Friday, August 17, 2018

Men over 50

It seems the only need single men over 50 have for women is to care for them like a mommy. 

In talking with Bob Gordon, his only want from a partner is someone to be his caretaker when his health starts failing. “I won’t be able to reciprocate that care.” He says. “I’ll be too ill myself. I need you to take care of me.”

How depressing. 

I can’t recall the last time a man took care of me when I was sick, drove me to the doctor, sat with me in the waiting room. 

Actually 

Yes I can recall the last time it happened. 

It was circa 1995. 

I’ve always been the caregiver. 

“I don’t want to get sick!” Is their reason for not taking care of me, but it’s perfectly fine for me to get sick taking care of them. It’s perfectly fine for me to use all my free time being their mommy.

Fuck that.

No.

Seriously.

FUCK THAT! 

When people say they want someone in good shape they also mean they want someone in good health mentally, physically, and emotionally. 

My dad was high maintenance. He was an attractive man and he knew it. He knew it because women were constantly telling him how good looking he was. When people are constantly telling you you’re a good looking person, you believe it.  My dad’s walk-in closet was rather impressive. The only time I ever saw my dad dress badly was when I got him an ugly dad-shirt and/or tie for his birthday or Father’s Day, and then like a good parent dad would wear the shirt to make me happy, while proudly walking around saying, “A gift from my daughter. Isn’t it nice?” And all the women would swoon and be like, “Awwwwe! How adorable!” 

Women constantly grabbed my arm when I was a kid and hushed, “Your dad is so handsome!” 

And then one day...

When dad was about 60, he quit the game. He stopped getting his hair done. Stopped trimming his beard. Stopped paying for manicures. Got a belly. Looked like Santa Clause all year around. He was happy. He had many good years with his wife. And then they just wanted to be old. 

Old and happy.

I want that too. 

But I also want the many good years first. 

Yes I’m (almost) 50, but only 50. 

50 and in pretty decent shape with no wrinkles on my body anywhere. 

It’s ok if he’s gained some weight, losing his hair, has some wrinkles, as long as he hasn’t given up. It’s amazing how many men just give up after 50. Why?

WHY do you guys give up after 50??

If I can go through 45 years getting my period every 28 days, 7 years of perimenopause, to eventual menopause, I think men should try harder being happy, HEALTHY, and wise, even after 50. 

Especially after 50!

Contrary to popular belief, there’s a fat side of the Vegas strip AND a thin side. That’s right, a thin side. In simple terms, the fat side of the strip is Wynn, Paris, MGM, in other words where all the elevators and escalators are. Across the street however (Caesars, Aria, Cosmopolitan) is the thin side where there’s only nonstop flights of stairs and maybe one working elevator. No escalators. That’s the side I take my run on. Not only is that side of the blvd pretty empty, you’ll also get a decent workout. You’ll climb at least 10 flights of stairs and run 5 miles. It’s a good cardio workout. 

I refuse to quit. 

I always thought I’d be one of those old ladies who’d need a hip replacement, but it’s my knees and feet that are going, from all the running/walking I’ve done over the many years, and continue doing. 

I still look amazing though! 

If I’m not going to meet anyone I’d rather look 50 and not have joint pain. 

Yesterday at work I met a woman and her
daughter, who, at first glance, I thought the daughter was a kid, like a grand daughter, as in a teenager in high school, but after talking with her for a minute, it turns out the woman is 43 years old. I thought she was a teenager. Black don’t crack. Yeah no kidding. Plus she’s short like me. I met her at work so it’s not like I could ask her a bunch of personal questions like - How old were you when being carded was no longer a compliment. Trust me, women like us, who look like little kids forever, there’s an age when you just get sick of it. You know when it happened to me. I blogged about it when I got carded seeing a rated R movie back in DECEMBER 2015 That’s when I went crazy, cut off all my dyed black hair, and let my natural grey hair grow out. 

I still get carded. Assholes.

People have expectations of you when you look a certain way. I’m constantly having to remind people I’m almost 50. If I fall down, my ass is staying down for a solid two minutes before I even try getting back up again regardless if I’m hurt or not. There is no doing things in a hurry after a fall unless I’ve just had 40 oz. of caffeine and there’s a big angry dog chasing after me. — And then people look at you with the attitude of, “What the fuck is wrong with you? Get up!” 

About five years ago this guy once asked me, “At what age do women just give up?”

I don’t know. 

Unlike some women, a lot of women, I know I’m older. I know it. I accept it. I can apply for AARP in 5 months. But true to form, when you look good, you feel good. Unless she’s sick, I don’t think women should look like she just lost a fight with a gorilla when going out in public. 

Same with men.


No excuses!

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