Guys, listen to me.
I hear tales o' woe all the time from my male clients (if you're just tuning in, I am a Family Law attorney) about how the soon-to-be-exes are simply not the women they married. When I ask, "Well, what did you expect?" they tell me and then I point out to them that no, she has always been the same, but he was too damned smitten to see the truth.
Oh yeah, I got me a very refined bullshit-o-meter and can usually discern a person's character pretty damned well. That - and knowing all about marriages - makes me qualified to act as a matchmaker.
And are you looking for that right girl?
What if I told you I know a gal. In North Carolina, so you know she's a Southern lady. Young. Pretty. catholic. Pretty. Smart. Pretty. Hard-working. Pretty. Dark-haired and dark-eyed. Pretty. Studying to be a nurse, which means excellent income potential. Pretty.
Single parent, but based upon her stories, the Boy seems alright - as one of her blog posts said, "it will only take five minutes for your son to discover your new $85 Littman stethoscope and stick the ear pieces up his nose and then try and convince the boy next door to use it to listen to each others farts amplified." Ya gotta love a kid like that.
"Sure," you are saying. "Next you're going to tell me she has 'such a nice personality.'"
And . . she has no shame!