Friday night, I went out for drinks and appetizers with my dear friend Diane. We went to Murray’s, which is an excellent steakhouse in Minneapolis. For those of you who’ve never been, I highly suggest you check it out. They have my new favorite appetizer, “The Frickle”. It’s a gourmet fried pickle and it’s to die for!
Anywho…Diane and I were discussing (okay, bitching) about our dating woes. She has been single for decades and therefore has suffered immeasurably. I told her I was the bubonic plague of online dating and she told me to shut up.
Diane pulled out her phone and showed me the men that have contacted her on Ourtime.com. It’s a dating site for those 50 and older. My dear friend is 65 but looks and acts much, much younger. It’s good and bad. Good because she looks great and is a hell of a lot of fun to hang out with. Bad because the guys that are her age look like they’re knocking on heaven’s door.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the look of disgust on her face as she showed me these fossils and their profiles. One after another…it was like a zombie pictorial. All of a sudden, I didn’t feel so bad. I may be the bubonic plague but at least I’m not getting hit on by the walking dead.
Confused Woman! 
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