Back in the saddle again - and pissed off.

Well, I'm about to go out on a date with a guy that I met on eHarmony. I have to say I'm looking forward to it. We've spoken on the phone for over four hours (not all at once) and we seem to have a lot in common. We're going to play paddle tennis and have lunch. I'm just sorry he's seeing me in shorts right off the bat. I was hoping to work up to something like that after I lost about 10 pounds. Well, no such luck now.

In some ways I can't believe I have a date. Dating in your 50's is not the same as dating in your 20s or 30s. My flirting muscles are rusty. We'll just have to see what happens.

Which brings me to a friend's reaction when I told her I was going out on my first date since my divorce two years ago. She didn't seem very excited for me. But I'm sorry to say that I have come to expect that from her. That's sort of her MO. What surprised me was what she asked me. I had been telling her some of this guy's background..."He seems like a good guy...he loves to travel...he's creative, which I love." And my good friend of almost 20 years said:

What the fuck is that all about? Of course he knows how old I am. It's in my bio. He's a year younger than me. And unlike most men in their 50s, he doesn't seem desperate for a younger match.

 As if at 54, I'm too old for anyone to be interested in.

 "Does he know how old you are?"

 As if I would have to lie to get a date.

Wow, you know the more I write it. The angrier I get...