Not sure what I am doing here..in the time I have spent on POF I have met one genuinely nice guy. Many of you read a comment and delete- a polite not interested would suffice.. Trust me I won't be heartbroken.. I have a high regard for manners and respect, and if you don't value the same, I wouldn't go out with you anyway! It seems that most guys here are looking for someone drop dead gorgeous. I base that assumption on the fact that I get an awful lot of views, but not many comments. I am an average looking female, and most of you are average looking men. If you take the time to read my profile, I would say what's not to like. I thought every man wanted a woman who would treat them like a king. My bad! As long as you are looking for the perfect '10' you will miss out on the real women like me... And to those of you who won't leave a comment and tell the women to do so, man up! I want someone who can take charge and send me a message that I had a nice profile or seem to be a nice person. Someone told me to change up my profile, but I don't think so. What you see is the real deal. On that note, here's the un-revised version of a little bit about me...

I am the proud mom of a 16 year old daughter. I am graduating this spring with an associate degree in applied science and am currently pursuing my RN. It hasn't left me much time for hobbies, but I enjoy romance, snuggling and candlelight, dinner at a nice restaurant, and family. I love to cook,and bake specialty cakes as a side profession. Holidays are very important to me. Christmas is my favorite..my home looks like a winter wonderland. Halloween is my second favorite. I love to make my man feel happy, content, and loved. I am definitely a giver. I love music, classic rock, country rock, blues... currently into Shinedown, LOVE the Beatles, Julian Lennon also, Stevie Ray Vaughn is one of my all-time favorites. Looking for a man who is romantic, funny, honest, funny, respectful, and knows how to treat a lady. And funny. One who says what he means and means what he says, and has a very off-beat sense of humor like I do. If you wouldn't run outside with me in the pouring rain to dance a jig of glee at our good fortune in having found each other, and then take me in your arms and kiss me softly, you are definitely not my man...

Wear paper hats and eat pistachio macaroons in the bathtub.