Dating after 50

 When I was young and starting in the dating world, I didn't know anything.

Quickly after a date here and there, I became smitten at age sixteen.  I was in love

and happy for all the care and attention I got. That was it for me. I married my first

love at age twenty-two.  Fast forward thirty-two years , the dream was over and I was 

once again alone.  What did I know about how to get into the dating world again.

My confidence was shot.  Do I ask the man out or wait for him to make the first move?

I had moved to a new city and basically knew nobody.  The few friends I had told me

"on line dating was the way to go"  and "just get out there ,"  Try Plenty of Fish or any 

one of the dating sites.  So thinking I had nothing to lose and didn't care to be alone, I

put up my information.  At first it seemed pleasant, then I thought why is no one is messaging me.

My same good friends said " you send the messages." So I tried that.  OMG, then when the 

coffee dates  started that's when it got really weird. I honestly thought I would find someone or

they would find me .It hasn't happened yet and after so many years I am not holding my breath.

So let me relate a few of my dates.

I agreed to meet this man after a few messages and a chat on the phone at Swiss Chalet.

I call him "Gravy Man." I dressed in a dress and met him at the door of the location.

He had on moccasins, no socks, green jogging pants and a very tight orange  T-shirt. We ordered 

our food and his conversation was about dieting and slow-pitch baseball. I had a salad and a

quesadilla which was delivered with a bun, 2 patties of butter and a big cup of gravy.  He

ordered the 3 piece chicken meal, fries. coleslaw and his bun. 2 butter patties and a big cup of gravy.

He peeled off the skins and set them aside and it seemed to me he was serious about dieting. But no,

he poured all his gravy on his fries and scooped up the gravy with his bun that had his 2 butter

patties on it. He asked if I wasn't going to have my gravy and bun could he have them. I said yes.

His plate was empty. So what does he do?  He took all 3 chicken skins, put them in his mouth and

drank half my cup of gravy, like a chaser. He proceeded to take the bun and the 2 butter patties

and put the whole thing in his mouth and then washed it down with the rest of the gravy. I felt

queasy  and got up to go to the washroom. As I felt sick thinking of all that grease he just swallowed,

he said he'd order lemon meringue pie for us.  I love lemon meringue.  So I tried real hard to settle my

stomach before I returned to the table.  He had already finished his piece of pie. He asked me if I was 

okay. I told him my stomach was a bit upset so he said "Oh, well you probably won't be able to eat the 

pie."  Before I could say anything, he had picked up my pie and continued to eat it.  As we left, it was 9

 o'clock on a Saturday night.  He asked me what I would like to do now.  I thanked him for the evening

and said  "I need to go home and lie down." He did phone the next day to ask me out again but I

 declined.  My kids said "so did you find us a new daddy."  I said "NO".   Apparently, it takes more

that one date.  Dating after 50 is a whole new world and it comes with no navigation skills.

Have I found someone? No, but I haven't given up hope  Three women I know found their guys

on line. Maybe my guy is still out there.  I hope he likes lemon meringue pie.


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