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

I did end up hearing from MG yesterday while I was a work. He sent a perky text wishing me a Happy New Year and that he was at his grandma's a couple hours away. My first thought was, "his grandmother is still alive?" (MG is about 8 years older than me.) But I lost all grandparents I had any emotional attachment to in the late 1980's, so I have to stop and remember that my situation is not the norm. Then I have to admit I was pleased to hear from him, and that he didn't mention any food. Me, being me, replied with a sassy text, and I texted him today along the lines of his favorite subject. But in spite of that, I've made a decision. I'm not calling it a "New Year's Resolution" or anything like that. It's merely a decision. I'm taking back my body. I am who I am. I am the size that I am. If I want to be thinner, then by all means I know how to do it and I will take those steps. If I want to be heavier (God only know why ), I

Happy 2019! I celebrated as I usually do -- alone. At home, eating something unhealthy and drinking plenty, watching Netflix and ending up in bed well before midnight. I almost  saw the birth of 2019, as I lost track of time watching YouTube videos, but ultimately crashed literally minutes before 12:00. I would never make it as a Cinderella. And in keeping with my "tradition", no kiss at midnight for me. It's never happened, and with each passing year I can't help but lose a little bit of hope that it ever will. But what about MG? Good question. Two days ago, he spent an hour or so of his morning blowing up my phone as usual. I fell sick the day after my birthday (28th) but he continued to be in contact, telling me all about the "private coaching" I was "soon to get". Translated: the meal he was going to cook for me soon. Promises of pasta with Alfredo sauce, lots of garlic bread, and Ferrero Rocher candies he'd bought for me. Time to