Online Dating at 36 - The Good, the Bad, & WTH?

It's a lovely spring evening. I'm sitting out on my balcony, swathed in my Snuggie because there's still the slight chill in the air that comes as winter slowly concedes to the new season. Obviously my laptop is on my lap, and over the rooftops in front of me I can see beautiful pinks and greys of the setting sun. I also have tears silently streaming down my face. When I last blogged, I was all upset over how things had seemed to change. I wish I could say that things have gotten better, but they have not. There has been practically no flirting whatsoever. No funny pictures sent to me, almost no simple "good morning" or "good night" texts. Today, in spite of me texting him twice, I have not heard from him. He's had time to play several rounds of Trivia Crack, though. Two night ago we got into a political discussion via text. Now there are two key things to remember about he and me, and politics. First, we are not of the same party. Secondly,

So it's been a couple weeks since I met Mr. M and we really clicked beyond the initial texting. We met a couple more times for drinks and conversation, and had very enjoyable times. The second time we did that, a late-night meeting after a busy concert weekend for me, we had a fairly serious conversation. He spent a good 45 minutes unburdening himself on me. He wanted me to know exactly  where he was with his marriage (he's currently separated), why he cheated on his wife, why he did that with the person he did, and other such things. In his words, he wanted to tell me all this information for two key reasons: 1. If any of it was going to be a deal breaker, he wanted me to break the deal sooner rather than later. 2. He felt he "could not move forward seriously with me" unless he did. I had told him before the conversation that while I don't condone infidelity, I do believe that people can find themselves in situations not of their own choosing/making wherei

Some people you just click with. Some, you don't, even though you may enjoy their company. Some people you just "get." Some, you don't, no matter how hard you try. And thus begins the tale of two dates, a week apart. Last weekend, I met Bachelor #I-have-no-idea-anymore for coffee. Here is how we "met" on Match: 1. I winked at him. 2. He winked back. 3. I emailed him thanking for the wink and asking about his week. 4. He replied asking for a date. Which means prior to meeting him, what I knew about him was pretty much only what was on his profile. Normally I don't do that. I want to start to get to know someone through communication, be it via Match emails or texting. But more than once I have talked about this with my good friend, the (in)famous D. He is someone who prefers to just meet and see if there is chemistry. Knowing that not everyone is like me is why I agreed to the date. We met for coffee at hipster mecca, chosen because