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Monday, March 21, 2011

Well, hello Lou, how are you?

Okay, I know I have been out of touch but you see it all turned into the biggest disaster, I definitely got the answer to my question. Every kiss was wrong, every touch awkward, it felt forced and it got only worse. It wasn't that he did anything wrong, he was very skilled, it was just wrong for me. The final straw came when I saw his feet, they weren't that bad but they actually mak=de me want to hurl. If there is no chemistry in the beginning, no matter his money, hie charm, his intellect, there will never be chemistry, at least for me. Yes after the whole foot thing I had to bail, immediately. Not my finest moment, nor did it go over well with him, he became rude and short. Then the worst part came when I was unable to get thru the 2nd electronic gate at 3am and it was snowing and I had to call him to open it. He was a jerk, there was no need for that. When I got to the highway the fog was so bad I went off into the bar ditch. The car behind me happened to be driven by a handsome realtor and he called his friend to get me out and we set up a date for the following weekend. Easy come, easy go, but I do belive this guy is a total player but I need something to get my mind off last weekend. Oh man this is awful, so I apologize or leave well enough alone? Or should he apologize for being a jerk, it wasn't my fault there was no chemistry.
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Well, let me ask you this, what do you mean apologize or him apologize?  For what?  Apparently things had progressed to the point of at least one of you not having any shoes and socks on, so what went wrong?  Well, never mind what went wrong.  Leave it alone.  If he calls, he calls.  Play it by ear.  If you want to see him if he calls then go for it.  But try to remember he is still going to have the same feet that made you want to hurl.  What is it with you and feet?  I never knew this about you.  And I am a firm believer that if a man is a gentleman before the lights go out, he ought to still be one when the lights come back on.  Maybe he will send you flowers, but then again, he still has the same feet.

So back to the Real Estate guy.  What was he doing out at 3 in the morning?  You are probably right about him being a player.  Do you ever spend any quality time by yourself?  I do not remember the last time I saw 3 AM on the clock. 

You know, back to the mountain man thing.  Why try to force it?  Do you owe him something?  Seems like if it were going to work it would have worked.  No sense trying to force it.  Well, I got to go to bed.  Got a man coming early in the morning to work on the well.  Going to need a new pump I am sure.  That is going to set me back a pretty penny.  So, keep me abreast of the Real Estate Man.  I could call him REM for short.  Be funny if you are spending money to meet a man and you find one in the ditch in the middle of the night.  LOL

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Yeah , you do that, just call me Martha for short!

Actual email from my friend in Kansas City.  I thought she was dead.  I am having a little trouble remembering where we were!  LOL

See, that was what I was telling you, I have been told over and over again that people lie and then have no idea who they are meeting.
So anyway, Martha, so sorry I am not keeping you updated but this takes up all my time, I think I will hide my profile so I can inform you of all that is going on. I am still seeing the guy who is building those 2 houses, but I fear the time is growng near that I will have to take the plunge,  for he wants to take it to the next level. It has been a little over a month and he is acting like I am a prude. I have talked to many about their dating experiences and i would say that about 1/2 have sex on the first date. I don't get it, but many men have told me the women initiate it. Well, wish me luck, tomorrow is the big night! =

Del.......Well, yeah, ok, just feel free to call me what ever.  Man I thought I had lost it there for a while!  Now, no offense, but those are a couple losers if you get my drift.   I been talking to a lady here who has actually been on one of these things for a while.  Think her's is Senior something.  She is an older lady.  Here is what she told me to watch for.....she does not click on any of them.  Said she had barely gotten registered and got an email from some dude back East telling her that he was a widower with one son.  Seems his wife died when the baby was one year old.  So she checked him out and he was a looker, but 2000 miles away, so she told him probably not at that distance.  Pretty quick another one emailed her.  Now these were not flirts or winks or any of that.  Emails.  This one had a son, grown, and the guy had lost his wife in a devastating way when the boy was one year old.  Before the day was over she had 4 emails and all of them had lost the wonderful wife in a devastating way when the baby was one year old.  Course they all had one goal in life and that was to find someone as wonderful as that first wife who would love them and marry them.  All were from back East and would gladly travel to meet her.  Kind of freaked her out.  I can see some hairy guy crouched over his keyboard behind the boiler in the prison.  You women got more guts than I do.

She says she does not even look at the ones with no pictures cause they are probably in prison some where.  That or they have 3 eyes and no teeth.  Surprise!  I was looking at this site with her the other day.  It is amazing how all these guys work out, have flat stomachs, are very handsome and caring, and everything still works!  Man, I was cracking up! 

Tomorrow night is the big night for what?  You better reread that.  You were talking about how many has sex on the first date and then out of the clear blue, tomorrow night is the big night.  Methinks me needs clarification here!  lol
Let me know how that works out for you!

Lou

Thursday, March 10, 2011

This is a true story. Do not think I am making this up!

Delilah!  I have not heard from you, but I had an experience that I do so need to tell you about.  First, let me ask you about this dating thing.  I assume you meet for coffee.  Let me ask this....do you normally meet some where like Starbucks?  And why do I ask, you wonder.  Let me tell you.

I had some time to kill the other day while I was waiting to get in to see the lady at SCAP.  So I wandered in to Starbucks which is just three doors down from the office there on 4th Street.  So, I had taken my notebook and purple mechanical pencil with 0.7mm lead.  I love that thing.  I have this new purple notebook with real shiny on the outside.  You are going to be so jealous.  So, anyway I am working on another poem and I am all engrossed, you know how it goes when you write?  And I get this weird feeling that I am being watched.  So I pull my head out and look up and here stands this guy like right over me, like about 2 feet away just staring at me.  Course my first thought was that I either had spinach in my teeth or something hanging off my nose.  But here he stands and I thought maybe I was in his seat or something cause he just stood there staring at me.  By this time I am getting a little nervous.

Then the guy starts like leering at me.  Well, I took one look at that stoner behind the counter and realized I was on my own in this thing.  I said a quick prayer to all that is holy to strike this guy with a lightning bolt and give me a chance to run.  But the leering seemed to be about all that was going on.  Don't get me wrong, that was plenty.  Then he set his coffee down on the table and he set down beside me.  Then he started yapping about the roads and how he almost wound up in the ditch and carrying on like we had know each other for ever.  I was having one of those moments when I was not sure I had not wound up closer to the State Hospital then I was comfortable with when another lady came in and went to the counter.  Mr. Yap Yap Ain't I Great just kept talking.  Then the lady took another look at him and then at me and she said
"Harry?" 
And I said "Harry?" 
And he said "Martha?" 
And I  said "Martha?" 
and she said "Harry?"
And I said "Harry?"
By this time I thought we were all in an echo chamber.  
Then she got all huffy with me, and said "What are you doing?" 
And I said "What am I doing?"
And he said "Who are you?"
And I said  "Who am I?"  Cause trust me, by this time I was really beginning to wonder!

I actually felt like I had been caught committing adultery and I did not even know who this joker was.  OK, let me make a short story long and tell you these two yahoo's had apparently hooked up online and this was their first meeting and in his eagerness this guy had gotten to the coffee shop early and assumed I was Martha.  I hope the next time someone suggests that they wear name tags and leave me to hell alone.  By the time I got through explaining myself and getting out of there I was late and missed Linda.

Life sucks.  Are you still chasing men, or should I say being chased?  Don't hear from you much.

Lou

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Ah, you need advice from me? I thought you were the master!

Let me just read the email here.  Poor, dear Delilah.  Seems the dating world may be more than she is actually ready for at this point.
Hells bells, why is nothing easy Lou? I've gone on 2 dates now with this man from New York. He is 53, so he is a bit older then me and get this, he is jewish, not that that matters and he isn't a practicing jew but he brings it up alot. He has traveled the world and he is so smart and I really enjoy talking to him. We have spent 4 nights, other then the dates on the phone talking for hours and hours and it is never boring. He has a fantastic sense of humor and we laugh constantly. He is average looking, he has red curly hair, but he is only as tall as me and that is different for me. He is fairly wealthy and he is building 2 houses on this huge acerage he bought, he is living in the carraige house cause that has already been built while he builds the main house, he wants to design everything in it. A carriage house you ask, I did too, all it is is a guest house with a huge garage, go figure. then he showed me what would be the great room in the main house, great room you ask, i did too, that is only a fancy name for a huge room that is the kitchen, living room and dining room combined. Lots I don't know about the moneyed life. He sounds great, doesn't he. But, yes here comes the but, I don't think there is any chemistry. Can you grow to be physically attracted to someone? or does it have to be there from the beginning? and what the hell is it anyway, why can noone figure that out? No nothing is easy, at least in my life. Okay, I guess there are many worse situations to be in, so i won't whine anymore at least for now. talk to ya soon. Oh and I am so in love with his dog.
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Well, girl this sounds good.  Got to tell you right up front there are a couple or three things that hit me quick on this. First is the Jewish statement.  If this is going to lead to the alter it is going to need to be important. Remember SWM I dated last summer?  Catholic.  Not practicing and never bothered with church at all, but when it came to the big break up, the one where he discovered I was a Liberal (Like that was a secret! LOL) the second words out of his mouth was that we were from different backgrounds, which I took to mean religions.  So while it does not matter now, it may later, or not.

The laughing together part is a good thing and a sense of humor is probably the most important thing to have in any relationship.   And the guy can not help how tall he is   Since you are a foot taller than me, I do not think he is overly short, so don't try to tell me that this is a problem.  Now if he was the same height as me, I could see where there might be a problem.  Course a midget might be easier to control. LOL  Anyway, you understand  how important a sense of humor is, don't you?  Remember that moron you dated before you moved to Kansas City? Oh, D. try to find another one of those!! I sure enjoyed trying to get the punch line through to him...NOT!

The moneyed part would be the biggest problem with me, but I think you can overcome it.  You actually have dresses and stuff like that to make you look girlie and a certain bit of class.  So I think, if all else worked out then you could adjust to that one.  It sounds to me like his house is going to be one of those that I can tour on "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous"? The important thing here is this, where did he get this kind of money?  Did daddy give it to him or did he earn it?  If he earned it, you are good to go in that department, but if daddy gave it to him, he is probably one of those little a..holes that we tend to want to stay away from!

Ah, now the part I actually know something about...SEX!  Unfortunately I can not answer for you. I was born horny, but that is just me.  I would say if you do not find him repulsive, there is hope the little WOW button will pop up some day.  I don't think I would go for a roll in the hay hoping it pops up.  Sex complicates things right from the get go!  Puts a whole new dynamic in play, so if you are in doubt, do not introduce that variable until you are sure.  Do you need the old your body is a temple and you are the keeper of the key sermon? 

Now, dear girl, as I recall, I asked you several questions concerning the validity of this online crap and how do you weed out the ones really honest from the dreamers behind the boiler?  I am wondering how any one with lots of money and all you say has not found some little chickie on his own?  Are you sure this is his house?  Mayhap he is the caretaker?  And most important of all, what kind of dog?  That might give you some insight.  Big strong, strapping fellow with a toy poodle might send up a red flag.  Does the dog like him?  Does it like you?

Well, girlie, girl, I need to run to Walmart and pick up some fabric.  No matter what I have on hand, that is not the one I need.  And have you checked out my Hemp Butter Face Cream I sent you?  That stuff is going to make me a million dollars...I hope! 

Later, Lou

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Man, I forgot about this one!

Well, I have got to apologize.  I forgot about this blog and since I had not heard from Delilah, I just let it ride.  Poor little dear has been ill and good friend that I am, I did not even miss her!  I am thinking after reading this one that I need to switch to mother mentor mode!  What do you think?

So sorry Lou, I was so busy and then I got this completely awful cold/flu, but I am feeling better and I have soooooo much to tell you about! I went on 4 dates in a week and it completely wore me out. I'll tell you what this on-line dating thing is like having another job. It takes so much time just checking the winks and e-mails everyday and then knowing who to talk back to is a crap shut. There are a lot of really needy people out there and they are not for me but you don't want to hurt them either. I can't seem to press the not interested button so I'm just ignoring them, we will see how that works. Anyway, out or the 4 dates I have to say they were all very nice men so I am pleasantly surprised. I didn't get that WOW feeling with any of them but I have made 2 second dates. Oh man there's one at my door now, i promise i will bet back to you on friday. Hope all is well with you and all those lucky men in your life. =

Delilahhhhhhhhh!  Dear girl, are these jokesters really worth the getting yourself run down and sick over?  So 4 dates in one week?  First let me say I got that link you sent and went and looked at a couple of those guys, and now I really have questions.   So I would just go down the column and look at the pictures and what if there is not a picture?  Crap shoot there for sure!  I did notice that several without pictures are located in Leavenworth, Lansing and places like that.  As I recall there are prisons in those towns.  So what are the odds that these are little fellows hiding behind the boiler in the heart of the penitentiary clutching a laptop and trying to find some little chicadee to pop in on visiting day?  Is there some sort of safe guard in place to protect you from that?   Probably not, cause I have watched CSI a couple times.

Now as for the wink and that stuff, I think if I were on one of those sites, I would just go down the list and wink at all of them and see who winked back.  Then I would go look at the profile.  I would take all the ones that said "good looking",  "flat stomach", "very financially secure" and throw them in the trash can right quick.  Then I would start weeding through the rest of them and and finding me one that likes to cook.  Course you got to be careful on that one cause he might be a candidate for the Biggest Loser!

All, I can say is I am damn glad this is you and not me looking for a man.  I can't hardly make it to town and back without tripping over one.  Best way to get one is just like the best way to get a cold, don't want one.

Hey, God is great, beer is good and people are crazy!  I should write a country song.  And on that note you should know I am still seeing the guitar picker from long, long ago.  Or at least we get together every time I am in Western Kansas.  And get together now means, coffee at the greasy spoon on  Fulton Street.  Was a time when get together meant just that. LOL That is about all I have time for right now.

Had an e from your Cousin Sandy.  What is up with her and John?   Do you think you will ever leave Kansas City?  Maybe when the economy picks up, huh?

Oh, and I hope you are still holding to your high standards and not going to just settle on this boyfriend thing.  Men are like streetcars,  miss this one and there will be another along in 15 minutes.  Course Pueblo has no streetcars!  LOL

Lou