No more cliches about men never asking directions - we all have GPS these days! The little lady who lives in mine is a real scold when I don't do what she wants, though. Since I haven't been able to figure out how to convince her that there isn't only one way to get there, I often end up shutting her off and reverting to my handy-dandy Rand McNally Road Atlas.
It's the same way with getting to know someone - there are many paths, but no shortcuts.
I'm a tender, loving companion, a nurturer, a woman who enjoys being a woman. One with an inner femininity that's hard to define. I smell nice. I dress sexy. I'm sweet. I listen to you. I have a goofy sense of humor and do hilarious imitations. I like Groucho more than Harpo (that really is a great litmus test). I want you to teach me your individual love language, how you want to be touched, held, honored and admired as a man. You'll find me to be a warm, understanding, mature partner - a keeper.
A great date for me might be seeing a movie that has some action and suspense in it, but you're left wondering about whose side you're really on at the end. Then talking about it after at some fun local place like Funky Buddha (great craft brews). Or if it's a beautiful day, playing a round or whacking the covers off a bucket of balls at the Pompano municipal golf course. Or driving or boating up to Peanut Island for snorkeling - best to do that when it's high tide and the water is nice and clear - and then going for great local seafood and key lime pie. Or taking in a concert or hearing great jazz at Blue Jean Blues or classic rock at Fish Tales across the street. I have a lot of interests, too many to describe here. But the bottom line is, we will laugh a lot and you'll feel at ease. You'll have fun with me.
Now, all the stuff I can say about being as comfortable in a little black dress and spike heels as I am in shorts and flip-flops, or "native-spiced" Thai food versus three-alarm Texas chili doesn't mean a thing. Neither does what kind of car or truck or boat you have, or what you do/did for a living, or whether you groove to Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons or Antonio Vivaldi's Four Seasons, are all surface stuff. They're "characteristics" that don't equate to "character."
What's "character"? It's when you're truthful, honest and faithful. Your word is your bond. You're goal-oriented. You understand that there's something greater than yourself that's worth striving for. People who know you best describe as a good man. You're excited about your life and happy about your prospects. (We all have setbacks, but what counts is being able to bounce back and rise above them.)
Let's talk or just arrange to get together for coffee or a drink in a no-risk, no-stress meet-and-greet. If we both feel there's a spark, some chemistry, we can take it from there.