Okay, I’m going to be honest here. I had one year of freedom before I met my match at the ripe old age of 19. In that one year I went berserk, literally sex crazed berserk. An insanity born out of restraint, fear, desperation and pride which made me do some pretty crazy things to get male attention including falling into bed with them at the drop of a hat. In my defense, it was the 70′s and “Make Love, Not War” was the rage along with burning our bras and women’s liberation so there were outside influences that didn’t have to do solely with my own dysfunction. Having said that, I really never did have what you would call a “dating” experience; actually it would be better described as a “mating” experience. Now, here I am, 38 years later and I’m wondering what dating is in this time and this place. It used to be, or so I was told, a guy would ask a girl and they would go out on a “date”, either to dinner (if they were old enough to be able to afford two meals) or a movie. Now everything is done on line and what I’ve noticed is a lot of the men who approach me via the site I am on tend to want me to ask them out instead of the other way around. Now to give them their possible due this may be directly attributable to their sensitivity to our feminist roots but, if so, it is a noble but greatly misunderstood gesture that is lost on me. I want to be asked, I want to have the guy step up and assume he’s doing me a favor by asking me and I want that same guy to assume he’s going to pay for everything if he does. So, SHOOT me for wanting to be a feminine, well taken care of woman who lives to please and receive from the guy she ultimately falls in love with. Maybe I’m just old fashioned, like I thought my mother and my grandmother were. Old ideas that haven’t stood the test of time. Gone like mini skirts, hot pants and bell bottoms…oh wait, those came back didn’t they! Woo Hoo. Well guys on behalf of a lot of the women over 40 dating out there, I don’t want to compete with you on a financial level (though I just may end up doing that) just as you really don’t want to compete with me on an emotional level (some do but they end up getting labled “emo”). We are different creatures that require different treatment and I think (out of my complete lack of sophistication and edification I’m sure) that men should be men and women should be women and we should just get on with this dating thing and have some fun!
No Less Confusing Now Than at 20!
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