Frum N' Flipping

You'd follow me on twitter! A while back I was wishing I could post the only status I care about on facebook. Now I can do it! Real time updates from the life of a serial dater.

"I'm not wearing my best dress. Because I'm saving my best dress for your wedding" Says my 6 year old niece. Sweet. "You're so silly", her cousin says to her. "It will be too small for you by the time she's married, for sure!" WTH? It the forecast so dismal? "No. How can you say that? She can have a Shidduch tommorow, and bingo be married!" Pipes up another little voice at the Shabbos table. Thanks for the faith, darling.

Since time immemorial, an ancient mating ritual has been practiced, amongst the ultra orthodox sect of judaism, in the holy land of Israel. All details are sacrosanct. Our top investigative reporter reports back to us, below. Time: 8 PM on the first day of summer Bein Hazmanim. Place: The Inbal hotel lobby, Jerusalem. A row of white cabs pull up in the traffic circle. One by one, out step the girls. Each girl is fully made up and in her finest, each is clutching a purse, and each is wished good luck, with a wink, by her respective cab driver. The guard, standing at a wooden booth beside the potted palm trees, inspects their bags. Again they are told good luck, this time with a grin. One by one they push though the revolving door, into the heart of the Israeli shidduch scene. Inside stand the young men. They wear black hats, and suits. They can be distinguished by their ties. Beards are optional. They stand, by the reception desk and the souvenier display cases. The chairs are taken by