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Is Age Really Just a Number?

22 Oct

Let’s talk about a May-December romance, only this time, I want to be the December.  I have always preferred younger men, always.  I’m not sure what it is, but older men just don’t do it for me.  In my many (many, many) years of dating, I’ve only had “encounters” with a handful of older men.  In most cases, they have been younger than me.  As a matter of fact, it seems as though as I get older, they stay the same age.  22-25 seems to be just right for me. 

Here’s the thing: what on earth (aside from the obvious) would I have in common with someone that age?  We’re in two very different places in our lives.  I’m at the stage in my life where I want to settle down and have a family.  They’re probably nowhere near that stage.  At that age, there’s still a lot worth living before getting down to marriage and kids.  So why bother getting involved with someone so young?  It’s a relationship that, in my eyes, is destined to fail. Yet I can’t help myself.  I see them walking around, all young and full of hope, and I just want to ride them like a pony.  

Perhaps it has something to do with getting older and trying to grasp on to youth (oh yeah, I’d like to grasp their youth).  But seriously now, it’s like clutching at air.  Whether I like it or not, I’m going to get older.  Yet I imagine that I’m going to be 70 and still pining away for the cabana boy.  I guess that as long as I don’t end up like this woman, then everything will be fine.  

In the meantime, if there’s a young stallion out there that is interested in frolicking in my garden of good and evil, I’m up for it.  Just as long as I don’t have to show them what to do.  I’m too old for that sh*t.  

Behold. . .

22 Oct

My worst nightmare.  If this is what the future holds for me, I’m going to jump out of the nearest window immediately if not sooner.

Let us admire the flowered turtleneck, too short jeans, white socks and white Reeboks.  Oh, and let’s not forget the cat crates.  All 3 of them!!  How does one get to a point in their life when their dressed like this and taking their 3 cats to the vet?  Do you suddenly wake up one morning, look around and start weeping?  That’s what I would do.

Too bad you guys couldn’t have heard all about Lasagna, Allison, and Zeus.

By the way, love the hair.

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