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Thoughts for the Day

Posted in Dating, drinking, introversion, Relationships with tags , , on March 7, 2013 by sexandthesinglesoccermom

These are, randomly, some of the thoughts rolling through my mind. Well, actually, many of these were other people’s thoughts, but they mimc my own thoughts, albeit in a much more clever way.

So, here’s wishing you a wonderful Thursday. The day before the day for which we all long. May it be bright and beautiful, or at the very least tolerable and with the opportunity to drink.

Tina Fey quote

I think Tina Fey is a goddess. Plus, I can get behind this philosophy!

“There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete
and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by
fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a
laborious mosaic.” -Anais Nin (I’m hoping I get a few more of those mosaic pieces soon)

“When one is pretending the entire body revolts” -Anais Nin (Pretense is difficult for me and my body invariably lets me know it. I’ve been experiencing this the last couple of months.)

WTF ecard

There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
~ Harry Crews ~ (I’m looking forward to having a scar, instead of a wound. Things are starting to knit together, but it’s taking a bit longer than I’d like)

goldfish jumping out of the water

What I’m longing to do a lot these days!

“Love is the answer, but while you are waiting for the answer sex raises some pretty good questions.” – Woody Allen

 

And finally…

wine-ecard-3

 

 

Blase Much?

Posted in Dating, online dating with tags , , , , on February 26, 2013 by sexandthesinglesoccermom

Yesterday, I had two dates. Miraculously, they both fell through and I got to spend the day with family and then in my cozy home. Yes, my introverted soul was happier at not being overbooked. The first guy, a coffee date, called me 5 minutes before the arranged upon time to tell me he was running late. I was already at the coffeehouse.

“How late?” I ask him calmly, imagining 10 minutes of browsing the internet on my phone.

“Well…I kind of overslept and am just now waking up, so I haven’t even left my house yet.”

He lives 30 minutes away. Much to his dismay, I suggested that perhaps a rescheduling was in order, as I didn’t feel inclined to sit waiting on him. My time is precious and I absolutely despise having it disrespected, especially by someone whom I haven’t even met.

The other man, with whom I was supposed to have a third date, canceled abruptly because of a family emergency. Very plausible, but I am beginning to wonder if perhaps he is simply overscheduled on top of everything. He seems very interested, yet has a difficult time returning texts or phone calls between his 2 jobs, 2 kids, volunteer efforts and personal pursuits. I value and respect someone who has a happy, thriving life. At the same time, if you’re too busy when you’re in the initial “getting to know each other” stage to follow-up, then perhaps you’re too busy to be dating.

I’ve also noticed a sad trend on internet dating sites. So many of the men on the sites seem very blase about actually dating. The definition of blase is: 1. Indifferent to something because of familiarity or surfeit. 2. Lacking enthusiasm; bored.

Internet dating definitely leads to a surfeit; where else can you browse a thousand profiles of women in your city? I see a couple of patterns with men who are on internet sites (I’m sure it’s probably women too, but I’m not trying to date them) and I think the sheer numbers involved play a big part.

  • The Browser. This is the man who is convinced he will find Ms. Perfect if he just joins enough sites and holds out long enough. The woman must look like a Victoria’s Secret Model, but be a low-maintenance and natural beauty. Be able to look just as hot in a ball cap and his favorite sports jersey at the game, as she does in a little black dress or bikini. All effortlessly, because she’s busy with her high-paying and illustrious career which she earned with her many advanced degrees. The only thing longer than the trail of letters behind her name is her legs. She probably won’t have children, because despite the fact that the man has waited until he’s in his 40’s to begin a family, he “DEFINITELY” wants his own children. That is, once Ms. Perfect arrives. Oh…she also must be low-drama, have no hang-ups and little baggage. He might occasionally deign to go out with someone, but he sees no real point in dallying with mere mortals. He’ll wait for a goddess, who makes a lot of money, makes him the envy of all his friends (because she MUST increase his status as a man by being a trophy) and somehow magically has waited for him.
  • The Texter. The texter messages you on the site with initial strong interest. He asks for your phone number because “texting is so much easier”. After he has your number, he sends a text or two, to which you reply. However, it doesn’t feel like a “get to know you” phase. The texter treats the texting as though you are long-time buds, sendings texts sporadically throughout the day, occasionally not even responding to your replies. An actual date is never really requested, merely alluded to (i.e.; “What are you doing?”…”Having a glass of wine”…”Wish I was there with you!”). The texter continues to text in the most casual way. For someone like me, who really despises long text conversations with someone I don’t even know, I grow frustrated quickly. I suspect these men are simply bored, perhaps lonely, and looking for connection. They aren’t seeking out dating so much as a distraction. I’ve even seen a few profiles where men asnwered the question: “How likely would you be to meet someone from this site in person?” with “Unlikely”. What? Why are you on here then? For more internet friends? I don’t need a text buddy!
  • The Apathetic Tease. These are the men who “wink” or send you “likes” on your photos. They may choose you as a match. They might even get worked up enough to send you a message! Then…nothing. You may even respond to their interest, thinking that since they’ve initiated, there’s a pretty strong chance it will result in a date. But no, they can’t really be bothered to do much more than let you know they think you’re cute and interesting. Afterall, clicking a button takes far less effort than holding a conversation or…heaven forbid…meeting in person. That would require actual human interaction! These men can barely summon the energy to follow-up on their interest, but will send just enough to hope they keep the door open. I’m not sure if this is a result of being too busy or simply being too apathetic (or too much of a player) to really follow up.
  • The Stalker. This is the man who visits your profile over and over again, but never actually messages you. Occasionally, I’ve suspected that perhaps they are too nervous to contact me, so I send a message to them. Perplexingly, they never reply. Yet they continue to haunt my profile like some dating site ghost, somehow unable (or unwilling) to make contact.

I think people get so jaded by window shopping on sites that sometimes they forget these are real, live people behind the profiles. They’ve seen it all, so why get excited about someone? They come across as unenthusiastic and blase. These days, someone needs to be willing to put in the effort to show me they’re interested. If they can’t maintain interest or focus their attention before we’re even dating, I certainly have no illusions that it will improve with time. I wish I had made this a standard a long time ago; it probably would have saved me some heartache.

The best example of someone who has become blase about internet dating is the exchange I had with a man I’d messaged a week or so earlier. I got a brief response, then I dropped it because he didn’t seem very interested. Unexpectedly, I get a message from him that says only the following:”Well, it looks great. I like.”

I’m confused and I respond accordingly: “What do you like…?”

His response? “Your hair. It’s pretty. Your picture is starting to make my dick hard. Hehe!”

This was a man who’s profile had seemed articulate and intelligent. With a sigh, I message him back briefly to say how disappointing his response was. He follows up with: “Yeah well I’m tired of this site. It’s a waste of time. I’m not meeting anyone on here so may as well say some ridiculous things to see how people react. I frankly am disappointed in your response. I needed more….”

Really, that sums it up. Disenchanted and discontented, so he acts out like a small child. The question for me is: After too much time spent on internet dating sites, or after years of serial dating, is one always left with wanting more? Is the grass always greener? Do we become so cynical over our experiences and the seeming surfeit of choices that we’re unable to narrow our focus to only one?

Downpayment On The Goods?

Posted in Dating, women's liberation with tags , , , , on October 23, 2012 by sexandthesinglesoccermom

Driving to work this morning, listening to a morning radio talk show, I caught a popular segment called “Second Date Update”. People who’ve had a promising first date, yet never hear back from their possible love interest, contact the radio program so the DJ’s can assist them with getting a second date (or at least finding out why they didn’t). The show is usually good for some chuckles or a bit of voyeurism into other people’s dating lives (which, honestly, don’t we all enjoy?).

This morning, a woman called in saying she’d had a great first date with “Jack”. They went to an upscale restaurant, had great conversation and shared some laughter. According to her, the date was really great and she couldn’t understand why he hadn’t called to ask her for a second date. Enter the DJ’s: They call “Jack” and get him on the phone, to try to get his take on the evening. Jack’s version was similiar, with one exception: According to him, she had told him mid-way through the meal that she wanted the relationship to be platonic (plutonic is actually what he said, but I’m nitpicking) and just wanted to be friends. He said at that point he lost interest, got the check and ended the evening. Reasonable, right? Afterall, he was looking for a romantic relationship and not somebody to hang out with.

Still, this is where “Jack” turns into “Jack-Ass”…

According to him, it was her obligation to tell him she just wanted to be friends before he took her to a nice restaurant and spent a substantial amount on dinner. He said he wouldn’t put a downpayment on a sports car if he just planned to park it in the garage–he wanted to be able to drive it! He elaborated at length about the amount of money spent, did his best to demean her during the entire conversation and said she should have offered to pay half if it was a “friend” date, because he doesn’t spend that much money on just “friends”. He even went so far as to say the most he’d ever spent entertaining a friend was $65, elucidating this was for a returning war hero. He said, “Now tell me why in hell I should spend $120 for dinner with you, if we’re just gonna be friends, when you haven’t even been shot at?”

And thus we come to the crux of my blog: Do men feel we owe them something if they pick up the check? Are they really just putting a “downpayment” on the future event of sex? Now, most decent men would object and say, “Of course not!” Yet…are they being honest with themselves? Maybe they don’t expect sex that date, or the next, or even the one after that. Yet if they continue to spend money on wining and dining a woman, they have an end goal in mind. For most men, this at least includes sexual intimacy.

I have typically opted to go dutch on dates, for precisely this reason. I don’t want to feel any obligation to a man I barely know. Do I feel I have to sleep with a man if he pays for my dinner? Of course not. Still, if he continues to pay for dinner, I always feel there is some level of reciprocity that is anticipated. Perhaps 60 years ago, the pleasure of a woman’s feminine presence and company was enough, although I’d be willing to wager that wasn’t the case even then. Perhaps the knight slays the dragon for the princess as an act of gallantry; or maybe he’s really just hoping to get the king’s okay to shag his daughter (Sorry: Have her hand in marriage). Today, marriage isn’t always on the table. Sex, however, is almost ALWAYS on the table.

Of course, this isn’t meant to pick on men. I know LOTS of women who think the man should pay simply because they are women. I know plenty of women who would be willing to accept dates just to get a free dinner out. There are people who say they are “old-fashioned” and think a man should pay for at least the first date (if not every date). Really? Why? If you want things to be “old-fashioned”, are you willing to put on a pretty dress and pearls and meet him at the door with a martini in hand? Are you willing to stay at home and play housekeeper and take care of all his needs while he brings home the bacon? Are you willing to have him be the head of the household, since you’re assigning him the “protector” status? If so, that’s totally fine. However, don’t scream about your liberation or your equal rights. If you are seeking out a man to take care of you and be your protector (which is what you’re signaling when you expect him to pay), expect to be treated like someone who needs to be taken care of and protected. Expect to be treated like you are not his equal. Pull the gender card when it comes to who pays and be prepared to have him play the sex/inequality card. It’s not that he should, it’s not that it’s right, but reality isn’t always the ideal and we often create our own reality by the decisions we make.

I think we need to take the money out of the dating equation. Go dutch on dates. If a man insists on paying after you’ve offered to split the check, then offer to leave the tip. Pick up the check on your next date. Allow a man to woo you in ways other than monetarily. Take the pressure off the man financially (what a burden!). In return, guys, if you offer to pay, don’t have an agenda. Don’t make innocuous little jokes about “now that I’ve bought you dinner, I guess you’re going to have to put out”. By making the joke, it hints that you expect something in return, but know it’s not really kosher to say it in a straight-forward way. If you do decide to pay, consider it a gift freely given. If you are going to resent the gift, don’t offer it.

For all the great guys out there who would never dream of thinking a woman owed him because he pays on the dates, know there are lots of great women who appreciate you and won’t abuse it. We realize you won’t refer to us like we are objects you can “put a downpayment” on; we are human beings you are trying to get to know. We’re not naive; we know if you continue to ask us out you probably want to have sex with us (probably sooner, in many cases, than we are ready to have sex with you). We know it and appreciate you putting in the time it takes for us to be ready.

As for “Jack-Ass”, go find a professional. That way it will be an honest, monetary exchange, with a guaranteed rate of return. Ending the date and not contacting her for a second because she played the friend card doesn’t make you an asshole. Referring to her as an object, stating repeatedly and in detail the money you spent on her, acting like she was a gold-digger…well, that certainly does.