Dating in Baltimore When You Are Over 50!
I call it hysterical! As the owner of two online dating websites (one for Black Singles and one for Senior Singles) AND a black dating service (I give dating events) you would think I could at least find some dateable men.
YOU would be wrong! Dating in Baltimore for a woman over 50 such as myself is a mind boggling undertaking.
What I considered would be relatively easy has proven to be difficult beyond measure.
It was almost two years since my husband's death before I even considered "dating" again.
The gentleman was really nice, could hold a conversation but was not really my type.
Now mind you, my type has been all over the planet so I don't have a type per se.
However, he was not "it.
" That indefinable "it" that lets you know up front just how far to take this thing.
So, for me, right now I am taking everything very slowly.
Being a widow does have its advantages.
One of the advantages is it will buy you time.
So even when I KNOW this is going absolutely no where, most men have the common sense and tact not to rush or push me.
Great for me.
With the apparent slim pickings here in Baltimore, slow is the only way to go.
I have been just friends with a man only to find out six months down the road that I really REALLY like this guy.
So my method is to take my time, feel the gentleman out and let things unfold as they may.
But fellas, I KNOW you (theelusive good man) is out there but please help a sister out! While I will admit I have been a little spoiled (my husband dressed his self and me very well and was always pretty slim), I am not yet ready to deal with massive beer bellies, nose or heaven forbid ear hairs!Nor am I willing to be seen in public with some one who has on plaids with prints (wtf) or squeaky leather shoes, let alone sandals with crusty feet.
What is going ON? And yes, I know I am not the "fly girl" or as slim as I used to be either.
However, I do dress myself with care most days and have never mixed plaids with prints (actually, I seldom wear plaids or prints).
I prefer not to see my "date" in them either.
I never could understand wives who dressed their husband's but believe me I get it NOW.
It is quite painful.
You just cannot tell a new "potential" man that you would love to show them a great place to buy men's clothes(can you)? Inquiring minds do want to know.
OK so, yes, I do judge all my friends on their character, ability to hold a great conversation (not the one sided conversation where he talks and I yawn), but a real conversation that stimulates your mind, along with a good sense of humor and adventure.
One of a woman's most erogenous zones has always been between her ears.
Most women don't realize thisuntil their innate "hotness" has worn off, AND the man of their choice now is sporting one of those beer bellies.
Gentlemen, my ladies in the Hurry Dates in Black dating base (and I) are looking for you.
Youknow how to hold a great conversation, and have the character, integrity and sense of humor we seek.
You can dress yourself and, if you can't, you have the sense to ask for assistance.
To take me to dinner a few times does not constitute an invitation to spend the night (What? You want to stay here?) I need just a little more than that.
Most real women do!I can assist with the dressing as needed, but please get rid of those PLAIDS AND PRINTS! A man who can talk and listen is what I am seeking.
A man who takes his responsibilities seriously.
but take his self lightly.
A great sense of humor and adventure is always a plus.
Integrity and honesty with faith in God and the power of a great relationship rounds out the perfect package.
This is a wonderful time in life, truly golden.
We (women) can do this alone, but would rather be with you! If this is you, hit me on my website.
Ladies, happy hunting and good luck to you!