If you haven't seen the video of my experience at Garland High School's Second Chance Prom, watch it now. Me and Marie, Eden's Gardener, had a blast. She even wore a REAL prom dress. She never got to go to her own prom so this "second chance" was really her first! And I kind of got carried away dancing to "Brick House." Good times...

Well prom will be here before you know it, so please share all of your fun or funny prom memories on neighborsgo.com and don't forget to update us on upcoming prom information too.

We do a lot at neighborsgo.com. And you guys have seen it all...From all the crazy videos to the places we go in your communities to the blogging we do right here, spilling out our souls. This is our work, but it's also a playground...on a much more complex scale of course.

Whenever there is a new "something" going on here, I tell my parents. My pops is a lot more advanced on the computer than my mother, though she tries (but only when dad is around!) Currently she just kind of looks over my father's shoulder when he navigates through all the blogs and video. And in trying to keep up with recent projects, my father often feels that familiar pang: Promotion.

When people I know find a stray cat or befriends a little kitty critter they can't keep because of a number of reasons, I'm the first person they ask, "Can you take it?" As a matter of fact, here at the office there is a guy who has a girlfriend that is allergic to cats but the couple just couldn't resist snatching it up out of the cold and giving it a home.

Who did he ask to take over? Me of course. But I'm sure lots of other people too. I'm just convinced I was asked first. Everyone here has seen me melt into a puddle at the sight of a kitty's doe eyes.

Once upon a time this 30-year-old woman was 17. And she went to prom.

Not just went. I was determined to find a date. Many of my friends were going stag but at the tender age of 17, I was convinced that was NOT the way to go. I thought I just had to have a date. I knew this cute guy who was a grade under me but we were cool and had crushes on each other so I asked him.

However, this would prove to be a mistake of the grandest proportions.

Ok.  I’m not really a Barry Manilow fan. I mean REALLY not a fan. I don’t just say it because popular opinion is that you can’t really dig Manilow without getting a chuckle from someone. I know all of two songs: “I Write the Songs” and of course the karaoke favorite “Copa Cabana.” That’s it.

Well anyway, as you know, Mr. Manilow came to Dallas last night to American Airlines Center. Eden’s Gardner, Marie Tedei, is a HUGE fan. You see where I’m going with this… Yes.  I went to Manilow, begrudgingly. Ok, so I know someone at a radio station and I got the tickets. And apparently a good friend of Marie’s who is also a major fan couldn’t go because she was under the weather.  I decided to say, “Why not?” and got ready for at least some amusement.

She promises that, "By the end of these 10 steps you should love yourself for who you are, which should help you find someone who loves you for who are. And you'll have more fun while you're looking."

And I have to tell you, I don't get how you are supposed to love yourself with step 7 alone.

So I guess I did do something “love” related for this Feb. 14 holiday from Hades. Well not exactly. It was more like learning more about me  and what I should look for in a man through handwriting analysis. I wasn't alone though. Our very own Eden's Gardner, Marie Tedei joined me in this little experiment. We both learned some interesting things about ourselves with just a pen and a piece of paper.

Apparently I need to find a guy who writes hard…

Check it out.

Since then, last year in fact, I looked at the thing and realized it was time to get rid of it. It was cute and all but I didn’t really see the need to hang onto it when I know a lot of little girls who may not even have stuffed animals would love it. So I gave it away.

Now when I see the commercials, I snicker a little. These bad boys cost a minimum of $50. Imagine all the $50 teddy bears intended for significant others that end up at Goodwill.

They say the eyes are the window to the soul but Kellye Magbee could say the same about your penmanship. She is a handwriting analyst who explains how your chicken scratch can reveal who you are and help you find your "write" mate.

I will get to sit down with her today at Cristina's Mexican Restaurant along with our very own Eden's Gardner, Marie Tedei of Balch Springs (who happens to also be single and working to change it) to find out what's what and why we haven't nabbed our Mr. Right! Assistant editor Aly Fleet will be documenting the process on video in this latest installment of "The Eligible Editor."

The speed-dating didn't result in a lot of success but by joining forces with Marie, a frequent contributor on neighborsgo.com and all around cool pal, maybe we can both strike gold...or maybe just bronze.

Anyway, as for my handwriting, I'm predicting that my a's and o's will reveal that I talk too much. Imagine that...

It’s not that I don’t love the idea of romance. I enjoy a good romantic comedy chick flick on occasion. Notice I said on occasion. However, I just can’t get into the hype of Valentine’s Day.

OK. Before you go “oh well she’s bitter” on this single lady, listen up: We all know this holiday was created to push money in the direction of gifting corporations. As with Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, I just felt pressured all these years to feel like Valentine’s Day was really valid and important — even when I was coupled up. I remember some really interesting V-Day events as a young lassie. Some of which included a bad box of chocolates and botched dinner plans.