legacies from the men in my life

And I don’t mean money. I mean culture, understood in the widest sense.
Whatever about the men, intimacy with them put me in touch with a wide variety of microcultures.
I wonder what legacies, if any, they have from me.
* * *
from my first husband
Agatha [...]

mimi the cockeyed optimist

My ‘faithful reader’ PT wrote the following comment to the previous post. I should say that I have absolutely no idea who PT is; I know nothing more about her than she (assuming PT’s gender is as represented) has revealed in her many comments since her first one on June 5, 2007. And [...]

and it came to pass…(part 2)

‘ A KEEPER’ (Saturday 2 August, c. 8:30 pm)
I can’t remember what if anything I said that provoked this comment. During the wedding dinner Plan C, seated on my left, turned to me and said, ‘You could be a keeper.’
* * *
My first response: pleasure. I was [...]

and it came to pass…(part 1)

the sister
‘Have you tried Astroglide?’ I asked.
* * *
Plan C’s sister (PCS) nodded; she had tried it, and Astroglide didn’t work for her.
* * *
I had been talking tête-à-tête with PCS for 90 seconds before the subject of vaginal [...]

‘you’ve got the goods’

I couldn’t decide whether to title this post with a line from Macbeth — ‘if it were done when ’tis done, then ’twere well it were done quickly’ — or a line from my very nice wise shrink — ‘You’ve got the goods.’
The line from Shakespeare would apply to what I’m planning to [...]

Practicing on my thumb and other thoughts of an almost-single sexagenarian woman

friday june 20th 11:45 a.m.
I’m at Cornelia, the midtown spa to which Plan C gave me a gift certificate, the polish on my toenails drying after a pedicure.
Tears are rolling down my cheeks.
Why?
The music playing is “Let’s fall in love” (Harold Arlen) followed by “They can’t take that away from me” (Gershwin), [...]

’sex and the city’: the ultimate post-modern live-blogged hypertext review of the film and its audience, by a middle-aged dater who saw it with her 66-yr-old internet-met boyfriend

7 p.m. friday 30 may. we are there to be seen
Of course we are there to be seen; why else would Plan C and I set foot out of doors? Why else does anyone ever go out? And when you’re going to an AMC multiplex an hour from Manhattan, you know the [...]

before seeing ’sex and the city’ (the film)

Well, before seeing the rest of it, that is: on the New York Times web site and I suppose lots of other places on the web, you can see so many trailers that you wonder what’s left un-previewed.
In one sequence, Carrie is reading ‘Cinderella’ to a four-year-old girl, and as she closes the [...]

soundbites for groundhog day: puppies, owls, & the New York primary

from RS (Rolly’s shrink), my new & excellent psychiatrist
I was telling him about SDF, and how SDF with his groping was not the slightest bit threatening, really just like a puppy that won’t stop jumping on you. And I quoted the apologetic note SDF sent (see the Comments).
Then I was telling him about [...]

a weekend with strangers, part 1: the tardy psychiatrist, the rocking synagogue, the Brooklyn Bridge

This weekend, 18-20 January, is dominated by plans with people I’ve never met before.
the tardy psychiatrist
This is the shrink recommended by Rolly’s shrink.
Thoughts beforehand:
I liked Rolly’s shrink [henceforth RS]; he’s the kind of man i’d like to — yeah, date; or go to for therapy. I hope the guy he [...]