June 5, 2010
No Sex in the City…..
I have been pondering the “no sex” option on the menu of life. I must say I don’t find it very appetizing. I know people who are on that diet, and they seem fine, but I wonder how they are getting all the nutrients a body needs. I know my body needs them.
I love the scene in “Sex in the City 2” where Samantha is splayed on the ground in the Abu Dhabi marketplace, gathering the condoms that fell out of her purse while shocked citizens watch, and she is screaming, “Yes!!! I have sex!!!” But I don’t want to be Samantha. She seems too desperate, too lewd. That’s not me.
People have suggested, after my ending a relationship that was very physical, that I should be celibate. Have I ever tried it? Of course I have, I was married for 14 years! And in my crazy twenties, I had lots of sex, but was never in a relationship. I don’t want that either. Friends with benefits sounds good, but I don’t know if I could do it.
I think everyone wants love. But what does a person do if she isn’t looking to meet someone right now, but still wants to have fun? No one my age is like me. Everyone I know is married, or boring, or both. People don’t go out dancing and grooving at my age (47), at least no one I know. If Samantha was real, we’d have a great time together. But I don’t know her.
I hate going out alone; I feel like a predator. I want to go out dancing, flirt and talk, and go home to my dog. If I meet someone I like, fine. If not, that’s okay too. I thought I might go on Craig’s list and find a similar-minded girlfriend to run around with on weekends. Okay, Craig’s List: strictly platonic. As I scrolled through ads to see who was on there, I was treated to several pictures of disembodied penises. Really, guys? You post pictures of your penis on Craig’s List? Ewww. I felt like bleaching my eyeballs after that.
Back to Square One. Sexless in the City. Maybe I’ll try it for a while.