I started looking in Church and found myself broadening my scope because it was like trying to find a moose in an ant farm. Or maybe rather trying to find an ant in a Moose farm. In either case it went as well as attempting to hide a Rhino behind a petunia. Actually, that may be presenting too hopeful an image of what it was like. If someone were to hack my lower jaw free in order to remove a bad tooth I'd like to imagine I'd fair better in recovery. I'll spare the details but it was not what I imagined it should be. And it's a good part of why I have become more picky.
Lol Becky. I wanted to ask him this last night too. Havoc, since the door is now open may I ask you a few more questions?
When you talk about dancers, are you talking about girls swinging around poles, ballet, 2 step or what? My husband and I dance occasionally (but only with each other)and I like to twirl the babies around the room. I don't see anything wrong with that.
When you talk about gold diggers are you talking about girls that expect you to pay for a date or ones that want to hold your wallet?
You might want to just start asking God to send you a wife and let him set the conditions. I have to warn you though, that I think He has a sense of humor:')