Well, there’s nothing like the root of all evil (Facebook) to make you feel popular as hell on your birthday. I got no less than 40 birthday wishes from friends, long lost friends, the guy I met in Vegas last year who kissed me, asked for my number and then never actually used it but did friend request me, as well as some guy that I’m pretty sure I don’t even know. Thanks to all. I’ve never felt so popular!
Match.com wasted absolutely NO time in switching me to the ‘old’ group as far as mixer invitations go. I wasn’t 45 years old more than 3 seconds when they yanked the ‘cool kids’ invites that post across the top of my home page down and replaced them with the one sad ‘old fart’ invite. I guess 45 really is the cut off. Boo.
I met Mr Nice Guy for coffee yesterday. As I don’t drink coffee, I had a bottle of water which I proceeded to dump all down my shirt. Yup, I’m cool like that. Anyway he walked in and although he had killer eyes and a great smile, I believe if he turned sideways I might not be able to see him any more due to how friggin’ skinny he is! That’s okay, as I knew he was a ‘friends first and then let’s see’ kinda guy, I figured I wouldn’t have to see him naked anytime soon. Aside from the lack of weight on his person, he walked in wearing khakis (good), a nice polo (good) and white tennis shoes (kinda really bad). As we talked my suspicions were confirmed that he is an immensely nice guy. He told me about his family, his kids, his soon to be (?) ex-wife that he still lives with. The fact that after a year of this ‘arrangement’ that they still haven’t told their kids. The fact that he and his soon to be (?) ex- wife actually got divorced about 15 years ago only to remarry 18 months later. Their whole arrangement is kinda
fucked up odd. I realize that I tend to be a ‘fixer’ of people, but my toolbox is in no way shape or form big enough to even attempt to want to get involved in this convoluted family dynamic. I told him it was great meeting him and left it at that.
Aside from that hour long meet up, I met a friend for lunch and another friend for a late dinner. All in all (aside from having to work in the morning) it was a pretty good day. I am nowhere near where I thought I would be at the ripe old age of 45, but I’m sure as hell going to do my best to get there! 🙂
Thank you all for your very sweet (and shamelessly asked for) compliments yesterday. I very much appreciated them!!!