I've been single for - well, too long; but I have friends and an active social life so, y'know, I get by okay (I had to resist the temptation to write "the dude abides" there, even with not capitalizing Dude). Nevertheless I'd love to find a true partner, friend, and mate - someone to share the small and large moments, to enrich each other's day with art and creativity; someone to stay home with and travel with, to come home to and who wants to come home to me; someone to share silly jokes, good food, and comfort and support as we face the inevitable "tough" parts of Life together; someone who's smart and smart-assed, wise and goofy, and knows a thing or two about a thing or two; someone who's appropriately grown-up for her years yet is still willing to let her inner child come out and play.
I'll be forthright and say that I'm simply not interested in a long-distance relationship. If you don't live in Portland proper, best of luck in your continued search.
I think this sort of self-summarizing is impossible to do well. I've done my best to make my profile both flattering AND honest...but to get a truly clear idea of who I am, please check out (at least some of) my answers to OKCupid's questions before deciding to message me. If you still haven't clicked the Back button after that, I'd prefer to get to know each other over a beverage or snack.
("Don't sweat the petty stuff, and don't pet the sweaty stuff" -- George Carlin)
My tastes are so eclectic (i.e. "incidental and spotty") that it's tough to delineate them in a meaningful, nutshell way. I like fiction, non-fiction, and humor; foreign films and Hollywood movies and comedies; many sorts of music (though jazz remains my favorite, and I'm not a fan of pop, country, rap, or opera); and Portland's many amazing restaurants offering just about every kind of cuisine ... does that help?
...keeping whimsy and silliness in my life. What is it about society, or Life in general, or something, that squeezes all the juice and verve out of so many of us in the over-40 crowd? Have we gotten caught up in the necessities of creating a career and raising kids, and in the process forgotten how to be goofy and enthusiastic and child-like? Are we so disappointed about not keeping the bodies and energy of our youth that we just gave up? Is it the burden of the awareness of encroaching mortality or the death of childhood dreams that's sucking out whatever liveliness is still left in us? Is there some reason that many of us stop learning and being surprised and constantly delighted by new knowledge? (And...what about Naomi??) I fear neither death nor losing my looks, only my will to stick around and keep having fun.
Also, y'know, World Hunger and Climate Change and War and Equality and the Ultimate Fate of Humanity. And stuff.
- you're committed to honesty and communication
- you have a high tolerance for puns
- you don't have to love the Three Stooges, but you're okay with the fact that they WILL make me giggle inanely sometimes
- you enjoy a reasonably active lifestyle
- you enjoy being read to
- you're not a huge fan of hot weather / don't mind cooler temps
- you're not a "morning person"
- you're not into Harleys, NASCAR, and/or rodeos