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

I have a good, even great, relationship with D's family. They love me, and I love them. I was able to extend the olive branch when he and his future daughter-in-law had a major spat. So of course I let them know what had happened, and not surprisingly they are concerned. Today, his aunt called me. He and his aunt are good friends. In many ways, he's also the only child she's ever had. She was emotional, and so was I during our brief conversation. She told me that they (her & her husband) were going to go over to visit D in a bit, and that he hadn't answered their call, either — something he always does. Less than a minute or two later, D called and proceeded to cuss me out but good for talking to his family and has now declared his family off limits. Guess what, asshole? You can't tell me who I can be friends with. Even if they are related to you. And, you can't tell your family who THEY can be friends with. It doesn't work that way. You don't ...

Well, I'm back. At least for one post. If you've been a regular reader of this blog, you know that the infamous "D" and I have had quite the on and off "relationship" all the while being friends. We've had our spats, some more serious than others. But today, that all came to an end. And since HE decided to end our friendship, I can talk openly again. First of all, it is my personal belief, upon observing his recent behavior and having done research, that he is in a full psychotic break. He quit his job with no notice and no contingency plan, although he is in the midst of a bankruptcy. He then spent 48 hours doing ... no one knows what. He can't remember. All he knows is that I've shown him my end of his electronic trail where he called me (and sounded incredibly inebriated although he claimed he wasn't), texted me (didn't remember that), and that he has a NASTY 8" long horizontal bruise on his back rib cage that he doesn't r...

Well, good evening blog followers. It's a lovely, if not slightly chilly evening in mid-April. It is my first evening at home in quite a while - at least three weeks. I am relaxing on the couch, enjoying a cocktail after a delicious homemade dinner, and obviously blogging. There's much to catch up on, and yet nothing to report. We'll take it one gentleman at a time. Mr. M The most recent candidate, Mr. M and I are casual acquaintances at best right now. He is needing to focus on his divorce and how hard that is on his daughters, and that is understandable. We play the occasional Trivia Crack game and text maybe once or twice a week. At some point, probably in a few weeks, I'll ask for us to Talk. I just need to know if I was only a ONS. If I was, so be it. If I wasn't, then what the hell is going on? I can't wait forever in limbo. He's a guy worth having around, or so he seems. But maybe I'm just stupid. D I promised to never really blog about D ev...

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...

Once again, I've been remiss about blogging when there's information to share and discuss. It's partly been a lack of time, and partly the self-imposed "gag order" on certain subjects. It isn't that I haven't had thoughts to blog about, although several I can't because... I just can't. But today, three (mostly) unrelated topics for your reading pleasure! Dates As of my last posting, I was, I believe preparing for date #1 with M. We, of course, went on said date, which was simply meeting at a local sports bar for a couple of beers and some "get to know you" kind of chatting. I was pleasantly surprised to find he was more attractive in person than in his pictures, but I still wasn't sure of the true level of attraction. The date was... okay. It wasn't great, it wasn't scintillating, I didn't leave it thinking I was super excited. But, it was  reasonably enjoyable, and first dates can be weird anyway. Connections and perso...