Mormon dating blog
With 5 Sunday School classes, an overflowing sacrament meeting, 2 Relief Societies, and 2 Elders Quorums, it can feel like an Olympic event just to find your best friend to sit with.
Just two weeks ago I discovered that an old friend is in my ward.
And then there are the Southern women who just call it common sense. In my mid-singles ward there is a consistent 3:1 ratio. Three beautiful and talented women for every single man. Plain and simple, it can feel like a competition to get the attention of the good guys and get a date.
How else will a guy ever notice you in a sea of other women, if you don’t help him out a bit? I’ve asked out men, and I’ve patiently waited and wished for a man to ask me out. She conveniently got his phone number when she invited him over for dinner. How much more does she have to do to get him to ask her out or fall in love with her? If she had never done any of that, she wouldn’t have to ask.
She doesn’t mind that she’s instigates everything because she’s a social butterfly. They spend enough time together they were practically a couple. But would that happen in a women-dense population where the men expect the woman to flock to them, bake them treats, and invite them to parties? If a man is interested, he’ll find a way to meet the woman.
She plans outings for all of her friends, it’s just her thing. In her mind there are mixed messages all over the place. If he’s shy and needs a nudge, he will still do it, it just might take him longer.
“The Rules.” A mythical book of rules for women and dating. Where just getting to talk in the hallway to a man can feel like a weekly competition?
According to legend, if you follow their thirty rules for courtship and dating, the man you have always dreamed of will ask you out, woo you, treat you like the queen you are, and eventually propose. And Sunday dinners and taking a plate of brownies over to a guy you like is an expected commonplace occurrence?