This grey-haired, overweight, almost 60 year old is ready to swoon over a much younger man, one who she's only seen once on the internet, this morning!
Where do I start? I'm so twitterpated after viewing the YouTube clip of Mark Grist rapping about why he prefers girls who read that I don't know where to begin this Post.
I'll contextualise my response for you so that you can share my marvelling at a universe of co-incidences. There are three strands. One: I'm writing romance and analysing characterisations of romantic heroes, and rejecting males who dominate verbally, emotionally and especially physically. Two: Yesterday I downloaded a Kindle edition of 'Fifty Shades of Grey' to see what all the fuss was about, my particular peers not having whispered a word to me - yet. What is wrong with my friends??!! Three: And last week I reconnected with a boyfriend from my early twenties. I'll begin with the last point.
Last Friday my husband and I had lunch with an old boyfriend of mine. We've all been good friends for years, although because our communication carriers of personal choice are out of synch over the three hundred kilometres between our homes we don't connect. He uses his mobile phone and rings on his homeward commute when I'm cooking dinner, whereas I prefer to email, Facebook and blog. Technology is the reason we don't link up much.
We were in Sydney, we had a small window of opportunity to meet face to face. I didn't mind him noticing my limp, after all he hasn't seen me for quite some time and I do have a leg problem. What rocked me was that he had also noticed my tractor tyre tread shoes! And there was I wishing that he would engage me in conversation about some of my blog posts, that he would remember that I had always been a girl who reads!! I may not have been the size 8, long-haired girl he'd dated, but I was still a girl who reads.
Morning television yesterday included an interview with two Gen X women discussing 'Fifty Shades of Grey'. Yes I'd read about it in the SMH and wasn't that tempted to read it. I'm not a prude. It's just that I don't get women who reject controlling men in their real lives, yet like to be dominated by a man in their fantasy life. After viewing the discussion I thought I'd see what all the fuss was about. I will get around to it, it's just that I wanted to read the Australian Historical journal paper on nineteenth century women's opinions on the alcohol habits of their spouses, and then watch MKR and cross-stitch last night. And this morning I got carried away reading 'Oceans of Consolation', David Fitzpatrick's book about Irish immigration to Australia in the nineteenth century and his analysis of their correspondence back home. And then I booted up my computer and checked Facebook. I've given James' e-book a cursory look. I will get on to it soonish no doubt.
What can I say about Mark Grist, but all power to the boy! What a teacher he must have been! What an even better, bigger class he is transferring to with his career change!