Plenty of fish in the sea? Well not in my pond!

Whilst sitting on my rather large sofa on Sunday watching the West Wing box set, my mind wandered. The last few weeks I have had a slight heavy heart. This came about following a conversation with a friend who smugly made me realise that the small pool of men that I am currently swimming in is going to getting smaller, and smaller the older I get.

I replayed the conversation in my head as I drooled over Sam (played by Rob Lowe- I swear that man gets hotter the older he gets). That was when I realised that to be able to keep it at reasonable size, I need to open up the borders that I set up 10 years. You see, us women (and some sissy metro sexual men) happily set up borders in our early 20's so as to ensure that undesirable men who do not meet our requirements get an automatic "no" you may not enter.

This opening of dating borders decision was not reached lightly. I must admit that I will not open all my borders, I mean that would just be madness. So what borders am I considering widening? Well I am thinking that my "only black men" rule which I have been abiding too since I entered the dating game could do with a slight widening. Sure, I have once or twice dilly daddled with men who were not black, but I never took it too seriously. I was just whetting my appetite.

To continue, my "only black men" rule is not so much a rule but a preference. I am majorly attracted to the beauty of a black man. It is not so much a race thing, but more to do with what makes me tick, and whenever I am in the company of a handsome black man my clock ticks and tocks, it is just a shame that not many are available in my petite pond- sigh.

So the reality of it is that maybe if I do not limit myself with my preference for only black guys, maybe, just maybe I might find someone to stand still with for a minute. Someone who I would never have picked out for myself 10 years ago.

It is true that he could end up being the handsome black man of my dreams, but then again he could so easily just be a handsome man who loves me warts and all. But let me be clear there is one rule/border that I wont budge on and that is 'the man should be tall' (6ft and over) because Lord knows I refuse to give up my beloved heels for a vertically challenged man, because that will be asking way too much of me, i kid you not!!!


LSGS