I am 30 years old and recently got divorced. I'm currently dating a smoking hot 19 year old girl in college. Yes. It's as awesome as it sounds.

The story:

We carpool to school/work. As we were leaving this morning, my dog was hanging out by the front door, hoping to be allowed to come to work with me again. I made a comment to her of "Wow, the dog is getting trained to lurk by the front door. I need to mix it up a little bit, I don't want to be a pushover."

She chuckled. "Are you kidding me? You're not a pushover."

"What do you mean? Letting the dog give me 'the eye' and letting her tag along is pretty weak."

"You never let anyone get away with anything. I've seen you pull the dog out of the car into the house to make her wait for permission to leave the threshold. You've spanked me and made me get out of bed to charge my phone. We're listening to book on tapes during the commute because you want us to learn. I don't think you have anything to worry about."

I stopped for a moment and realized that TRP has done me some good.