I'm about a week late on this but thought I'd share a few tidbits from my holiday weekend.
It started with a Thanksgiving Dinner with friends and there were two 80-year-old women there with different perspectives on their sex lives or lack thereof. One was lamenting that she hadn't been touched in three years or so and has even been online trying to find a guy even though she is on oxygen. The other one said she is tired of taking her clothes off in front of men and has no interest. What a different perspective from two women of the same age. The one who wants to be touched likes hugs on arrival and leaving. And you must wonder how this subject came up at Thanksgiving Dinner. Like in my blog, I like to ask questions and listen to the answers but the one who isn't isn't interested brought it up out of the blue. I knew the other one so I was familiar with her story.
And then there's the daughter of one of the 80 year olds who's in her 50s and has been divorced for about three years and found a guy who loves her but she feels she shouldn't grab the first one who comes along without jumping into the dating pool so she is trying online. But she says she is a klutz with computers and having trouble signing on. Meanwhile, the guy said he'd wait for her. I don't know what advice I'd give in her situation. Whether it is best to go for it with the guy she knows or try to check out alternatives. I guess if she isn't sure enough about the guy she might as well check out the pool.
Then on Saturday I flew up to New York on a weekend business trip. The weekend after Thanksgiving is not usually the best time to travel because the planes are jammed but there were no delays. And by coincidence my younger daughter and her boyfriend planned to be there that weekend without me knowing I was going to be there. So we had lunch and then went to the Museum of Natural History where they have more dinosaurs than you imgine and rocks that are billions of years old. Hard not to believe in evolution when you see the exhibits.
My daughter and her boyfriend have been going together for a year and we are wondering if he will pop the question at Christmas time. I never thought she could find a guy so compatible with her. To give you an idea, she doesn't shop at one well known chain because she feels they exploit their workers and she goes online before she buys clothes to see if they are made by people who get a living wage. And she spent two years on a volunteer program in a Third World country and now works for the non profit recruiting new volunteers. And he also works for a non profit involved in commuity development. So I think they are a good match but I have a don't ask, don't tell policy about their future.
Then that night I went to dinner with a former colleague at a restaurant called Josephine's that is a tribune to Josephine Baker (you can google her if you don't recognize the name and are interested) and one of her relatives is involved in running it. They have a topless picture of her on one wall. The meal was delicious and then that night we saw the play called Lombardi about Vince Lombardi. For our non football fans and for our friends outside the USA, he was a legendary football coach.
Also interesting to see how 42nd St. has changed. It's where they drop the ball on New Year's Eve. They ran an article in the NY Times Saturday if you are interested with before and after pictures. It used to be a seedy street with porn shops and adult theaters and now it has been gentrified. Times change.
So it was a fun day. Always good to get back to Manhattan.
Oh, at the restaurant they were advertising a Christmas Eve dinner and had a quote from the late playwright Wendy Wasserstein (you can google her if you want) that said something like the saddest thing in the world is to wake up on Christmas morn and not be a child. I would amend that to say that it's OK to be an adult as long as there is a child in the house. Christmas is more fun with young kids. And our grandkids are 8 and 7 so we don't have many Santa Claus years left.
That reminds me of when our older daughter was bugging us that there was no Santa and we were afraid she would blab to the younger one. So we told her and I will never forget the look on her face. It was like she still wanted to believe. And she never told the younger one.
Speaking of the grandkids, if you are a regular reader, you might remember that I had to be at Target early Sunday morning a couple of weeks back to get Nintendo games on sale for the grandkids. Well last week, my older daughter called and said they were now $6 cheaper and I had to take the receipt and get a $12 refund. She is a hawk for watching those circulars for deals. If they reduce them again, I will probably have to make another visit. And I had to visit that store my younger daughter refuses to shop at to pick something else out. They were raised in the same family 14 months apart and are so different. Go figure.
Anyway, if you read all the way to the bottom, I hope your eyes didn't glaze over reading my ramblings. Nothing sexy in this post but hope you don't mind a change of pace.
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