Green eggs and knee brace
I know I’ve threatened, after sampling the lack-luster Santa Barbara dating pool, to go back to Los Angeles to date. I finally did and I can safely say I’m so happy I adopted a dog for companionship.
My new target market is old guys – or men who have kids that are off to college and they are safely divorced and possibly ready for another long-term relationship. This means 50+. Past mid-life and dating bimbos. This guy seemed like a catch right down to the fact he was from New England.
We met in Santa Monica and I was sure I’d recognize him because he had a Ned Flanders (Simpsons) mustache. But to be on the safe side, because you never know with pictures, I told him to look for the tall redhead. I know I shouldn’t be ageist, but I really wish I could be a cougar again. And I know I’m older and I have no room to talk. But Ned, 56, wore a washed out yellow polo, super light blue jeans, and bright white sneakers. My favorite accessory was a knee brace which he chose to wear on the outside of his jeans.
I tried to let all that slide. I ordered a spinach omelette. He had a club which he ate while he talked about himself. I smiled and nodded secretly thankful that Dixie was in the car waiting to bail me out. I hugged and cheek kissed him goodbye 90 minutes after our brunch and dove into my car.
Three hours and 90 miles later, Dixie and I were home. “We’re never doing that again,” I told the dog as we settled on the couch to spend the evening watching Netflix.
The second I turn into a Geezer, I want you to tell me what corner to wait on, and then run me down with your car.
Good grief! I also have been trying to date in L.A. again. A bigger fish pond indeed! But, unfortunately, all the guys in my age group (or within 10 yrs. of such) are recovering drug addicts (ewe) or very out of shape with, a desire to share all the gory details of their multiple health problems. Yuck!
I’m also loving my new pup! Such a smart, fit, wise guy! =D