Tuesday, October 31, 2006

The Halloween Party



Halloween is the perfect time to meet someone for a first online dating rendezvous. You get to sport a costume, and do some role-playing. Let’s face it. You’re going to do some acting on a first online date anyway, so go with the flow and have some fun with the pretense.

I once heard somebody say that the costume you choose for Halloween shouts to the world the person you really want to be. So, if you want to be a sex kitten, now is the time to meow and purr your way through the evening! Let that side of you that normally hides in the shadows shine through and make an impression. Reveal your heart and soul in a fashion that is typically reserved for your eyes only.

The costume your online date chooses will tell you a great deal about his true personality. He is showing you a side of himself that you normally wouldn’t see in the beginning. For instance, if he dresses as a pimp, he may not respect women. Pay attention to those kinds of clues, but also allow for his creativity and spontaneity. If he wears a shirt that says, “This is my costume”, he doesn’t seem to display a lot of creativity, and if you’re looking for originality in a partner, you might want to look elsewhere on your online dating site.

We all have some Halloween horror stories to tell. Years ago I attended a party with a man I had met on my online dating site. We had gone out a few times, and he seemed to be very nice, attentive and kind. His costume was a combination of a ghoul and Dracula- a white face with black circles around the eyes, and a black cape. I wore my sexy french maid outfit and a black wig (at least we were color coordinated). We laughed a lot and had a great time checking out all the creative costumes until they brought out the moonshine Jell-O shots. They were deadly, and after one I avoided them like the plague. Unfortunately, my online date didn’t realize the danger and consumed more then a few. I found him leaning against a pole, and I knew that if he had tried to walk at that time he would have fallen right over. I ended up walking home that night.

I can’t stress enough the importance of always having your own transportation on an online date with someone you barely know. I could have avoided a long walk late at night, and my aching feet the next morning. My high heels were stylish, chic and they went great with my french maid costume. However, they were quite uncomfortable during my long trek home.

Have fun, don’t take any rotten apples, and remember that all that candy stays for seconds on your lips, but forever on your hips! (Yes, that is an old cliche, but also very true).

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Dating Safety




"Watch out, mom! There's a shark in the water!"My son stood on the shore waving his arms like red flags, desperately trying to get my attention.

Looking over my shoulder I saw the black, ugly fin circling around me, slowly checking out the menu for his next meal. Switching into over drive, my adrenalin pumping faster than my heart, I swam towards shore like there was no tomorrow (and there wouldn't be if I didn't get moving- and fast). Luckily, a huge wave (about 4 feet by Florida's standards) roared toward me at just the right time, and I dove into it, riding it quickly into shore. My body surfing skills came in handy, that's for sure! I stood on the shore and watched the fin retreat out to sea, probably disappointed that he would only be having fish for dinner today.

Why do I tell you this story in my online dating journal? If you really think about it, the answer is simple. Even though I do everything I can to protect my own safety, online dating can be a dangerous proposition. Yes, I always meet my online dates in a public place. No, I don't get into their cars, and I can wallop a hard punch in the groin if absolutely necessary. Eventually though, you have to just trust a man if you ever want a real relationship to develop. The second or third online dates are the danger zones. You start to let your guard down, give them your phone number and let them know where you live. Maybe you even go on a real date sitting in their passenger seat or on the back of their bike.

All I am saying is to be careful when online dating. Even if you think you know this guy, he could be like that hungry shark, circling in closer for the kill. No, he probably isn't that serial killer that's still lurking around, and he probably won't physically kill you or even hurt you. However, he can tear into your emotions, break your heart, and feed on your misery.

So my advice is to take it slow and easy my friend. You're no longer in the high school of life. This is graduate school and it takes a lot of hard work and dedication to your own well being to get that online dating diploma.


Peace!

Thursday, October 5, 2006

The Meet Market




At my age it becomes a little more difficult to find a good man. It doesn't matter how attractive I am for a woman of my age, how much exercise I get, or how many miles I run on the treadmill. It is difficult to compete with someone half my age with a double D boob job.

Going to a MEET MARKET can be pretty frustrating. The men there that are my age are all futilely chasing some 25 year old fashion model who is only there to get free drinks. Come on guys, let's get real here. Why would this hot young thing be interested in an older distinquished gentleman? Unless she has a daddy complex, I am sure she would prefer someone of her own age. What do you have that a younger man doesn't? The answer is MONEY, my dear.

You might think the same thing about us older women, but the difference is that we aren't unrealistically chasing after some young stud who is out of our league. Instead we are looking for a man close to our own age who is nice, respectful and fun to be with.

How about it guys. Give the women of your own generation a chance. You will find that we are interesting, fun and sexy. We are uninhibited, self-reliant and appreciate you for who you are, not for what you can give us. There is something to be said for conversing with someone with intelligence, experience and a common bond. Think about it . . . .