Dating After 40: Do Any of Us Really Know What We Are Doing?

Ok, I really don't blog too much about things that aren't mine to tell...but this was too good to pass up. Last night Gavin told me a story I have to believe because it was just too crazy to have been fabricated. It was a story about when he was 18 and living in CA that he was the boy toy to a famous singer from one of my all time favorite bands for about a 2 month time period. This is not the point of the story. He was telling me that Ms. Nicks was such a coke fiend that she could no longer snort it (and this was 20+ yrs ago, as he's 41 now). Instead, she would give him a $1000 to go buy it, he would then put it into a straw, and wait for it...blow it up her ass. I was actually left a little speechless by this, which is something in and of itself. Of course then I started thinking about it... Today I was sitting on the beach and decided to share this tale with Miranda and our friend, Josie. After about 45 minutes of texting, I was questioning if this mode of use would rea...

As I said in the last post, it was a 3 day weekend! So, I woke up yesterday incredibly hungover from my big wine night with Gavin on Sunday. I'd promised Chloe and some other kids that I would take them to the zoo and Chuck E. Cheese. Please someone tell me WHY I thought drinking a gallon of wine the night before was a good plan...because it was NOT. I managed to get some water, Diet Dr. Pepper, and McDonald's into my body so that I started to feel slightly human again and headed off to drop Russell to the airport and the kids to this excursion. Gavin called and asked if he could take them all to the beach when I got back. I said I'd call him. When I finished playing in the bottom lairs of hell, I called him from my couch wiped out. He said he had stuff for dinner if I hadn't started anything yet and wanted to come over and prep that before he took the kids. Why, yes...yes you can. He came over and prepped our dinner, took my kid to the beach with the others, and then ...

So last night Grandpa Twin came up to see me. He’s been on a very manly fishing trip for a week and “hasn’t been able to get me out of his mind.” I had a softball game but I felt like I needed a little TLC so I told him to come on up and we could hang out, go to my game, and then do a late dinner. Of course, he jumped at the chance LOL. So he came up and honestly, he was looking pretty darn cute. Seems he’d decided to grow a little scruffy facial hair on his fishing trip and it definitely made him look slightly less pink cotton candy cloud sweet than normal. He greeted me with a big kiss and immediately wanted to lay his head in my lap. I know, slightly gag worthy, but remember he’s coming out of a horrendous divorce and I think his ex was a real bitch so I don’t mind being a little sweeter than my normal self for him. We hung out for a little while and compared war wounds – me with my sprained ankle and he with a bruised rib that happend fishing – then headed off to my game....

What makes a kiss a great to you? Passion.  There's a fine line between enough tongue and too much tongue as well as way too fast sword fighting and way to slow did he fall asleep with his tongue in my mouth.  A kiss is always better if their hands are holding my face or buried in my hair. If I have to wipe my face off afterward, that's just disgusting. - Miranda The chemistry of the person I'm with - I love kissing a lot. Clark is an amazing kisser. I could kiss that man for hours. Russell was a horrible kisser (guess that should have been my sign). I hate a lot of tongue and definitely not a fan of sloppy. I like someone that is gentle but firm at the same time. - Jules Who it's with. - Gwyn On a scale of 1-10, how open are you to trying new sexual things? A 5 - totally depends on who I'm with and how much I've had to drink. LOL - Miranda Um, if I said anything other than a 10 I'd be lying. - Jules 8, 10 if I'm drunk . - Gwyn Wash up, cuddl...

Oh my this was an interesting weekend in my little world! Saturday morning, I texted Clark to find out the plans for that evening so I could pack up my stuff accordingly on the way to taking Chloe to a birthday party. He was really an ass and non-committal, so I told him I guess that meant he really didn't want to see me and I would make other plans. As I was leaving to go to the beach before dropping Chloe off, Gavin called me to see what I was up to and invited us to come to the beach he was on to watch him surf. Um, ok! I've seen pics and video of him surfing, but haven't actually seen him live until then. O-M-G if my kid hadn't been there, I would have been all over him. He was smoking hot out there in the water. It was amazing to watch. I swear I was drooling at one point. I dropped Chloe off and still no word from Clark. I was pissed, but Gavin said he would come over that night after he went to a party at his boss' house...so whatever. Well, I was sitting a...

Well I’ve been predicting that my date tonight with College Crush would be make or break and turns out I was even more right than I knew.   Thursday when I was having dinner with FJB, College Crush texted me incessantly – like 10 times in the space of a couple hours.   I had told him earlier in the day that I was having dinner and hanging out with a friend that night but all those texts were pretty much “what are you doing” “who are you with.”   I did finally answer a couple texts and reminded him that I actually pushed the truth so far as to say I was with a girlfriend so he’d chill out.   Friday I didn’t hear from him hardly any.   Gwyn convinced me skip out on work and we made a mad dash to IKEA and bought the store out.   IKEA is in College Crush’s town so I texted him essentially inviting him to join us.   No response.   I figured he was mad about Thursday night.   So we are on the way home, several hours later, and he texts me and a...

There hasn't been anything really blogworthy going on the latter part of this week, which is good. I had enough drama at the beginning of it. Gavin keeps calling me and telling me his troubles in life and I listen patiently (mostly). Sometimes I yell at him to make some changes or shut up, but mostly I listen. I'm trying to be a good friend, as he obviously needs one. He is back with the gf, can't remember if I mentioned that or not. He asked me the other day if I would ever have a three way with her. I almost wrecked my car getting "Hell no" out of my mouth. I told him I actually have to NOT think about her in order to be able to fuck him b/c I think she's nasty. I also told him that I've never heard anyone (including him) say anything nice about her. Then, he tried and really it was kind of sad b/c he kind of couldn't. I was supposed to see him Thursday, but I went to Clark's instead. I felt a little bad about the whole situation. Here's ho...