So I decided to take a break from food planning and menu stress this week. I focused on having a fun week. In my quest to try new exciting things for 2018, I called my best friend and signed us up for speed dating. We signed up a week ago but it was cancelled. In my haste I just rescheduled us for the very next event. I probably should have read the details as it was an event for ages 24-36. Oops! I called and they said it was fine for two old ladies like us to join in the fun. We arrived with nervous anticipation. Sure enough the room was filled with people technically young enough to be our offspring. Yikes! Since we are both ex theatre majors we decided we could fake it. We agreed not to bring up our age, year we graduated or our love for 80’s movie trivia. You know what? It was a blast! No one called me ma’am or asked if we were in the wrong room. For two ladies who have been out of the dating pool for a year it was great to dip our toes in and test the water. Success! We left and felt proud we had mixed and mingled like pros.
I considered it a success and a fun learning experience. That is until one of those cute 20 something guys texted me and asked me on a date. What the what! I have dated younger men but not that big of an age gap. I panicked and called my cousin who immediately told me to go for it. I texted him back I would be glad to meet him for a drink next weekend. Then I immediately prayed for a blizzard. It’s not that I am afraid of dating someone who is that young. It is probably a fear of dating at all. Let alone the prospect of dating someone who probably abbreviated words with numbers in text. gr8, b4 or whatever, something like that. What will we talk about? Should I let him see my car with a dog seat and crazy dog lady sticker? Should I not mention the fact I graduated high school before he was a gleam in his father’s eye? Panic has set in but for the sake of my goals I shall persevere.
So friends, stay tuned for my next cougar adventures. 🙂 Keep your fingers crossed I can hide my gray hairs and find something “young” to wear.
Keep you posted.
So last weeks anti-inflammatory menu was a bust. My meals were bland and did not inspire me to continue. Then this weekend when I should have made more of an effort, I drank too much and shopped for items that I really did not need. At 7pm tonight I realized I didn’t have meals planned and really didn’t care. So my question is did I just neglect my plan or am I sabotaging my effort to be healthy? So after having popcorn for dinner the answer seems to be clear. I am clearly just blowing off my nutritional goals. Here is the question, why? I have lost 53 pounds and now I am stalled. I wish I had an answer and this was a mind-blowing post. It is not! It is a clear struggle to understand why I eat like I do and why I don’t put more effort into my fitness goals. So I apologize to anyone interested in my week.
So I am hoping for feedback. I really want to live a long and healthy life. But do I want to it enough to work at it. Yes, I do but where do I start? Where did you start with your healthy life? How do you make your health a priority?
Good health to you,
In my original post I discussed that this blog would also be about dating when you were closed to 50. Here is the thing, I need to get a dating life first before I can blog about it. 🙂 That is the reason for the question marks in my title. Where do I go to meet interesting and available men? A little back story if you will indulge me. I have never been married or actually really wanted to get married. I came close once while in a 5 year relationship with a wonderful man who turned out to be not so wonderful. It was the classic story boy meets girl, girl falls in love with boy, boy leaves girl for ex who came into a lot of money. You know that old tale. It left me shaken and a tad bitter for several years. Then I entered the younger man phase. I was a cougar before cougars were cool. Yeah, I know it’s not entirely accurate. However, it was so fun. Younger guys don’t talk about marriage, or 401Ks or getting up in the middle of the night to pee. Unfortunately, the younger guys I dated also didn’t talk about jobs or cars or homes because they didn’t have them. I struggled to find a middle ground. I am still looking.
I will admit that all through my 20’s and 30’s I met men either through work or at bars. I was fortunate to work in industries with lots of client mixers and interactions. Then in my 30’s I joined a company that although wonderful was very small. A very limited dating pool. It was also the beginning of online dating. Great! Sign me up to meet all the men I see on match.com ads. Problem I met 2 kinds of men on these sites. The first talked about marriage on the initial date. The second were the real prize sending me pictures of their junk immediately. Side note men…don’t…send…dick…pics! It’s not your best feature. Once a million years ago I was dating a guy long distance and he sent me a picture on my phone. I had an old flip phone so my cousin said I think you can send it to my computer and we can see it there. I assumed it was of his new car. So in front of a few friends and her now husband a picture of my boyfriend’s junk popped up on-screen. After that it was difficult to have a dinner party without someone reminding him we had all seen his business. So again unless she asks for it, don’t send it. Back on point, I didn’t do well on the online scene. So I just stayed single until I reconnected with an old friend from high school. It was perfect we knew the same people and we were around the same age. Unfortunately, it did not work out.
So here I am in a new year with new opportunities. With absolutely no clue how to meet a decent guy. Oh, I know a lot of decent guys but they are all married. I don’t think their wives and in some case husbands are willing to share. So online community, where did you meet your partner? I am a fun gal and willing to get out there. I mean look at my picture and you can see I shake it up! (is it cool to say that or old lady like?) Was it church, online, bar, school or random place? I will write about whatever experiences I have even the embarrassing ones. Pinkie swear.
I will report back,