The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
I gave it a shot. It sucked. I suffered a potential serial killer teenager who would pick his nose and wipe it on the wall. I gained 15 kilo; became invisible to the world. Yeah; I don’t think I’ll do that again.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
So I haven't had time to check email, let alone blog... but I do have time to shake my head in utter frustration with the world of men and dating.
Okay, I'm 52 - it was never going to be easy to get a guy with some sort of music ability, a loyalty gene and someone capable of actually being in love - I mean, let's face it, one hasn't dropped out of the sky at me with those few qualities in all my years!!!! They are always lacking in something!
So I hunkered in for the long haul... Understanding that on my own may be my best shot at happiness.
But the daughter! She's 27. Blonde. Tall. Gorgeous. Smart. Funny.
She was lamenting the fact that one of her 'kisses' was from a midget. No.. that is not a scathing term for some guy who is 5'8" (in the ex squeeze scale of height which means about 5'5" - and perhaps 5' wide which basically means a circle...)
No... We are talking full blown, 4 foot, short legged 'game of thrones' type midget!
Not sure what she is whining about.
I want a midget!
All I got was another big boobed lesbian!
Friday, October 3, 2014
So I decided to just put it on here anyhow. Hell, if I ever meet anyone half way decent; I'll put it on again :)
Dating land... Tool belt boy and I went to a groovy little Mexican restaurant called the Yellow Bird Cafe in Chapel Street, Windsor. Although this isn't a foodie blog, since I'm out in the land of dating and so catching different eateries, I may as well throw my two cents in.