Anniversary of the beginning of a relationship that went nowhere fast

A year ago yesterday, Friday October 27, 2006, I had my first date with Rolly.
I was thinking of it yesterday, a year later, because the days turned out to be superficially similar. Of course I would have no way of remembering what I’d done a year ago if it hadn’t been for that famous/infamous [...]

I begin to date…again (June 2006)

And so it came to pass…that one year and three months after my adventure in the Providence airport, I happened to be walking through Penn Station.
I was noticing the middle-aged men and wondering which ones were 60 (I was then a mere 59).
How could you tell a man’s age? I looked at the color, [...]

from ‘dating’ to ‘relationship’: an interview

So Mimi, how’s the new relationship going??

Very well.
Going to tell us anything about it?
Oh, gee. Once it becomes that personal, it gets harder to put it on the world wide web for, you know, everyone in the world, plus Martians, plus Jupiterians, plus all the others etc to read about.
There’s something you’re not telling [...]

mimi named a ‘rockin’ girl blogger’ by lolita! but pictured as a Really Old Lady by Boinkology

An honor!
Thanks, Lolita.
An honor for anyone, but especially for a Sexagenarian.
See my blogroll for Lolita’s website.
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So I’m a ‘girl’ on one website.
On another, I’m a sort of shrivelled old lady.
See the reference to Sexagenarian and the City at http://boinkology.com/2007/08/07/twilight-sex-blogging/
in the post for 7 August.
Click on the title ‘Twilight Sex Blogging’ [...]

dinner at *his* house, 4: vignettes from a visit — The Food; First Sights; Washing the Dishes

Fourth post in a series about having dinner in the house of the man I’m dating: in this case the ‘house’ was Performer’s farmhouse in the rural hinterlands of a neighboring state.
THE FOOD
Because I’d just returned from 10 days in Europe where my eating patterns were disturbed, I was dying to get back to them. [...]

a pimple delays progress

What does that mean, you wonder?
It means that Man 1 called.
We have a date for Monday evening.
He asked me out for tonight, Friday — and I said I was busy.
I’m not.
I didn’t delay for the reason you might think, that I wanted to appear ‘booked,’ busy, not leading such a dull life that I can [...]