I love Alice in Wonderland. I am Alice in Wonderland. At least, I was when B and I first met. On a dating site. Yes, you heard that right, a dating site.
After one year of single life I signed myself up, with 2 pictures and some weird text about me and how I was waiting for a prince to drop out of the air. I wasn’t serious and I certainly wasn’t planning on dating…
It was scary how many emails I got within ten minutes. It was even scarier what kind of guys were behind those emails. Leather gloves, blowing kisses, surrounded by little Asian girls in a bar, dungarees with nothing underneath it. Not to mention their brain farts about crazy hobbies, where to take me out and what a perfect match we would be. All I wanted was someone normal and funny.
Three days later I saw a new message coming in saying “Hi Alice”. He had me there and continued to say that there is no such thing as a prince in Wonderland, suggesting that Robin Hood might be a better choice. I grinned (I never grin) and our relationship was born.
Thinking of this and reading our writings again give me the same feeling I had back then. I need that, because a few years and a baby later make me forget how cool it was to be together. Now I’m an unshowered moody mother with a topknot and sweatpants cooking his meal every day (if you know what I mean).
He’s going out this weekend. With Alice. Bonkers!
PS. A friend send us this quote yesterday. Thank you for reminding me!