All of my Dear Readers from the last two years of the column know that I have been looking for the new husband without much success. I decided to call it Mr. Adequate because The Prince does not exist and yet, truth be told, I want someone more than adequate..."no perfect" exists, I know, I know.
But I can't even meet anyone to rate! I went to two fancy parties this week, and while it was great to wear my long gowns and good jewelry, it would have been nice to at least see a prospect or two. Nada!
And when one very bright married seat mate said to me, "I can't believe you can't find anyone, " I asked him point blank: Who do you know? And he couldn't think of anyone. So you see....the search goes on. Sigh. But I did have a good time at the parties and that counts for something. Doesn't it?