Growing Up or Just Too Much TV?

Have any of you (or just you, my one reader) seen MissAdvised on Bravo? It's about three "relationship experts" in different cities around the U.S. and their escapades in dating and relationships and sex in the case of Emily in San Fran.

Now, my personal life is a mess, but these girls make me feel so much better about myself. Especially Julia, the LA based dating columnist. Poor thing, she just wants to be loved but instead she just begs guys for kisses, like on every episode. Most of my experience might happened drunkenly at college parties, but if a guy wants to kiss you, you won't have to ask for it.

I don't know why I watch all these shows, but I do. I used to be so jealous of all the awesome dates they went on, because again, I was limited to college parties, maybe a bar and breakfast the next morning if I was lucky-- and that was a big IF. But recently I've been on a couple of really cute dates. While the dates were with different boys with different emotions and different desires attached but they were perfect in their own way.

First up was a date with a boy I really like. He's about 4 years older than I am, which at the moment appears to be my favorite age and he's truly great. He has his pilots license and access to a plane from his work so he took me flying. It was my first time in a small plane and I admit to freaking out a little but he was so sweet about it. What I love was that he pushed me, he challenges me, but I always feel safe and secure with him. He's the boy I want to see if I can make something work with, the one it could be worth it for.

Now if I could just get him to pry himself away from the office long enough to see me. I know he's working super hard launching this company, but come on, find time to have dinner with the girl you hit it off with and who has been so understanding. I don't like waiting around for him not knowing if anything will come out of it once his work craziness calms down.

And then there was the Fourth of July thing. I met a boy, I flirted, things happened, and then two days later he took me to the beach. How very Southern California. He was supposed to teach me to surf, which ended with me getting WRECKED by a wave. It was cute, it is not what I have with the Pilot. I want nothing from Surf boy.

Maybe these real dates are a sign I'm growing up, or maybe I've watched too many dating shows. But since I've watched so many dating shows I'm going to take their advice--so here goes distraction dating-- this seems like such a bad idea.

Is anyone else watching MissAdvised? Do you feel as awkward watching Julia as I do? And can Emily please stop saying "yes" to creepy things?

Steph