I've found that the older I get, the stranger the men who take an interest in me tend to be. It's sort of annoying, but there isn't much I can do about it. I just have to keep sorting through the ones who flitter my way and hope that I'll find a keeper before I turn into a crone.

Of course, I could end up being one of these people who don't find their true mate until I'm well up there in years. I saw a wedding announcement in the paper the other day for a couple who were in their 70's. On one hand, its sad because they won't have much time together, but on the other it's very sweet that they did find one another and are getting married.