Full disclosure: I have read all of the Fifty Shades of Grey books. That statement will raise more then a few eyebrows, dismay my mother, and horrify my grandmother. What is this self respecting and God fearing "good girl" doing reading
such trash? Morbid curiosity? Possibly. Romance tips? Not on your life!
Dating sucks. For starters...where does someone who is not interested in the bar and club scene actually go to meet Prince Charming? In my experience, the produce section of the
grocery store seems to be a big crowd pleaser among the fellas. What is perplexing to me is that I don't exactly go Meijer in full hair and makeup. Unless you're a Kardashian, if your out running errands your not trying to pick up a man.
So this brings
me to online dating. To me, sites like POF and Tinder are something I liken to shoe shopping on Justfab. It's entertaining to browse, but is this something (or someone) I'm willing to invest in? More times then not the answer is a resounding NO. From my vantage
point I see a lot of shirtless men who are looking to hook up or ax murderers looking to rape, kill, and hide the body. I guess it's possible that there are some decent men in between, but just so you fellas know...we women assume you are all ax murderers.
At least in the beginning. You are guilty until proven innocent. A girl can't be too careful.
I have no delusions about how unrealistic I seem to the opposite sex. It is not even in the vicinity of normal in this day and age to say no to sex with a
man I'm dating, especially at my age. And yet here I am. I have heard it all. I've heard that I'm too old to expect that. I've heard that I must not like sex. I've heard, "Well you're divorced. Aren't you already ruined?" Now there's a way to get a girl to
fall right into bed!
I am in no way perfect. I've made mistakes. I am a human being after all. But that doesn't mean that I don't deserve to be with a guy who respects me enough to wait. But here is the crux of my dilema. I'm not interested in marriage
anytime soon. I just want to date. I want nothing serious. My grandmother always told me that there were women guys wanted to date and women guys wanted to marry. I've always been the latter. How do I become a casual, yet "chaste"dater in the Fifty Shades
of Grey era? Herein lies the million dollar question.
Your guess is as good as mine. I'll keep you posted.