Okay, we wake up and one day are 3/4 the way through our life...

Or way more than 1/2 way through our adulthood, way over fifty, single and wrinkled. Let's face it, we women do not age gracefully on the outside and I have scientific proof of how handsome men really get with age! ie. George Clooney. BUT we do age much better on our insides. ie. find spiritual path, lustfully enjoy the freedom when kids grow up and don't need us anymore ... golf, ski, cook for pleasure, travel (nice) yada yada

So here it is ... the other side of the coin ... Married at 60 or Single at 60: the best part of waking up at sixty, wrinkled and in love ... is well, you are sixty, wrinkled, and IN LOVE! You will live longer - so 'they say'. Remember to love your honey more (not less)

After marrying young at 19 - I woke up one day at 32 and found myself - single, 32 and ... NOT wrinkled yet! Still had the glow of younger skin, a body that could sport a two piece (no boobs yet ... but still had the nice legs) Also the pheromones are still flashing neon signs 'open for pro-creating' ... even with three kids in tow I had 'it'.

A crazy - wild and much older New Yorker was in love with me - at first sight - stalked me ... and there I was - again - married. Wife number 4. Oh so luckily to be in love for 12 years ... Sadly he died young. BUT now I am single, sixty and wrinkled. OKAY so I am ready for be in love again and no longer have those pheromones!

What the heck happens to women when they are no longer lighting up the neon sign? I also realize that men my age are not with women my age! Oh yeah ... I was one of 'those' women who married a 54 year old tall and handsome rockstar (exaggerating) when I was 36! So maybe this is payback on the karmic scale. OUCH.

So - guess what? I travel all the way to Ireland to throw coral sand over my left shoulder to find romance! Gosh Darn - all my friends have their radar up for friends who could and would date their dear friend 'me'. I tried the whole on-line dating experience and didn't like it one damned bit. I had very few coffee 'meetings' and only once had a 2nd 'date' and it was a disaster when the guy said he golfed and then couldn't handle a club (ha!) and then at dinner he ordered a 'caesar salad'. Who wants a guy who's entire dinner for the evening is a salad! That is just not right.

"Let's go Dutch." is a common remark when the bill arrives. Where are the real men out there?

OR, on Match.com - about when I received a kind email from a handsome man who said 'I wanted to email you - I liked your profile but see that I don't fit your height parameters'. He is 5'10". I am thinking of course he fits my height requirements, as I was pretty sure I had entered 5'8 and higher. Oh Oh - I checked and found out my height parameters was only men who were between 5'2 to 5'8 (OMG!) That sort of message is a statement screaming I want to be in charge! hahaha

I am the marrying type and would love to be loved again and to love again. Okay, girls, now what?

Single & wrinkled...the update