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46 years old •
Arizona City, United States
Candice
a woman,
looking for a man aged 49-80
Height:
5.61ft-5.9ft (171cm-180cm)
Body type:
Athletic
Hair:
Blond
Style:
Business, Fashion, Free, Sport
An ideal date:
It starts in the late afternoon somewhere peaceful, maybe a quiet trailhead or a little farm road not far from a lake. We hop in a truck or buggy, windows down or doors off, heading out to explore. It’s easy conversation no pressure, just two people being real.
We stop by the water, maybe cast a line or skip some rocks, and laugh at how bad one of us is at either (probably me). We’ve packed some snacks—nothing fancy, just stuff we both actually like—and share them while watching the sun do its thing over the horizon.
As it gets darker, a firepit gets going. There’s music playing low in the background—maybe a little Chris Stapleton or old-school rock—and we’re wrapped up in a hoodie or a blanket, watching the flames dance and just being
The ideal part? No rush. No forced conversation. Just comfort, chemistry, and that quiet kind of magic where you both know something good’s unfolding.
We stop by the water, maybe cast a line or skip some rocks, and laugh at how bad one of us is at either (probably me). We’ve packed some snacks—nothing fancy, just stuff we both actually like—and share them while watching the sun do its thing over the horizon.
As it gets darker, a firepit gets going. There’s music playing low in the background—maybe a little Chris Stapleton or old-school rock—and we’re wrapped up in a hoodie or a blanket, watching the flames dance and just being
The ideal part? No rush. No forced conversation. Just comfort, chemistry, and that quiet kind of magic where you both know something good’s unfolding.
The best birthday ever:
The morning starts with little feet tiptoeing into the bedroom, trying to be quiet but giggling too much to pull it off. The kids made breakfast—slightly burnt toast, scrambled eggs with way too much pepper, and orange juice in a wine glass because it’s a “special day.” They hand over handmade cards full of stick-figure drawings, “I love you, Mom” in crayon, and a bouquet of wildflowers they picked from the yard.
Instead of work or errands, the whole day is just ours. We pack a picnic and head to our favorite quiet park or lake spot. There’s laughter, silly games, a bit of hiking, and the kind of peace that only comes from being surrounded by the people who mean the most.
Later, we bake a cake together—more frosting on fingers and faces than on the actual cake—and cuddle up on the couch with blankets and a movie we’ve seen a hundred times but still love.
No big party. No fancy gifts. Just love, laughter, and feeling like the three of us are still whole, because we are. That’s the kind of birthday that stays with you.
Instead of work or errands, the whole day is just ours. We pack a picnic and head to our favorite quiet park or lake spot. There’s laughter, silly games, a bit of hiking, and the kind of peace that only comes from being surrounded by the people who mean the most.
Later, we bake a cake together—more frosting on fingers and faces than on the actual cake—and cuddle up on the couch with blankets and a movie we’ve seen a hundred times but still love.
No big party. No fancy gifts. Just love, laughter, and feeling like the three of us are still whole, because we are. That’s the kind of birthday that stays with you.
Interests:
Cinema, Music, Cooking, Painting, Shopping, TV, Internet
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