dating across the age barrier

i am pleased to say i recently went on a date with the cutest 29 year-old with big brown eyes and long, long lashes that would make butterflies weep.

we met online and started a flip-flirtation on ichat.

much as i enjoyed his playful nature, i couldn't help myself from pointing out, "this is fun but really you should be calling me auntie."

to which he kindly responded, "DUDE, i read your profile thoroughly! i know you've got three kids and i know how old you are."

anyway, we met up for brunch.

brunch? as you get older your wrinkles get worse as they day progresses. in the morning, just after a shower, i look fresh and rosy. and morning sunlight is so sweet and optimistic.

also, with 3 teenagers who all require picking up and dropping off on weekend evenings it is almost impossible for me to go out in the evening. the last time i tried to do something, james told sasha (then-15 and in a miniskirt) to take a cab home from a party on the westside highway and 27th st because he was already getting into bed.

then again, semi-darkness can hide a multitude of flaws especially with some good concealer...

needless to say, you've got to have an exceptional spark to do the legwork (i know, at my tired old age) to make it work across the age borders - and we didn't set off fireworks - though i was thrilled to discover he was a lovely, caring person.