Almost forgot to blog about my last date – I guess that’s saying something about the impact it had on me!
Normally I’ll date guys up to about 4 or 5 years my senior… but when Sexy Older Guy wrote to me, he seemed so vibrant and interesting that I was willing to overlook the fact that he’s 11 years older than I am. I know – huge difference.
We had a perfectly nice afternoon coffee date, and I went home feeling that he was just a “maybe”. Maybe it was the venue – I’ve never felt a zing on a coffee date. Or maybe my opinion of him was colored by my great date with Smiles a few nights ago.
The conversation with Smiles was like a carnival ride (without the nausea) – always fun, rather non-stop. With Sexy Older, it was more like a slow horse and buggy ride… it would amble along, then pause… amble… pause.
Also – he wasn’t quite as hot as his pics. I guess that makes him “OK-looking Older Guy”. Eh.
Some good news about Smiles: he texted me yesterday to say he had a great time the other night, and was looking forward to next time. Very giddy-making indeed! Yet still staying grounded. Really.