Now comes the time to start over. Yes, pick myself up & dust myself back off & go back out online....Which brings in a whole new twist....after a very painful disentanglement from TBFVN, I know I need to start over again...SIGH, SIGH....Going back online isn't always fun. Starting the whole shebang over--bleh. I know, I should be feeling like, "OOH, a new adventure, new people to meet, how exciting!" I'm so fucking NOT! But as I mentioned in the last post--50 first dates...well a lot of the guys I've met just don't cut it for me. My mom says I have to kiss a lot of frogs but I'm not sure I want to.
Here's the process:
1. Change status on the dating sites back to single from seeing someone or turn the profile back on.
2. Start searching potentials & logging in to generate new interest
3. Maybe send a few "icebreakers" or "flirts", or "winks" or whatevers
4. Wait for the fish to start nibbling--which invariably they do....
5. Regularly check who's been looking at your profile to see if there are any worth emailing
The Fish:
The emails start rolling in like crazy--sometimes there are so many that I can't sort them all. TBFVN says men never get as many as the women do--which makes sense since women are told to NEVER email first. I will send an email if a potential guy looks seriously cool--I did with TBFVN--but look where it got me...sigh.
Anyway--most of the guys are just not even remotely my type--I hate to say it but many are tubby, 50-something, balding & BORING! I mean I'm not a knock out or anything, but yeesh! My profile clearly says I am looking for men from 35-50. Over 5'9" at least. I have nothing against short guys--I dated one once but I know I fit better with someone 5'10" or better. If the guy is bigger, but solid that's ok too--but tubby is different. I am an athletic gal--I have a blackbelt in taekwondo, I horseback ride, sail, run & go to the gym regularly so I want men who are a little athletic or are at least willing to go out & do something beyond the movies. How frickin' hard is that? To them, I'm a M.I.L.F.---Mom I Like To Fuck. Actually, one of my BFFs--CFW, came up with Soccer M.I.L.F.--we were even thinking about having t-shirts made to wear at our kids' soccer games...or Hockey M.I.L.F. (to go with the current times)--a little much for our suburban Baltimore neighborhood though so we nixed that idea. So far there are a couple that may be promising--out of at least 50, so only time will tell--I'll keep you posted of course.
The Fish (Part II)
These are the youngins'. I am the cougar here. They are 19-25 & think I'm a desperate sexual Samantha (which I may be since I'm not getting regular sex right now). They claim that "older women really turn them on..." They think that they will get a lot of sex (which they will) with more uninhibited women than their like-age counterparts. Which also may be true. However, other then the physical, what in God's name would we really have in common? I have a tween-age son for gosh sakes! Threy are barely out of highschool/college. I can't begin to tell you how many 20-somethings pick me up at bars. Very flattering, but also quite amusing.
So I'm off to start again--wish me luck--o--& then there's the lesbians who try to pick me up too--but I'll save that for another time....
1 comment:
I am SO glad I am not in the dating scene. I think I will live the anguish vicariously through you. That okay?
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