Southern Girls Need Love Too!

It's no secret that I have relationships on the brain. It's been two years since my last long-term relationship, and I think I'm ready to get back in the saddle again. Only problem is, it's slim pickin's around here. One study reported that the ratio of single girls to single guys on the east coast is 2:1. I'm imagining that includes males from the ages of 18 to way too old for me.

Strike 1: My acceptable age range of datable males is 25-35.

My ideal age range of datable males is 27-32, but beggars can't be choosers right? But still, most of these guys are already off the market. I live in a college town, so there are young college students and old professors...no middle men. The guys my age have already moved off to big cities to pursue their careers. Savannah is the next obvious choice.

So, for the sake of argument, let's assume there are plenty of single, sociably acceptable guys in Savannah. Where does one go to find said men? Dr. Phil suggested first identifying the type of man you're looking for and then going to places where he's likely to be. I've tried church, book stores, coffee shops, museums, city events, social clubs, even eHarmony...nada.

Strike 2: All the available men are not where they're supposed to be!

I want an intelligent, cultured, sensitive, successful man who is brimming with humor, wit, world experience...we could be here forever if I actually listed all the qualities I'm looking for in a man, so you get the picture. If that man does exist in southeast Georgia, then he will be in the places I've listed above. But alas, the closest most men in this area have come to culture is cultured milk.

So where, you may ask, are all the available men? After months, nay years, of searching, Abby and I have found them. They were in the most obvious place, but denial is a powerful thing my friends. Who knew that most single, Southern men would spending their time in a Bass Pro shop?

Strike 3: I don't think God created me to be a hunter's girlfriend.

Let's face it. I like to walk trails and be in nature, but at the end of the day getting up at the crack of dawn and spraying myself with deer urine doesn't sound appealing. Helping my boyfriend gut a deer or pluck a duck doesn't either.

So, what's a girl to do? I'm already breaking the Southern Cardinal sin of being unmarried at 26 (soon to be 27!! Gulp!)...I might have to break another Southern Cardinal sin of moving north and dating a Yankee!!! (Double gulp!)

So, here's my public appeal to socially acceptable, sensitive, educated, ready-to-settle men in the area...make yourself more available dang it!


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Just as a FYI: The Southern Cardinal Sins

1. Bad manners
2. Drinking unsweetened tea
3. Incest (which is overlooked in some areas)
4. Being unmarried past the age of 25
5. Having no children past the age of 30
6. Being unpatriotic
7. Fraternizing with "the enemy" (Yankees) (which depends on how deep South you are...some say living above the Mason-Dixon line qualifies you as a Yankee, others say if you live past the Gnat Line)