Thirty and flirty
It’s odd entering the dating world a few years from 60. People my age now come with upgrades, add-ons, and additional DLC that are not included in the initial release. When you’ve been married, had kids, and effectively retired you have a whole new checklist for the other person in the dating equation. Earlier in my life I may have hoped for someone with a good job, family I could get along with, and similar thoughts on money spending. Now, I hope they no longer have to work, enough of their family is still alive I can get a ride to the airport when I need, and they don’t owe money to “Frankie three-fingers” or “Wanda the Waxer”.
The pervasiveness of dating apps at least helps with doing some winnowing of the pool of matches. Some of the discovery phase of the trial has been made more efficient. Still pretty crazy-making for me though.
The canine unit has now hit 32 pounds, and is seven months old. She’s SO much less bitey than she used to be, and normally just a great dog. We spent a couple days camping and looking at properties, and she was such a good doggo spending time in the cab of the truck not only during the drive but when I was inside looking at houses.
We stayed at a natural hot spring - which is code for “stinky hippie camp” - and the Casita was great to have and be in. Below is a picture of sunset one of the nights. Pretty colors.
In addition, Cardiff spent time with my parents prior to the trip and made a splash on a Facebook group my mother frequents, eventually getting over 1200 ‘likes’ at the end of the day. I still haven’t gotten any phone calls from movie producers or anyone wanting to do her life story yet. Nope - just checked again - still nothing.
And for those of you who can’t get enough of my incessantly produced AI images, here are some more to ogle over. Again, spanning a large subject base and style.
