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Getting to first base…

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Charlie hadn’t been on a date in decades.

His friends kidded him and said he was “Rich, retired and a great catch.”

He married his first wife right out of college – everyone was doing it – it had seemed like the right thing to do. Within two years, they realized the folly of their ways and quietly divorced. She moved back East and he buried himself in Grad school then Med School. The White Coat ceremony at Columbia was a defining day in his life.

He “First-Dated” a lot of nurses in Med School and rarely had a second date. On some level, he figured there was something wrong with himself and, like two of his uncles, rolled over and became a Confirmed Bachelor. His sisters, cousins, neighbors and office staff all tried to fix him up.

He became very well respected and famous in his own right. He had three cars in the garage at his Ralph Lauren ranch-style home on the outskirts of town. Single women made a bee-line for him at social events and he never took the bait. Always a gentleman, he slipped out of and skirted conversations that pertained to his social life and lack thereof.

Charlie was 62 when he met Chellie. She was a waitress and the Club and served him breakfast every Saturday. They bantered back and forth. It took a year before he realized how much the two had in common. They had read the same books, had seen the same movies (solo) enjoyed the same Country Western singers and were curious about opera. They were like two ships -and he was patently oblivious – until he woke up.

One day, Chellie told him about the Chihuly art opening at the university. It was free to the public – she was going- did he want to met her there? He had a Chihuly chandelier hanging in his entry way and readily agreed. They met at the gallery, spent two hours examining every inch of the exhibit. They had lunch in the school cafeteria and talked for another two hours. They spoke like two old friends. It was easy and comfortable. Totally out of character, he asked her to come over for dinner – they could create something together. Chellie, agreed – one if she could bring wine and dessert.

To say they made “beautiful dinner together,” only begins to describe how the two fell in love.

The two 60-somethings actually are living happily ever after. It happens.12552537_10153816436226063_4053098047250667699_n

 

 

 

 

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Men are like fine wine

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This was sent to Page Larkin

by Evelyn J.  age 88

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A Real Man

A real man is a woman’s best friend. He will never stand her up and never let her down.

He will reassure her when she feels insecure and comfort her after a bad day.

He will inspire her to do things she never thought she could do; to live without fear and forget regret.

He will enable her to express her deepest emotions and give in to her most intimate desires.

Bronze buddah in the parkHe will make sure she always feels as though she’s the most beautiful woman in the room

and will enable her to be her most confident, sexy, seductive, and invincible self.

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No, wait!  I’m sorry…I’m thinking of wine.

Never mind.

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Here are 5 Easy Ways to get  ‘Back in the Dating Saddle’ and ride off into sunset 

  1. You’re not alone. There are 20+ million singles back in the dating game. Like you, many singles are bored playing Solitaire and are ready to play a rousing game of Hearts. Get out of the house and join a walking, hiking, biking, rowing, kayaking, birding, debate, tennis, ping-pong, or spelunking club. See Meetup.com for hundreds of organizations in your zip code.
  2. Adopt and embrace the C’est la vie Attitude. You know, life is short and why waste time? Refrain from perching over a phone waiting for it to ring or checking text/emails 10 times a day. Your mother was right: “Go outside and play.” It’s up to you – perform the ‘due diligence’ and find out where the action is (See: Top Ten Places to Meet Men and Women in Marin and SF)
  3. Be Brave.  So you are ready to start dating again? Want to get back in the saddle? There will always be a Greek chorus of friends and family urging you to get back on the horse.  If you have images of a sweet pony- ride dancing in your head, be prepared. The recent foray in dating is more like the electronic bull you remember from that John Travolta movie, Urban Cowboy.  Best advice: “Better buckle up. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.”  Get in the game and enjoy the new adventures in the unique and novel: Suddenly Single Date World
  4. Volunteer Check out sporting events, wines tastings, the Presidio, Litquake or theMill Valley Film Festival Festival- all are worthwhile and fun. See San Francisco’s two very popular organizations- St Anthony’ and Onebrick opportunities. Check Craigslist for volunteer listings – do a good deed and meet new people. Volunteers are love in motion..
  5. Your Mother was wrong: Do talk to strangers. Everyday. It’s okay, and heartily recommended that you look them in the eye, smile and say “hi” to five strangers – every single day.” Have fun in the New Year. Start now.

It’s a well-known fact: Dating at 50 is a lot more fun than dating at 20.

Think about it: you are more interesting, smarter, sexier and have way better life’s stories. And, you don’t have to ask your mom to borrow the car. Come on in, the water is delicious.

WOMEN IN LITTLE BLACK DRESSESFACT: Women Love Men Who Dance

It’s not a secret: from the Dogpatch to Daly City, the Marina to Mission Street: women all heartily agreed:

men who dance are a lot more fun and a lot more interesting.

The Take Away: Gentlemen start your lessons. Take beginner dance lessons, have fun and practice, practice, practice.

Three Local Hot Spots for dancing

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Go out in the world and work like money doesn’t matter,

Sing as if no one is listening, 

Love as if you have never been hurt, 

and Dance as if no one is watching”

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 A fear of dating?

Now is the Time to curb your “Fear of Dating”

What are you afraid of, Binkie?

So what if you are: Fresh out-of-the-box, Right off the shelf, and new to the dating game?

There are a lot of metaphors for people who are just back in the dating game. Sometimes getting back into the swing of dating can be daunting. If you have been out of the game for a while, you may notice dating today is a little more complex than it was a decade ago.

Not only is the playing field no longer level, the rules have changed, the game is faster and the uniforms are a lot shorter. The days of courting and being coy are as out dated as hot pants and polyester. Afraid to make a move? There are tons of fears, frights, scares and trepidations. There are even dating phobias which are irrational, intense, persistent fear of certain nouns (persons, places, things). For your information:

The Top Ten Common Fears Known to Single Men and Women

1. Isolophobia – fear of being alone

2. Athazagoraphobia- fear of being forgotten

3. Gamophobia – fear of marriage

4. Mageirocophobia – fear of cooking

5. Sexophobia – fear of the opposite sex

6. Gynophobia – fear of women

7. Hominophobia -fear of men

8. Clinophobia – fear of going to bed

9. Homilophobia – fear of sermons

10. Nyctophobia- fear of the dark or night.

Franklin D Roosevelt said it best:

“ The only thing we have to fear is fear itself – nameless, unreasoning, unjustified, terror which paralyzes needed efforts…”

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Smart Women – Dumb Choices?


Best ADVICE:  Hide your IQ  and 
Show your bra strap…

Hey, smarty pants!

The University of Chicago describes itself  as The place fun came to die.”

September, 1980, 24 freshmen girls sat around two large oak tables while the dorm RA, Barbara, reviewed the rules: curfew, visiting hours, and security.After her 30-minute orientation, she closed the three-ring binder, looked up and said, “That’s it. Welcome to the University of Chicago. Off the record, I’ve got one other piece of advice.  My freshmen RA told me this and I am passing on to you.  In case you’re interested in dating a guy in college: hide your IQ and show your bra strap.”

The girls had all pretended to listen to the rules and regulation part of the presentation, however when Barbara, the cool upper classman – an Amazon, with long flaxen hair, the embroidered peasant blouse, faded jeans, and cool hecho en Mexico- huaraches mentioned the words “date and men” all 24 pairs of eyes were on her.  Enrapt.

“Yeah, hide your IQ. Hey, we were all 4.0, we all had the highest SAT scores, and you were probably all student body presidents, right? And, how many of you were cheerleaders or prom queens?” The girl from Nevada raised her hand, and put it down quickly. Barbara smiled at the poor little sheep that had lost their way and quipped, “I rest my case.”

Their new idol, now seemingly smarter and sexier than an hour before, picked up her binder, scanned the room and said, “Men are intimidated by smart women. Even here. It’s a fact. I am a junior, I have been here for three long years.”

“Finally, never knock on my door before 9 am or after 9 pm.” Her back was to us as she walked out of the room and called out, “Enjoy college, girls”

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The sage advice caused an eruption of discussion and Ms Nevada said she came to Chicago to meet ‘the Susan Sontags and Mike Nichols not the Carl Sagan and Milton Friedman types.’ The girls were initially bemused and confused. Twenty years before women burned bras and now – show and tell? Cool.

Do smart women intimidate men?

There is a Mensa party every Wednesday night in San Rafael (disguised as Trivia Night at the Broken Drum) Chances are most attendees at Trivia Night graduated from Ivy League schools. You see a lot of Penn, Cal, Stanford, and MIT logos on Wednesday nights. The trivia-teams compete furiously and the questions become more and more challenging as the evening transpires. Interestingly enough, 50% of the attendees are women. Really smart women. They show and tell. The word on the street is that the women succeed at scoring – on every level…academically and socially, IQ’s in full view.

And the men enjoy the exchange and banter.

The well-intentioned advice from a 20 year old in Chicago in 1980 inspired a spate of lingerie shopping for a dozen very smart coeds and the men on campus were luckier for it.

“All this pitting of sex against sex, of quality against quality;  

all this claiming of superiority and imputing of inferiority

belong to the private-school stage of human existence where there are sides, 

and it is necessary for one side to beat another side.”

Virginia Woolf

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Divorce: a long and winding road….or a rocky road?

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Rocky Road…
not just an ice cream flavor…

Remember ~Every divorce is like a snowflake – no two are alike…

 If 50% of us are going to divorce or are in the midst of a divorce or are divorced….
What do you do to get through  the day?

 So, how does a Suddenly Single person in SAN FRANCISCO cope?

  • Attend Church?
  • Attend to exploring all forms of Chocolate?
  • Withdrawing?
  • Scouring the FunCheap for Singles Events?
  • Attending movie matinees?
  • Shopping for a hearty round of Retail Therapy?
  • Investing in and using reams of Kleenex?
  • Quick Shots of Paleo Friendly Patron Tequila?
  • Reading Best Sellers? Or mindlessly reading Danielle Steele?
  • Sitting mindlessly in front of TV wondering, “What the heck am I doing?”
  • Creating elaborate voodoo dolls of Ex and reveling in acupuncture on same.
  • Jogging around and around the Marina or Lake Merced?
  • Attending every CITY ARTS AND LECTURES event?
  • Hanging out at The HaRa or Spruce nursing mojitos? Not what you mint…
  • Cruising the Saturday morning Farmer’s Market buying bushes of basil?
  • Whining At Wine Bars? Yielding at Yield?
  • Booking way too many appointments with your therapist?
  • Attending mass, services, synagogue daily?
  • Do you find yourself pining for”The Twins” on Nob Hill?
  • Are you walking around the Grace Cathedral labyrinth multiple times?
  • Do you find yourself staring at a Thomas Kincaide painting for extended time?
  • Are you glued to CSPAN?
  • Have you tried ALL 31 Flavors?
  • Have you read Divorce for Dummies at the library, a chapter at a time,  – too embarrassed to bring it home?
  • Do you dream of meeting Michael Krasney, Charlie Rose,  Brian Lamb of CSPAN? and consider volunteering at KQED?
  • Have you “suited up” and tried jogging and remembered you hate exercise?
  • Does the Haight now seem charming?
  • Does Union Street all of a sudden seem less appealing – and much less like it was in the good old days? Where are the Henry Africa’s?  Thomas Lords? The Cooperage?

It is sobering to realize those ” kids” you see at the bar at Perry’s –  those kids may be the same age as YOUR kids… and, my dear, they have bumped you off your pedestal…it’s musical chairs and, now,  it’s their turn.

It is time: You simply need to find a new vehicle,  a fresh point of view and understanding of what the dating game looks like now. Pay no attention  to the man  behind the curtain.

Take it from me- the next chapter of your life – ACT II can be much more fulfilling…exciting…rewarding.

All it takes is vision- and stamina – some creativity and a dollop of reality.

Sure, easier said than done.  Push yourself away from the computer, the TV,   at the  fish tank and  Get up.  Put your shoes on. Get out of the house.  Go for a walk…

(That was Step One  – repeat daily)

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Waking up Suddenly Single at 57? It happens

Jimmy Jack was married- then divorced – and woke up single at 57 years old.

He had lived with his parents, college roommates, his wife and bam! All of a sudden he was relegated to a “Man Cave by IKEA”

At first, he was pumped. He was thrilled to have a “room of his own” with cool Budweiser mirrors. He bought a 45” 4K Ultra HD TV.  He started drinking out of Mason jars. To decorate, he bought framed, black and white posters of Ann Margaret and Ursula Andress and red Maserati’s. He placed them strategically around his cave. He was now feeling very cool. Hip.

He told his buddies it was fun; he could fill his freezer with ice cream and vodka and TV Dinners. Ta da!

He walked around shirtless, in old sweatpants, seven nights a week and no one criticized him or critiqued his au courant fashion statement.

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Three months later, the novelty evaporated and he was bored and lonely. He buried himself at work and avoided going home to his lonely cave each night. He had no purpose.

His sister flew in for a day to check on him. She was in shock at her big brother’s new place. She had assumed he would replicate the family home- never in 100 years did she imagine he was revert to his high school persona. She guided him into a new wardrobe. The sweat pants disappeared.

Flash forward

It took a year, some therapy, and Jimmy Jack slowly got his act together. His sister encouraged him to try online dating. She helped him get up and running on two sites. Turns out he was pretty good at first dates. Second dates were tricky – requiring more thought and candor.

Jimmy Jack dated 12 women before he met Rose. And she was different.

Ironically, they both attended the local university, and had taken the same Introduction to Engineering class, decades before. They vaguely knew one another – from afar.

Their first date he suggested going to North Beach. They walked and talked all the way to the Golden Gate Bridge and took a cab to Sausalito. After dinner, they took the last ferry back to San Francisco and kissed one another good night after a 10-hour day of mutual admiration.

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They saw each other the next day and, again, fell into easy rapport and camaraderie. Their lunch date turned into walking for hours and dinner at Le Soliel on Clement Street and time spent wandering around Green Apple Books. At 9 pm, he took her home; they made plans for dinner and a movie later that week.

Jimmy Jack – Rose preferred to call him ‘Jim” was over the moon and it was obvious Rose was smitten. And so it begins…

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Kismet, serendipity, fate – call it what you will. Romance happens. First you have to show up and get in the game. Are you willing to give it a try?

 

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And we can talk about being Suddenly Single and Dating in 2016

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Purpose

The Dating Un-Bucket List- Top 10 Tips

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 Ramona is 50+ and happy to Suddenly Single and dating in 2016.

 She will admit to having kissed a couple of frogs and to have met a passel of men she liked – she dated – and both agreed to call it a “friendship and nothing more.” Next!

As she swings through the Dating Jungle, Ramona has created her Dating Un-Bucket List.

Her Top 10 List is based on the premise: Life is short and I won’t settle.

  1. I won’t sit by the phone or the computer waiting for a man to reach out. I will be proactive and flirt – early and often.
  2. I won’t respond to a man who sends me a blurry photo of him hiding behind sunglasses and a big hat.
  3. I won’t be impressed with anyone who sends a canned greeting (Hello Angel, does God know you left heaven?)
  4. I won’t meet anyone for a date in a parking lot, a bowling alley, or the Indy 500.
  5. I won’t kiss and tell, but I might kiss again. And, again.
  6. I won’t hesitate to delete rude grumps, grouches, less than honest forthright people from my life.
  7. I won’t waste time with people who see the glass as chipped, broken or empty.
  8. I won’t miss the opportunity for a hug or a kiss. Holding hands is a priority.
  9. I promise I won’t wear Crocs, Uggs, Sweats, fanny-packs,  flannel nighties, shoulder pads, granny glasses or acid wash jeans. And, I won’t date a guy with a proclivity for all of the above.
  10. I won’t let anyone rain on my parade. Life is a cabaret. I will sing and dance like my hair is on fire.

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New member of the “Not Married Now” club?

coffee-mugs-datte_180Every day there are tons of new members in the Not Married Now Club.

We walk out of the courtroom glazed, delighted, defeated, feeling numb or ecstatic and newly appointed: divorced.

Some of us throw a party – replete with champagne and pizza – or darts and beer. Others take to their beds, and watch a full season of OccupiedBroadchurch, or Happy Valley on Netflix, barely paying attention.

Some are already enmeshed in a new relationship and seek sex, refuge and understanding.

Whatever your state (grace, confusion, ire, relief) take the proper amount of processing time.

When you are ready, gently remove and discard the shroud around your heart. It may take awhile. Or not.

Next, shred the mountains of documents and go outside.

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Go Outside:  Watch the sunrise, take a walk, enjoy/join humanity in your new identity as a Single Person : Suddenly Single Not Married Now. Free at last.

Feeling odd and out of sorts or splendid?

Take your time to return to a social whirlwind or even to a small gust of activity. Even though 50% of us have walked through the valley of divorce, like snowflakes: no two are alike.

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My friend once confided that her neighbor was going to the exact same divorce scenario as I had endured. Really?

She pleaded for me to consult with her neighbor. I reluctantly agreed – we spoke on the phone-indeed, there were a striking number of similarities.

Girls, we aim to please – it is what we do. (Oprah calls it as “The Disease to Please) I agreed to meet Jaquie for coffee.

She had six months of divorce filings, co-parenting, and attorney meetings under her belt. Evidently, I was considered “An Expert Witness” with years worth of E-Ticket divorce-land experience.

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She came to the coffee shop with her boyfriend, Clive, whose picture I had just seen on Match.com.

He stayed just a minute, said he was, “Going to pop out and go shopping.” Yes, he did shop around.

Jaquie and I fell into an easy conversation as similar as we were – we were worlds apart.

She’s been married for 9.75 years and her father-in-law was a multi-millionaire. He had invented Post-it notes or glue 0r something very significant.

She reported she had huge financial resources and that she might go back to school and become a pastry chef. She and Clive had been together for three months and she was quite smitten.

(I checked later that day, Clever Clive was alive and looking on Match.com) Red flag, sweetheart!

The more we spoke, the quicker the similarities evaporated. Our differences expanded like those skinny sponges – simply add water and, bingo! You don’t even recognize the original, flat concept. She was on her own path. Ta, ta!

Keep your divorce to yourself

Good friends may inquire about your divorce. There is no reason to bore them with the details. So, hire a therapist. Level with your therapist. Take a spinning class – do all kinds of catharsis, but don’t bore your friends and family.

Welcome to The Club

And know: when you walk into the store, the library, or the post office: 50% of the people in line are also divorced… and that group at Starbucks, and that class you are taking? Yep, truth be told: 50%.

Carpe diem, darlin. Welcome to the club, You are not alone,fireweolslsls

 

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Just Divorced: Dating like it was 1977

sad-manDating at 60…after a 35 year hiatus (aka marriage)

Roger (62, newly divorced -suddenly single) was very excited to go on his first date. His last ‘first-date’ was 35 years earlier. Then came marriage, the baby carriage and bam! Three decades later: the divorce. He was now a self-professed ‘swinging single’…did they still call it that?

His new matchmaker of choice, Match.com sent him a bevy of beauties they labeled as “Perfect matches.” Each woman looked young, seemed energetic and possibly good company.  All the women were 10-20 years his junior. He went to great lengths to align himself to a “newer model.”

He was feeling confident. He got bought designer jeans, pulled his old leather jacket out of the closet, threw away his Grandpa sweaters and got a couple new shirts at Ross. He was looking good -not a buff jock; he was fit – kind of. And he was witty- yes, he was clever. His married hiking buddies said he would “score” and they wanted the details.

He considered himself tall (over 5’9 in Dansko clogs) and a pretty good dancer. He and his soon-to-be ex-wife  had a repertoire of two dances: one Fast (kind of The Twist meets The Jerk, with a dash of West Coast Swing – it had served him well for decades) and the Waltz. Women love men who dance – he had read that.

In the beginning…

Peet’s on Fourth Street in Berkeley is a haven for first dates. His buddy, John-divorced twice, had advised him to arrive early and score a table. Roger arrived in his new jeans, old leather jacket – excited, nervous and with dry mouth.

He wondered if he should have prepared a set of questions to ask Lidia (49, Albany, 5’4, runner, baker-biker chick.)  She arrived at the table smiling, introduced herself, gave Roger a hug and sat down. She was much prettier than her picture. She was wearing running shorts and a T-shirt. Roger was visibly nervous – her confidence, and attire and ease made him even more uncomfortable.

The opening question has asked every new client, “What brings you here?” popped out of his mouth and he almost fainted when he heard himself.

She laughed and he wasn’t sure if she was laughing at him or his stupid question. He faked a laugh – and said, “I sound like an attorney – sorry.” She was gracious, did not want to a cup a coffee, and actually, only had a few minutes- something came up – she had to go.

Within five minutes, he met a beautiful woman, who stayed long enough to say “Hello” and disappear forever. So this was “Dating 2014”

Three Strikes – Yer Out!

Roger had two more dates that week. He wasn’t quite as glib as he thought he was. He couldn’t stop talking and he was boring himself. Both dates ended with someone saying “Nice to meet you – good luck – good bye.”

One afternoon, he met a very attractive women-15 years his junior-in snug, low-cut, yoga clothes and his mouth went dry in his mind went blank. She seemed bored and also remembered another engagement and dashed off.

His last date was with a “Tiger Lilly”a petite blonde from Dogpatch. Her real name “Cyndi-with-an-i” was eager to meet at La Boulange on Polk Street. She barely resembled her online photograph – she, obviously, had gained considerable weight and age and reeked of cigarettes. After a few minutes of small talk – Roger nervously excused himself and claimed he had to pick up his kids (they were both on the East coast and over 25, actually.) He was ready to throw in the dating towel.

This dating thing was harder than he thought. He went to Amazon.com and bought four books in the Dating for Dummies vein and studied.

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Next: How many “First Dates”  can a person suffer through?

2014: Sex and the suddenly single girl?

Remember the exciting, best-seller Sex and the Single Girl?.

The 1962  risqué bestseller changed the way women thought about the chase and being chaste.

Helen Gurley Brown, Cosmopolitan magazine editor, wrote the avant-garde book that instantly climbed and stayed at flying off bookshelves status.

The racy book, renown to be suggestive – in a good way- was a frothy concoction. Women in 29 countries devoured it.

Mundane copies of Good Housekeeping, Redbook and Seventeen magazines were kicked to the curb, as women basked in the sexy secrets and revolutionary advice for the 60’s.

At the time, Sex and the Single Girl was considered provocative- required reading.

(Some of us secretly smuggled our mother’s copy off the nightstand and got an instant education.)

The 1960’s model citizens: June Cleaver, Donna Reed and Marlo Thomas types were “out” and the gossamer gowned Marilyn Monroe singing “Happy Birthday, Mr. President” was “in.”

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Then and Now:
The Cosmopolitan magazine of that era was innovative and suggestive. Today’s version of the magazine is a poor little paltry ‘zine’ and a far cry from Cosmo back in the day. Today’s version is a blend of National Enquirer, True Confessions and “I was a teenage mutant nymph-oh”.

Prolific author, Gail Sheehy, famous for her best seller, Passages, later wrote Sex and the Seasoned Woman, touting the benefits of sex and the single, married, or widowed woman over 50. She cites happy stories of women 50 and 60+ happily and successfully dating men 10 and 20 years younger. The consensus?  Everyone lives happily ever and more relaxed. Is this the end? Honey, we’ve only just begun.

Blame it on the Babes in Yoga

Today more women, 50+,  are lithe, supple and sexy as a result of yoga. Yoga is that personal panacea that addresses both mind and body. Legions say no other endeavor can compete for multiple level results. Women don’t do yoga for the cute outfits, the brightly colored mats and matching bags or the Sigg water bottles; it’s all about energy, strength and focus.

Secret Bonus: clarity, agility and yoga buns. Namaste.

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Are you divorced, but not dead? Dating again at 50


solo_benchTricia had not been on a date in 24 years.

She met her now-former husband in college-married – no kids.

Twenty years flew by before he decided the younger, blonder, BMW sales gal was more his style. Bam! Tricia woke up divorced -after being confounded by the nefarious San Francisco judge, Marjorie Slabach. That’s another nightmare.

When he moved out, he took the best of everything: the best art, the best wine, the best sheets (Frette) towels, silver (Georg Jensen.) Thinking, “He’ll be back,” Tricia was compliant, numb and pretty much brain dead – for a time.

Dazed and stricken dumb, (anger had not reared her ugly little head, yet) Tricia cocooned and watched a lot of Netflix. She saw all of Madmen, Breaking Bad, Homeland, Wallender/Swedish version, Luther, and The Wire.

Then, for some reason, she was drawn to “Say, Yes to the Dress.” She wanted Randy, the star of the show – slightly sarcastic, enormously calm, the wedding dress ‘Divo,’ to be her new best friend. When she shared this last bit with her therapist, Dr Q – he strongly urged her to turn off the TV, get out of the house, and return the calls to her friends – it was time.

Friends and family had been calling, showing up and having mini- interventions, to no avail. Eventually, Tricia went back to book club, started hiking with her pals Linda and Julie, and was slowly getting back to her old self. Her patient and loyal clients re-surfaced and she eased back to work full-time.

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Beginners Luck? On the second anniversary of her divorce, Tricia was up and running on Match.com. Months before, in a pique of boredom, she had taken a look at Craigslist singles, OKCupid, and Plenty of Fish. She picked up the rope and decided to join the fun. Slowly. Edward, (San Mateo, 59, medical researcher, newly single) had been on Match.com for less than 30 minutes before Tricia sent him a quick note. He was flattered and intrigued – and wrote back. After a spate of e-mails- they spoke on the phone. For an hour. They spoke again, that night – for 90-minutes. It turns out they had mutual friends in Los Angeles, had much in common and the rest is history. They have been “an item” ever since. It happens.

It could happen to you.

Reality check No glass slippers, no magic apples or mirrors and smoke. It takes a little verve, a little nerve and a desire to “meet someone.” So you kiss a frog, get over it.

Now is the time – get social – be social – and have fun out here. Try a 7-Day Free Trial on the dating site that resonates with you. Good luck and have fun out there.

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No L-o-v-e? Facebook says Christmas is break up time

Tis the season to be jolly  HOWEVER, According to Facebook, it’s the War of the Roses time and breaking up is de rigueur.

Research done by the elves at Facebook reveals that Christmastime can be called ‘Merry EX-miss.’

Single and Afraid of Another Silent Night?

Finding yourself suddenly single can make the Christmas holiday a totally new, sometimes unsettling experience. These can be the times that try men’s and women’s souls, stamina, and spirit. 

Business Insider reveals that David McCandless did the due diligence on ‘Yuletide dating and breaking up’ by examining trends on Facebook. Research indicates breaking up at the holiday season is a so-called tradition.

Blue Christmas, indeed. And, you don’t even want to know about Mondays.  Is there really such a thing as Empirical evidence from Facebook? Who says if it’s from Facebook, it’s got to be true?

If your December dilemma

Once you were  half-of-a-couple, now you find yourself flying solo – what do you do? Get off the couch, push away from the computer and go out and play. Wear red. Listen to Christmas carols. Invest in mistletoe and wear a sprig on your lapel or on your hat.  

Scour the San Francisco Chronicle for events, read Marin’s Pacific Sun  for fun events; read Johnny Fun Cheap.

 Say ‘yes’ to every invitation to go out; go dancing; see the beautiful decorations on Union Square; master the art of making latkes; learn the words to ‘Mele Kalikimaka‘; throw a Christmas party – at home, with friends, in a small café or a pub.

Got Dates?

A passel of people (see movie Love Actually) who find themselves in the dreaded  ‘kiss-free mistletoe zone’  actively seek out sweethearts for the season. These pro-active romantics re-up on Match.com, Craigslist, Eharmony, or Plenty of Fish.

Follow suit: they smile and say, “Merry Christmas” to everyone – especially at Trader Joe’s, Bryan’s, Safeway and default to jolly and bright.

Some say ‘lose the Santa hat’ and lead with a hearty “Merry Christmas.”

(Don’t waste one minute debating the PC-ness of wishing everybody a “MC”)

And, don’t let a Facebook statistic get in the way of having a holly-jolly holiday.

Your mother was right: Go outside and play!

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