I've found that as I've gotten older, physical appearance has become less important. Not that I don't have my preferences (I do), but I would much rather date someone that I can actually enjoy spending time with over someone that's a total hardbody but that makes me want to smother them with a pillow every third word.
Also, YES. Dear God yes. Please stop telling me that I need to stop drinking so much coffee while you shove your second Big Mac into your mouth. Or that I need to eat more than two meals a day when that keeps me perfectly content. I don't like breakfast, sue me. On the rare occasion I actually eat that early, I tend to be too full for lunch. So what, that's just how my body works, leave me alone.