Long ago in a far away land there was a girl. She was a rather pretty girl, but she wasn’t so sure about that.
Still, as time went by, she became more pretty to herself,
and things started paying off.
Boys flocked for miles around, just for the chance to kneel at her feet and
buy her popcorn.
Years went by. Lots of years.
Then one day, she realized she was old. Not just older…. Old.
She remembered those things she’d read, the ones about being an older woman, and how you suddenly become invisible to men.
So she decided to try it out.
She’s at a bar. She walks up and stands there. And stands there. …
and stands some more……Hmmmmm
She raises her eyebrows as she lightly lifts her hand in the air…
(make it soft… non demanding… I know older women can be known as bitches to some).. . and she IS short, after all. Maybe…..maybe their scans didn’t reach below 5’5….. Hmm..nope. Nothin…..
She leans on her elbow, mildly irritated, broadcasting a Toe Tappin’ – Hair Pullin sorta feeling…..
….a ‘bring that bad boy over to me Now’ sort of look …..nope, not the ticket.
Hair toss. Tilt head and softly smile. “Um….Helllloooo!? Can I get a drink?” …. Twirl hair, wishing there was gum to pop right now….
How ‘Bout Lean Waaaay in, stick out arm and Grab the Barboy by
one of his appendages …..?
Am I here? she asks herself, squinting in the mirror through the bottles….
Hmmmm…guess so. … Guess they were right. I can see me, but something has happened to those guys’ eyes….
Strange… it wasn’t that long ago that they tripped over eachother to
do her bidding. It wasn’t that long that there would come knocks at the door with no warning…
Across the crowded room moments…. The Sparkletts water man going into trance over my face moments. Oh yes, and the time some mysterious fellow sent drinks over….. while sitting at the far end of the bar….. with his wife….!
What to do? Not that I’m desperate, not nearly as much as I was when it was so easy.
But it would be nice to have someone to go to the movies with…..
…eat dinner with, cuddle with.
So what does this place offer for someone like me, at this point in life….
Senior Dating! That’s the ticket. Oh ya… must be a ton of other oldies but goodies,
And I’m so damned clever, I’m bound to attract a few keepers….
So I’ll tell ya…. If nothing else, it’s good for some story telling.
And so began this little blog of mine…. The one about the Ones that Got Away, Won’t Go away, Got it Going, or Wished they could.