Dating apps have been suggested. I finally downloaded one and I even set up a profile which is a new thing for me. I've never gone that far. I linked it to my Facebook, but I'm not committed to the idea of meeting someone online or through an app. I still have ideas of going to a bar and having someone brave enough to introduce himself do so. I may need to go to more bars since I've gone to two this year and both times were with co-workers. And I don't drink often, so maybe another venue . . . Either way, the apps with horrible pictures and occupations don't tell me anything I need to know. I don't know how expressive they are when a thought is fighting to get past teeth and tongue. I don't know if my pulse would race. All the app tells me are the two very last things I would ever base a relationship on: looks and occupation. My dress, wedding, honeymoon and rings were all under $500, combined. I'm that hopeless romantic that finds my home is wherever I've placed my heart and the practical aspects of survival can always be worked out.
I'm likely to fall in love with a body after I've spent at least a conversation with the person it belongs to. I need my mind stroked with what makes him who he is. I like to people watch and so much is found in body language and the sensory aspects of human interactions. I love to watch a man with kids. You can see his patience, and how engaged he is. If he doesn't have time for the leadership kids require, I'm not likely to want to follow him. I love watching babies learn new things. You can see the wonder light up their whole face. That same open expression is what makes me love watching a man, deep in thought or debating the next phrase out of his mouth. I love wondering what was on his mind and what he really needed to stop himself from saying. It can keep me up at night, without complaint. I'm not a fan of a good poker face. I love to watch a man interact with other people. How does he treat the server filling his cup? How does he treat the people that can't offer him anything other than a smile? That matters and can look a lot like sexy feels. One of my favorites on Instagram is HOTDUDESREADING. I love a good book and to see a guy reading is such a thrill. Especially if he looks like they do on that Instagram account. These are the things that give me that lovely spark that starts in my lower belly and consumes every possible thought thereafter. I love the reactions on a guy that I'm flirting with. I like it when he's a little shy and doesn't know how to react when I've just given him a mental undressing. I prefer that to the guys that do it right back with aggression. (I can't justify my double standards, so don't bother asking.) You don't feel all of that in browsing through an app.
My taste in looks varies. Most of the time it doesn't matter. It's always a bonus to have a firm hip girdle or defined abs. I like a man who can pick me up and make me feel weightless, but I can find a feature or two I adore, and love goggles blind me to the rest. (I know some of you have seen the men I've dated. It's okay to laugh right now.) I have overlooked personal hygiene, but again, I can see a bonus and add apple points accordingly. If my mind is on fire then the rest falls into place. I've loved men with salt and pepper hair and striking blue eyes (during my teens when I had a thing for older men, but it's still hotness). I've dated heavy men, and men so skinny I wanted to feed them, and felt I could tackle them in a gridiron scrimmage. We won't detail my adventures in sacking that quarterback. I've dated boys whose parents were Mexican, Armenian, Guatemalan, Bolivian, Filipino, German, El Salvadorean, and then there were the ones I never even bothered to ask. I won't say I'm equal opportunity, but I don't discriminate either. Michael Jackson said it best when he sang, "it don't matter if you're Black or White." Been there too.
You can't find what I like to look for in an app, and I'm not feeling so lonely that I need to find something immediately. I think sexual attraction can be decided in the first two minutes of seeing a person, but where I'm at emotionally means I expect more. I'm a patient person and I'm an optimistic person. I can wait until it's right and browsing through an app in bed doesn't feel right. I think my old might be showing, but I'm not about to tuck it back in.