Time passes, things change!

Wow, I thought I'd start this blog to talk about the dating woes of a 50 year old, and I had a heck of a lot of horror stories to tell! But, now my life has shifted so far to in a different direction it even surprises me. Ask me to tell you more, I will...

The Bad Christmas Night Date...

Ok, I'm all prepped out to meet a man, we're going to see the movies. I'm lookin' good, pretty little pink sparkley lace top on (Sparkles because it's Christmas...) I've got my tightest blue jeans on cuz I was given grief once by my girl friend who critiques my dating wear. The time I wore baggy jeans on a date she let me know that wasn't good...

So, I go to theater to meet this date, and he shows up with basketball shorts, a baggy sweatshirt and a ball cap (that he never took off...) BUT the ball cap is turned around backwards. I'm thinkin' ok, I'll let it go that's he's dressed like a 14 year old that's meeting his buddies even tho he's 40 something...

Then, he smiles. Well, that's nice, a smile is nice but dude! Check out the teeth before you go on a date! If you just ate dinner at your mama's house and had a couple of biscuits and forgot to brush it's not gonna give a gal a good first impression! But, I think it was more just a case of poor dental hygiene, and that is gross...


The movie is good, but going to see a movie on the first date doesn't allow for much conversation and getting to know each other. Leave movies for the later dates, when it's time to try to put a casual move on the gal, right? After the movie, I'm ready to go home and call it a thumbs down but he wants to go have something to eat and spend more time so we go to the Ale House. All harmless, I'm ready to go home!

This is the part that's yukky. My date walks me to my car and wants to give me a kiss good night. Um, on a first date? Well, ok, BUT Mr. Yukky Teeth wants to shove his entire tongue down my throat... now that just ain't right. And all the while I'm thinking 'bout those biscuit bits stuck on his teeth... Yikes!

Am I being too critical? You be the judge.

My next dating bomb... Mr. I Wanna Give You Back Rubs and Snuggle On The Couch... and I'll call you tomorrow and we can get together on Saturday night... I'll call you tomorrow Sweet Heart... blah blah blah, yeah, he never called...

Let's Just Get This Straight

My name is Robin, and I'm almost 50. Let's just get this straight right off the bat, I'm hot! I don't think anyone would guess I'm pushing 50... That said, I can't understand why I can't get a date. Ok, Let's quantify that one too... A date with someone I would actually enjoy being with!

More Later, I'll post pictures and you guys and gals can rate me. Let me hear about your disaster tales, I'll fill you in on some past ones as well as the ones I'm sure will continue to happen..

First up: My Christmas Eve 2007 nightmare date...