Love in the Sun: I am the girl you want to marry

It goes without saying that dating is hard. Especially in the dynamic world we live in today, where a date may not really be a date, texting is a form of affection, and Facebook can basically tell you all you want to know about a person before you even sit down with them. In today's dating scene, it takes a strong stomach, deep pockets and extreme emotional fortitude to take you from your teens and early 20s into real adulthood, with or without a mate. While I certainly don't feel as though I deserve an honorary patch, between myself and my group of friends who span either sides of the spectrum by being high-powered career women, married and settled or still navigating the dating scene, we have seen and heard it all.

In one instance, after a casual dinner, where my date and I went Dutch on the check and I drove, my date began to act confused when I dropped him off at his house instead of at mine. He blatantly stated that the obvious way to end our date would be to consummate it, and when I didn't agree he began to act confused and angry. I reminded him that he didn't even buy me a drink, so what could he have expected? Honestly, though, perhaps I was the one who expected too much; that a date could have simply been a date and that our enjoyment of each other's company would have been enough to satisfy him.