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I was curious about this show so I stayed up and watched. The premise is just as the title says, Dating In The Dark. Three men and three women have dates in the dark. They cannot see each other but the audience can see via night vision cameras. The first date is a group date with everyone. For the second date, the contestants can choose who they would like to have a solo date with, based on the group date. It can be anyone. Last night, one guy had two dates. The third date is organized by a professional and who they feel each person is more compatible with. They do a few things in between the dates, exchange shirts, have a sketch artist draw pictures of what they thing there compatible person looks like. At the end of the show, they contestants pick who they would like to see. The two people go into the dark room and are not allowed to say anything. The light comes on one person at a time. The opposite person is still dark so they cannot see the reaction. The dramatic finale is that the person is supposed to go onto the balcony, if they want to continue on with the person they chose. If they do, they come to the balcony, if not, they take their bags and leave out the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first show, they had 2 guys that were average looking and actually, probably would not be approached or have a chance with the two of the girls and then they had one cute guy that had other issues in his life. The three women consisted of two women that had no problem getting men and one girl that was the shy type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the couples had a connection, in the dark. The shy girl ended up going on dates with the tortured cute guy, of course everyone could see that coming. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;* In the end, the shy girl and good looking guy both went to the balcony and one other couple was together. The last guy went to the balcony hoping to meet his date but she decided to leave. She could not get past his looks. She was the one kissing the guy in the dark but she said she needed to have some kind of attraction. The guy could see her leaving from the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like about this show is that it touches on how important attraction is in the dating world. I actually agree that there has to be some sort of attraction when you are dating someone. I don't think it has to be a big overall attraction but I think something has to be there. I met my husband via the computer, before chat rooms. We were in college and it was a telnet group that different college kids talked on. We talked for a few months before we actually met. We had a good outcome and will be married for 10 years on Thursday!:) Let me know if you want to send us a present. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fault the one lady that left. I do think she should have given the guy a chance, though, because at the beginning of the show, she said she wanted to connect with guys on a different level. I was happy that the cute guy and shy girl got together. They will probably have this type of pairing on all the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder what happens with the couples afterwards. It would be nice if they have an update on what happened with the previous weeks couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this was a good show. I think it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DVR&lt;/span&gt; worthy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you watch it? You can watch a free episode on &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/"&gt;ABC.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818809455393541123-9004587935553509379?l=jmeliving.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustMeLiving/~3/PMLcvHbFRGE/sons-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Just Me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwQpoNVaUUQ/Sk0jbkFQmzI/AAAAAAAAAek/9FlsfKKnIfE/s72-c/bm-image-726590.jpe" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jmeliving.blogspot.com/2009/07/sons-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818809455393541123.post-2334204029847763430</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 00:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-29T20:44:35.205-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">musings</category><title>Busy, Busy</title><description>I have been busy at work and busy at home playing &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Disney-High-School-Musical-Nintendo-Wii/dp/B001C0L7PY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=videogames&amp;amp;qid=1246321942&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;High School Musical Dance &lt;/a&gt;on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. Man, that is a fun game. You have to use the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;numchuck&lt;/span&gt; and remote to follow the cues that are giving for the song. It may be for kids but I am loving the game. When I do get games I like, I play them to death and then I will probably be bored with it. *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have been, kind of, wishing that I could make a career change. I really would like to work with children but we can't take a pay cut in our household. But if it is meant to be, God will put the proper things in my path. More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Savalas&lt;/span&gt; will be 7 on Thursday so we were going to go to Kings Dominion and stay the night so the kids would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; they were going somewhere, even though it is just 2 hours down the highway but we may have some money issues. *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;* So we might have to stay closer to home and take him around here. He would really be happy at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt; Cheese. I am the one that always tries and goes overboard. That is my problem now. I need to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing well with everything. Are you? *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818809455393541123-2334204029847763430?l=jmeliving.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustMeLiving/~3/sCG1psz1Nr8/busy-busy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Just Me)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jmeliving.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-busy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2818809455393541123.post-3211416421430429931</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 10:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T07:11:41.041-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reality shows</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">randomness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">healthy eating</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hadiya</category><title>Tuesday Randomness</title><description>Can I report the people that live above me for excessive walking?  Why do they have to walk so much at 11 o'clock at night?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother keeps bothering me about signing the kids up for the library summer program.  It is not for a library card but if they read a certain amount of books they can get prizes as they go.  I have nothing against the program but it would be easier for me to get them some little gifts that they may actually do something with instead of sunglasses, a finger trap or a Frisbee.  They will lose that stuff in one day.  Either way, my mother is asking me, EVERY DAY, if I have done it.  She will not stop asking me either.  Do you know why I know? Because she told me she would. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;* I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to cut back on partially hydrogenated fats this week.  I went to the grocery store and stayed on, mostly, the outside lanes.  So many food products have this stuff in it.  I found some sugar free bread though.  As I have said before, health food prices are part of a &lt;a href="http://jmeliving.blogspot.com/2009/04/health-costs-more.html"&gt;conspiracy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reality show genre has reached a new low or should I say that this is what reality TV has come to.  Jon and Kate Plus 8 announced their separation on TV. So the show comes on yesterday and they say they are separating and then it goes to a caption screen saying that papers were filed to dissolve their marriage.  Not only that, the show must go on.  I just don't know about all that.  They are going to play all this out on TV?  I tried not to watch but I am a &lt;a href="http://jmeliving.blogspot.com/2008/05/reality-show-junkiegotta-love-dvr.html"&gt;reality show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;junky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;* I felt kind of bad because this is their life but how much do we know what is really going on?  I feel for the kids. I know they will make it through their parents getting divorced but the hard thing is that they will see it on TV or hear about it from kids and adults around them and it will make it harder on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of reality shows, Russell Simmons needs a reality show.  He always cracks me up when he is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Run's&lt;/span&gt; House.  Even though he cusses, he is really funny to me. *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a cheese grater a few weeks ago and bought a block of cheese last weekend.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; said it was cheaper than buying shredded cheese.  It turns out that it is also FUN! *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;* The kids and I were cheese grating fools this weekend. I even grating some potatoes for hash browns, since I am cutting back on the processed foods.  I bought a potato masher last weekend too since I didn't buy any boxed mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to get my daughter a kiddie perm/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;texturizer&lt;/span&gt; because her hair is thick and coarse and she is very tender headed. Poor thing.  But we have decided against it because we don't want to start with the chemicals right now, and I don't want to start having to pay $65 every time she has to get one.  I will just flat iron and twist it for free. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is 9 and has started wearing a sports bra. Ugh! She is continuing to grow up. Sometimes I look at her and I remember when she was just a little thing and I almost tear up:)  She is a good kid though. She is still very sweet and I love her to death :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2818809455393541123-3211416421430429931?l=jmeliving.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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