A yes (136), a no (137), and a maybe.
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You're Never Too Old For True Love!
Why Dating Tips Aren’t Working for You
Turn Your Holiday Blues Into Real Love
Love Problems? Never Run From The Issue - Solve It
You Need Only One Man To Find True Love
Finding A Man Isn't The Answer
Why Can't Your Heart And Head Like The Same Person
Quit The Blame Game & Ditch Bad Relationship Behaviors For Good
Do You Have A Love Leak?
We Got Married Too Young
We Keep Tearing Each Other Down
Two recent dates to tell you about:
Date #136: Fabulous. Lots of fun, great conversation, wonderful chemistry. Drinks, dinner, lots of smooching while we walked along the street, or sat on a park bench, or rode in a taxi. He texted the next day, then called just to chat the next night. For an hour. A rarity indeed. I'm stuck on a blog name for him, so let's just call him Smooch for now.
The surprise for me: I've mentioned that a lot of my exes have had more or less the same look -- thick, curly hair, very Jewish-looking. (from the "David / Steven store", as dubbed by my buddy Brian) While Smooch is Jewish, it stops there -- he has more hair on his face than he does on top of his head. (but certainly not in a gone-crazy Joaquin Phoenix kind of way -- no big, furry beard here, thankfully) He's not my "usual" type, but I don't care -- I think he's adorable. (and smart, funny, vivacious, etc.) We're both going to be out of town for the holiday weekend, but hopefully we'll get together next week.
And -- he also has an old Jewish man's name -- again, it doesn't matter to me a whit. Rather, I find it somewhat endearing.
Date #137: Not so fabulous. Blog name "Wallace", because he reminds me of this guy:
I tried really hard to like him -- he's smart and semi-interesting -- but it just wasn't there for me. "Nebbish-y" was the word that came to mind. After an hour or so of milking my drink, I think I sent a clear message that there was no interest by announcing just how tired I was, and that I needed to call it a night.
Talked to a new guy tonight -- let's call him The Young'Un for now - he's five years my junior. We've been emailing on and off for a few months now, and might finally get around to meeting in person next week. This was a first for me: Young'Un and I talked via video IM tonight -- kind of surreal to talk to a potential date that way.
Why Dating Tips Aren’t Working for You
Turn Your Holiday Blues Into Real Love
Love Problems? Never Run From The Issue - Solve It
You Need Only One Man To Find True Love
Finding A Man Isn't The Answer
Why Can't Your Heart And Head Like The Same Person
Quit The Blame Game & Ditch Bad Relationship Behaviors For Good
Do You Have A Love Leak?
We Got Married Too Young
We Keep Tearing Each Other Down
Two recent dates to tell you about:
Date #136: Fabulous. Lots of fun, great conversation, wonderful chemistry. Drinks, dinner, lots of smooching while we walked along the street, or sat on a park bench, or rode in a taxi. He texted the next day, then called just to chat the next night. For an hour. A rarity indeed. I'm stuck on a blog name for him, so let's just call him Smooch for now.
The surprise for me: I've mentioned that a lot of my exes have had more or less the same look -- thick, curly hair, very Jewish-looking. (from the "David / Steven store", as dubbed by my buddy Brian) While Smooch is Jewish, it stops there -- he has more hair on his face than he does on top of his head. (but certainly not in a gone-crazy Joaquin Phoenix kind of way -- no big, furry beard here, thankfully) He's not my "usual" type, but I don't care -- I think he's adorable. (and smart, funny, vivacious, etc.) We're both going to be out of town for the holiday weekend, but hopefully we'll get together next week.
And -- he also has an old Jewish man's name -- again, it doesn't matter to me a whit. Rather, I find it somewhat endearing.
Date #137: Not so fabulous. Blog name "Wallace", because he reminds me of this guy:
I tried really hard to like him -- he's smart and semi-interesting -- but it just wasn't there for me. "Nebbish-y" was the word that came to mind. After an hour or so of milking my drink, I think I sent a clear message that there was no interest by announcing just how tired I was, and that I needed to call it a night.
Talked to a new guy tonight -- let's call him The Young'Un for now - he's five years my junior. We've been emailing on and off for a few months now, and might finally get around to meeting in person next week. This was a first for me: Young'Un and I talked via video IM tonight -- kind of surreal to talk to a potential date that way.
Début de l'événement
14.04.2023
Fin de l'événement
14.04.2023
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