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Jewish Singles: Goodbye Mr. I Don’t Know

Well, I spent the last 4 months dating a nice guy…a good guy…probably the best guy I’ve dated in a long time.  Only problem was, we weren’t on the same page.  I obviously know what I want and who I am and he, sadly, doesn’t have much of a clue…hence, the nickname Mr. I Don’t Know.  The signs were there from the start, the confusion, indecisiveness, etc.  I didn’t exactly IGNORE them, I just kind of put them on the back burner, hoping that I was wrong or that if we fell for each other, he’d become a MAN over night.  No such luck.  He had so many endearing qualities that I was drawn to, but when all was said and done, they weren’t enough to make things work.  I really struggled with the decision to end things.  I wanted to make sure I gave him and us enough of a chance.  I’m also not used to being the one to end things…it sucks, man!!  It may be worse than being the dumpee…you question if you did the right thing or not and it doesn’t help matters when the guy is a good guy.  But, I mustered up the strength and did it.  And we were apart for 6 weeks.  It was supposed to be sort of a “time apart thing” to see if any clarity would come.  But, nothing changed 6 weeks later when we saw each other at a comedy show that we had previously bought tickets to.  For me, it was the closure that I had been waiting for.  Though we had a blast at the show, I felt nothing for him romantically.  And hearing on his end that he still “didn’t know” and thinks that maybe he’s “just not ready” but “is that stupid that I’m not ready?”  etc etc etc…..just re-affirmed that I did the right thing.  I need me a MAN who has his head on straight and knows what he wants!   I walked away from that night with a newfound strength and belief in myself.  And I vowed to never ignore my gut again!!  Woo Hoo J

All my best,


Jewish Singles: He’s Coming!

Well, the summer has come and gone and I’m finally back with an update. After the last doozy of a guy, I decided to just have a fun & carefree summer. And that’s exactly what I did. Most of the people I dated are unmentionables…just a few people to pass the time with, without getting my heart involved. But now, as the holidays and cold weather are approaching, well….it would be nice to have something more substantial. I’m loving my condo, loving life actually. Only one thing missing. And call me crazy, but I feel him approaching. Not sure who he is or where we will meet, but I feel like it’s finally my time. My head is on straight, I know who I am & what I want and I’m so tired of playing the field. Dating can be both fun and exhausting …but I guess if you want to meet your match, you gotta go through the process. Never in a million years did I think that it would be so hard to meet “him”….but one thing I’ve learned is that everyone’s time is different. And for whatever reason, it wasn’t my time…until now. This is my favorite time of year…with the holidays approaching, cold/rainy weather, curling up in front of the fireplace, hot cocoa….the perfect time to meet someone. Right? Right! But, as it has been the case for the past 4 years, it’ll happen when it happens! Hope everyone is doing well and enjoying life….Until next time,


Jewish Singles: What a Doozy

I’ve been MIA for a few weeks because I FINALLY moved into my condo!  Everything is going great and I’m so happy that all of that drama is behind me.  Now….I must tell you all about someone who I “met” a couple weeks ago.  We will call him “D” for Doozy….and boy was he ever!


We met online and had some pretty amazing phone conversations for about a week.  He came down with a really bad cold and was bedridden most of the time.  I know better than to believe any serious claims or feelings being said to me so early on, especially by someone I’ve never met in person.  But….I guess the romantic in me chose to ignore what my gut new all along—that he was too good to be true.  I broke my “talk as little as possible prior to meeting” rule and we averaged about 4-5 conversations per day.  He said things like “You are so my type” and “I’m going to seriously date you” and even “ There’s a good chance I’m going to marry you.”  Now, as you’re reading this, hopefully you aren’t rolling your eyes because you think that I believed a word that he said!  Give me a little more credit than that.  I took everything he said with a grain of salt.  But there were some thoughtful gestures he made that were too sweet to ignore.  The day I moved into my condo, he sent me the most gorgeous floral arrangement, full of my favorite colors and flowers.  Attached, was a very sweet card and I was blown away that someone I never met would do something like that.  The day I got my cable installed, he made me stay on the phone with him the whole time the cable guys were here; just to make sure I was safe (they were here almost an hour.)  I was really looking forward to meeting “D” and our first date (that he planned especially for me) was set for the fourth of July.


The couple conversations we had prior to the date, seemed a bit off.  Nothing terrible, but different from the others.  My gut told me something had changed and that the date might not happen.  Well, it’s called woman’s intuition for a reason.  I got an email from him the day before the date saying he was going to pass on our outing and that even though we have a lot in common, he doesn’t think our personalities match and best of luck to me.  WTF???  Of course I picked up the phone (the way they used to do in the olden days) to try and have a mature conversation with him.  He didn’t answer and never returned my message.  I have no idea what changed, but I do know that it’s his issue and not mine.  Whether it was another woman or simply “D” being a nutcase, I decided then and there not to waste an ounce of my energy trying to figure it out.  I also decided that it was time for Robin to take on an entirely new attitude towards men and dating.  After all, the summer is upon us and it’s time for some fun!


Till next time,




Jewish Singles: Sex & The City

So i saw Sex & The City this week end and absolutely loved, loved, loved it!  I’m going to take a break from writing about myself this week, and instead dedicate this blog to the lovely ladies of Sex & the City…

Love Lessons from Sex & The City

 In their six years on the air, the SATC chicks endured the good, the bad, and the totally bizarre when it came to dating. Cosmo studied some of their most memorable relationships to find out what we could learn from the fabulous foursome.

 Case study: Miranda and Steve
When Miranda met bartender Steve Brady, she was skeptical as usual. He was nice (and easy on the eyes) but clearly not relationship material. Not surprisingly, their divergent careers created problems: conflicting schedules, fights about money, and different outlooks on life. Miranda could have deleted his number from her BlackBerry, but ultimately, his laid-back personality and devotion won her over. The unlikely pair started a family and eventually tied the knot.
Lesson #1: Date against your type.

Case study: Carrie and Aidan
Hot furniture designer Aidan was everything Carrie thought she wanted in a man: emotionally available, honest, and ready to commit. Aidan wanted Carrie to meet his parents, have the keys to his apartment, and eventually be his wife. She attempted to change by quitting smoking (and nixing her addiction to Mr. Big), giving country life a shot, and wearing his engagement ring around her neck. But no matter how hard Carrie tried, she couldn’t commit to any of it. While Aidan seemed perfect on paper, he wasn’t the ideal guy for Carrie.
Lesson #2: Don’t change for a man, no matter what.

Case study: Charlotte and Trey
An optimist with a very romantic view of love,

Charlotte believed her dreams had come true when she was literally rescued by the single, wealthy, and handsome Dr. Trey MacDougal. Despite some major red flags — a lackluster marriage proposal, a meddling mother-in-law, and a sexless honeymoon —

Charlotte was determined to make the relationship work. Although she gave it her all, their union still failed.
Lesson #3: Never ignore the warning signs that tell you a relationship isn’t working.

Case study: Carrie and Berger
Witty writer Jack Berger had these famous last words for Carrie, written on a Post-it note: “I’m sorry, I can’t. Don’t hate me.” After the abrupt end to their short, rocky relationship, Carrie vowed to spend the same amount of time getting over her breakup as Berger had spent ending it. If only it were that easy. Though Carrie managed to avoid him, she ended up melting down in front of his friends, which undoubtedly got back to him. She learned that it’s better to face the music (or in her case, the Post-it note) and get it over with.
Lesson #4: As painful as breakups can be, you have to mourn before moving on.

Case study: Samantha and Smith
Samantha’s dating philosophy: “I’m a trysexual. I’ll try anything once.” Her only rule was to never fall in love. She was so set in her man-eating ways that when she scouted and seduced a gorgeous waiter at a raw food restaurant, she didn’t even ask his name. She encouraged the struggling young actor to play out his sexual fantasies and took him under her wing professionally, changing his name to Smith Jerrod and making him the Absolut Hunk. Somewhere between sex and stardom, Samantha fell in love and eventually confessed to Smith, “You’ve meant more to me than any man I have ever known.”
Lesson #5: Dare to fall in love.

Case study: Carrie and Mr. Big

Sure, Carrie might have done some of the chasing, but in the end it was Mr. Big who showed up at her door the day she left New York City for

Paris. Angry that his timing was always off, she screamed, “Forget you know my number! In fact, forget you know my name!” But he didn’t give up. He called to tell her he loved her, and fortunately,

Charlotte was there to answer his desperate call. The next day, he met the ladies for brunch and admitted, “You’re the loves of her life, and a guy would be lucky to come in fourth.” With their blessing, Mr. Big went to

Paris to get “their” girl.
Lesson #6: Let him chase you.

Case study: Carrie

The eternal single girl had her share of romances, chronicled in her weekly column, but the truest love story is the one she wrote for herself. Bad luck and messy breakups were de rigueur in Carrie’s life. By surviving the pitfalls — a Manolo-mugging, a computer crash, and a very embarrassing fashion fall — Carrie gained the confidence and strength to continue her search for true love. “The most exciting, challenging, and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself,” she said. “And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that’s just fabulous.”
Lesson #7: Be fearlessly single.

Jewish Singles: Cats Are Finicky, NOT 42 year-old Single Men!

Condo Update- Ditched my mortgage broker and switched to someone who is professional and who promises to get the deal done in the next two weeks!  Fingers crossed.  And on the dating front…

Well, he called.  I should have known after our first conversation that it wouldn’t go anywhere.  Come to think of it, I DID know.  I had him pegged pretty quickly.  As soon as he said that the reason he’s still single at 42 is because he is “finicky,” well, I heard all I needed to hear.  I knew at that moment that he is like the other 40-somethings who I’ve dated before—never married, overly picky, with unrealistic expectations.  But, of course, I still met him anyway…simply because “you never know.”  We had brunch together and it was nothing to write home about.  Pleasant conversation, good food, but we definitely were not a match.  I found him to be somewhat boring, stiff/uptight, and not a very good listener (he asked me the same question on more than one occasion.)  On the OFF chance that he happens to be reading this (highly unlikely, as he made it VERY clear that we are from different eras and he isn’t computer savvy) I mean no harm…just being honest.  Chalk it up to another experience and another date!

Till next time,


Jewish Singles: Chance Meeting


Condo update- Still waiting……


I hope everyone had a great Memorial Weekend!  Aside from the gloomy weather, mine was cool.  I had a really funny thing happen, actually.  Went to dinner with my parents and ended up meeting this family who was sitting next to us.  My dad was goo-goo gaa- gaa over the lady’s adorable baby.  It’s his way of saying “Robin, when are you gonna make me a grandfather?”  Anyway, we all got to talking, and turns out they live one block away from me and both of our brothers have the same name, same spelling.  So, this woman (I’ll call her “M”) decides that she’d like to set me up with her brother, who, coincidentally also lives about a block away from me.  Their parents, the baby’s grandparents, (have I confused everyone yet??) were also eating dinner with “M.”  They all joked that my parents and I just met my future in-laws ;)   Of course, the brother, “A”, who was not present at the time, is handsome, successful and Jewish.  Of course, he really wants to meet someone and get married and have kids.  Of COURSE, my poor naïve father had a “weird feeling” that this could be “it.”  Now, me, on the other hand…call me jaded, pessimistic or just plain REALISTIC, but I’m not holding my breath that I’ll hear from him.  Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to!  His family was awesome, very sweet and warm and the way they described him sounded great.  I was flattered that his sister, a complete stranger, thought enough of me to want to set us up…especially because I definitely wasn’t looking my best in my velour sweat suit, hair in a pony tail and zero make-up!  But I told her that I clean up well J  She didn’t seem too concerned.   So, we exchanged numbers and that was that!  Whatever happens, they seemed like a lovely family and if it’s meant to be, I’ll hear from him.  And if it’s not, I won’t!  But I’d sure like to J


Till next time,