So on the advice (albeit somewhat sarcastic) of Erika, I am creating a pro/con list for Carrie. We’ll see how this works out:
Pro
Good cook – she is a great cook/baker and really likes making things. And I like eating things. Plus I like cooking too.
Likes kids – she’s a freak on wheels about children (go figure, she’s a teacher).
No Cats – not only is she cat-free, but she too is allergic to them. I don’t think you realize how difficult it is to find a single woman in this town who doesn’t own a cat.
Jewish grandmother – her grandma is Jewish, so she knows a bit about the traditions, but more importantly, she likes the food. We’ve been on two dates to The Bagel already.
Ginormous hooters – hey, it’s a pro. At least I’m honest.
Super helpful and sweet – she is always offering to help me with stuff, be it birthday plans or doing stuff around the house. Granted, we haven’t done those things, but the offering goes a long way in my eyes.
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Cons
Taste – she likes so very little that I like in the way of movies. And also some TV shows and music, but that’s less important. Movies are a big part of who I am. I don’t know if I can be with someone who is looking forward to seeing Cheaper by the Dozen
Ticklish – wow, what a stupid reason to list as a “con”, but trust me, it can be a problem. ‘Nuff said.
Catholic – she’s pretty religious. Well, religious enough to go to church every Sunday and she sings in the choir. But she knows I am Jewish, and has never even blinked at me keeping kosher or any of that stuff. So maybe it’s not that much of a “con” after all (incidentally, I just watched Keeping the Faith last night).
Family – she comes from a very close family (she’s at her parents’ house at least once a week to visit and see her sisters and all that). I come from a very independent background, and that kind of family closeness sometimes creeps me out.
Language – she uses words like “snotty” and refers to people as “brats”. I chalk this up to her working with 2nd graders all day, but for some reason that is like nails on the chalkboard to me.
I can’t think of any more; maybe I will add to this later.