Tuesday, August 11, 2009

My Gray Hair And A Young Yummy 'Em

I'm not the type that would date a guy that is tooo old. I've never liked old men, you know, that father-figure type, the sugah daddy type.

But ummm, my name is Darlene and I have a thing for younger guys.

They seem not to be as jaded. They exude a fun and exciting energy. They have enthusiasm galore.

Whew! They have a swagger. And yep, I like jeans that sag just a lil bit so that may have something to do with it too.

I'm a bit ashamed to admit that I have dated someone that was waaaaaaaay too danggone young for me.

For men, the perfect age is half the man's age plus 7. I've heard this many times. I'm not sure if there is a rule for women but this guy broke the half age plus 7 rule.

And whew, I thought he was older. I did, I really did.

As a matter of fact, when he told me his age I was astonished. I was shaking my head. I was thinking he was going to say, "Nah, I am really 30." :)

Interestingly, he thought I was younger.

So yea, I stuck that father in my cap and felt really good about it.

I enjoyed talking to him. He was exciting. I loved to watch his face as he talked about his career goals. He was hella foxy, ooooweee, yes he was.

And oh yea, young men have a sexy defined crease in their backs -- at least the one's with nice bodies. Young bodies, young bodies, young bodies. There is nothing like a 20-something's body.

I'm not sure what he really saw in me, but he teased me about losing my curves when he found out I wanted to shed some poundage. So maybe he liked thicker, older women. I don't know.

We didn't have a lot in common but he was easy to talk to and I think he felt comfy talking to me.

One day, I was having a conversation with my bff. I told her about needing to get my rinse (semi-permanent dye) because my gray hairs were showing and I had plans to see the young man that evening.

She laughed at me. And I laughed at myself. And we laughed together.

But I think it was at that moment when I realized that if I'm worrying about my gray hair, he was too young.

And heck, I knew he was too young any way butt-er-uh, whew.

But I really don't like gray hair even if I'm dating a person my age. Heck, I hate gray hair. But my motto is I am what I am what I am what I am.

And because I am the age I am, my gray hairs sometime peak out and say chello.

Any who.

Every time I see news stories or TV shows that deal with the topic of cougars, older women dating younger men, I realize that I'm half woman and half cougar. LOLOLOL

What has been the youngest you have dated? What about the oldest? Do you prefer older or younger or your age?

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