to younger men...and beyond...

so i have this thing for younger men. i can't 'splain it. it just is.

it started when i was 24 and these two 18-yo's were hitting on me at once, during our orchestra tours to wherever. california, the middle east, south africa, who's counting countries.

and for some reason, it's pretty much continued ever since. most of the guys i date are younger, and it's not just casual. my last younger boyfriend (by 7 years) wanted to get married. a few years ago, i had a 10-years younger bf who i didn't believe wanted an older woman; he later married a woman exactly my age.

i don't chase these guys down. which is funny, because every woman who has been called the nasty jealousy-infused term "cougar" knows that actually, it is the younger men who are chasing them down. aka a recent article i read, which i will try to find & source.

to validate this, you'll see a survey (yes, we love data) showing that some younger men do in fact, like older women more.

anyhow. this year i tried valiently to date older men. which is in fact, in direct opposition to the fact that i don't have to try at all to date younger men. all i have do to is - nothing! show up maybe? if that?

right now it's a kid at the gym. Mr. Fitness. maybe i will get a training session or two, because suddenly the fact that every time i work out my ass, my abs also get bigger, has become Very Important To Fix. this after he's been breaking his neck to look around at me and say hello for what, 2 years now. might as well throw the guy a bone. r.

it's looking like i might get some very. good. sessions. he called me "hon" already on today's text.

and it's not just him. i'm heading out to LA to meet a 10-years younger x-boyfriend (along with the main attraction, my family!) and meeting up for my birthday, i hope, with another 7-years younger x. i guess maybe i should call them xb's. generally i just refer to them as my portfolio of men.

speaking of younger men - just saw them taking this pic live last night in the Boston TD Garden when Javier won the World Championships

after my recent foray into older men (because every woman knows, most men don't want a woman their age. younger please, or older, does just fine. but peer ages? yawwwn...) i've just been like eh.

when i see awesome engagement parties, weddings, and babies, it makes me a little wistful, and sometimes teary if i loved the guy once, that why don't i have that. but i just haven't ran across someone that made me think, wow, let's drop the single life like forever, so we can take care of someone else. oh well, don't get me started on that.

back on track.

i won't elaborate further with my examples, as there are more, but younger men have VITALITY. that is it. energy. and it's not even about the age!

my step-dad is mid-80s and more spritely and young and vibrant than most of the guys that are trying to date me. that's really what i want. youth. not young.

so maybe i should change my scope. give me a guy with a great smile, tons of energy, and fit, and well, there we have Mr. Fitness. who just happens to be young.

here's to him...and the men beyond...

yes, i can feed myself, thank you!

i had an interesting experience lately with a guy that i thought would be next bf. i mean, other than being older than me, and having my dad's voice (owww), he seemed a good fit. we talked for hours. he was spontaneous. he traveled a lot. he was in the navy on a SUBMARINE. how cool is that. he was tall, good-looking & generous.

and then he started telling me how to eat.

what?

5 dates in, after the 4th one was spent in the (aforementioned) 5 hours of talking, he decided that, all of a sudden, he needed to tell me to eat before my food got cold. and bear in mind, this is food i didn't order or eat much of usually. and being a girl, i was TALKING about something Very Very Interesting To Me. so being interrupted to tell me to eat was a little like...

"yes dad."

which is what i actually said. yup. that's not sexy. sexy is

"YES DADDIE...give me more." which i never say. but some people think that is sexy.

anyhow.

so then i was to eat more, (no), just "half" of more (no).

the arrangements around how i should be doing things continued throughout the time we had together, and included a few more very-small-but-interesting actions that portrayed his belief he knew better than me how things should be done.

fast forward ...and i really had a hard time figuring this out. this guy seemed really cool. why was i so upset?

i will say it really all started with something other than the food thing, likely the fact that his eyes didn't light up when he saw me. so right there you have a definite "hmmm" on his part. which is def overcomeable with a shorter dress or something fun like that.

but the part where i'm not doing the right thing every second, especially that i don't know how to eat right just, um, sticks in my throat.

so, regrettably i had to tell the foodster, through my actions of not calling him again pretty much, that i could feed myself.

some days i really wish i didn't have to. but let's just say - when in a pinch...i can get the job done! (so says the extra 5 lbs i'm carrying...)

welcome back to me!

So after many years of wandering in the wilderness of love - I'm back!!! Hello everyone. Or, I mean that lone person far, far, away that stumbled on my outdated blog by accident after drinking far too much in the middle of the night. I hope I cheered you up anyway!

Long story short, I ended up dating a wonderful guy for 4 years...and that ended something like a year or so ago now. He's happily moved on (though I miss him fondly, sigh, but do still enjoy all the gifties from his generous ass) and I've happily not moved anywhere.

I tried a few guys on for size here & there. But they mostly didn't fit. Aka, I'm back seeing-single again! With more adventures.

I will include these in the next blog, as this is more of a welcome back to me.

So now that I've said that...let's move on!