… adapted from a letter to some friends on the subject of what to do on a date, plus some of the usual NOT-to-be-taken-seriously ramblings:
my vote goes to dinner, but without a movie. If you go to dinner first you always have to have your eye on the clock to make the movie in time, and then you sit in silence for however many hours and then go home. A nice long dinner with a really good wine and some really good conversation (when in doubt, ask questions about her life, her likes and dislikes, her friends, favorite books, films, art, her opinions)……. well, you get my drift.
If I go to a movie with someone, I like to go see it first, then there’s lots to talk about over dinner after, but that usually means getting off work early to go to a matinee for people with regular jobs, right? Or else dinner gets to be really late.
Just some thoughts, now that I’m in the dating scene again (ugh).
Last night I wrote to a few women I found on the dating site, but haven’t heard back yet, and haven’t had the courage to contact that young woman I found attractive, the one I met at the dinner with my lesbian friends. Or maybe I think she’s just too young. Really don’t know at this point — suspect am still not really ready for a real relationship with anyone but my dogs and friends.
I might, on the other hand, be getting ready to either face a new chapter in my life (perhaps moving to Africa?)or die, whichever comes first. Have started reading my old journals saved from high school and letters and photographs from family and lovers from a thousand years ago that have been collecting dust up in the top of my closet. I always promised myself I would not die until I got rid of the really embarrassing stuff. Oddly, most of it no longer embarrasses me. (The reallt stupid stuff I’ve begun burning, and happily). The woodstoves are my friends now, in several ways.
Am beginning to understand why people move to warm places when they get old. This winter, the arthritis in my hands, neck, and ankles that began a few years ago as a mild annoyance has blossomed into a royal pain. Working in my very cold loft studio (not the warm pottery one downstairs), has become a challenge. Working out at the gym , however, helps a lot, as do the Warm Whiskers critters (pampered pets ) I put in the microwave and wrap around my aches, but advil and the Glucosamine, MSM, Chondoitin stuff works best. Off to get some Glucosamine brew and restock the firewood piles.
Hope all is well with everyone.