one, two, three

I have this photo of a group of friends I used to hang out with in Texas. A while back, we all knew each other from a church group. Every single one of them, except myself, have either married or are engaged or have a bf/gf from the church groups. I know people always say that singles' events and groups were "meat markets," but most of these folks' gfs and bfs or husbands or fiances are pretty decent people. I *realize* I'm particular and was hung up on one particular loser of a guy until February of this year, but ...maybe there's something to this. Maybe the meat market isn't such a bad idea. Or maybe I'll be the loser single cat lady for the rest of my life. The latter seems more probable.