Love going out and being as social as possible but love taking at home as well watching a good movie or spending time with family.Age 53 From Peterborough, United Kingdom Online - Yesterday Woman Seeking Man (2298 Kilometers Away) Caring and Loving person , just Love to Laugh and Love , with that special man , that most be out there somewhere ?!?As a single mom, I barely had time to get to know and date person. Before that, I’d had to log on to Ok Cupid, scroll through profiles, choose a few that didn’t seem too horrifying, message back and forth, then, in a moment of blind trust, give them my phone number like it was a precious gift.
The weekend was filled with long walks, multi-branching conversations with people stepping in and out of the discussion as they had something to add or take in, a constant array of food and drink on the massive kitchen island, games, a terrible jigsaw puzzle, hot tub shenanigans, and lots and lots of hugs and words of love and appreciation. Was I a dedicated entrepreneur, or an opportunistic hedonist? And the more the pendulum swung, the less I was able to contain the disparate aspects of my life, embracing the highest highs and desperately sucked into the lowest lows. But it’s also better (for me) than the alternative so many people in my generation live — structured, balanced, even-keeled lives of quiet contentment punctuated by the occasional big night out or trip-of-a-lifetime. I love when they come out and let loose with my band of carousers, and I love putting my feet up at their homes and watching football together.
swung wide between soused off-duty nights and attentive parenting weekends, knocking relationships sideways, swinging back through the middle ground for a short time, before drifting wildly in another direction. I know all too well the consequences of my own lifestyle — the burnt mornings; the solitary slog up my stairs to a forlorn bedroom; the days of stress and minor terror when a client goes sideways and I’m watching our revenue shift in the wrong direction; my mom asking me if I’m happy; my daughter asking if I’m lonely.
Both kids were up, the babysitter was apologizing, exasperated, and the dog wouldn’t stop barking.
Jason smiled politely and casually chatted with my kids.
“You know, you should really try dating more than one person,” Andrew said as he drove me home. “She never has to pay for dinner,” he’d said, and laughed.
We’d just had pizza at his place and sort of watched a movie while making out on the couch. I thought that after being intimate with me, he’d made his decision.
“I don’t really like kids,” one date said after we’d eaten dinner. He spoke of feminism and politics, tickling my intellectual fancy.
He walked me home and stopped to kiss me under a streetlamp.
The sky had cleared to pure blue, and the snow had melted off the golden leaves outside the picture windows.
We had a Pandora station playing Coltrane, and were drinking our first or second rounds of Manhattans when “Take Five” by Brubeck started playing — my dad’s favorite song. I joke that it’s better than the alternative, and that’s true.
When I asked whom he was with, he said he’d been seeing someone for a month or so, but it wasn’t serious since she was also dating other people.