the wonderful world of dating.....NOT!!!

I've been divorced for seven years. Most of the time, I'm fine being alone. My job and school keep me busy. However, a couple of weeks ago I went through a bout of lonliness and lost my mind for a minute. Yep....I filled out a profile on Yahoo Personals. (GASP!)

I received notification that my profile had been viewed. With excited anticipation, I signed in! Could the man of my dreams be waiting for an email response? There were several that could have appeared as extras in "Deliverance." Now hold up! I know that looks and having all your teeth aren't everything and it's what's inside that counts so don't go dissin' me already. Anyway, after a day or two, things looked up a little. I did end up going on an actual date with a very nice man last Saturday night. I enjoyed his company and he was a gentleman. He asked to cut our date short because he had a bit of a drive and was in no mood to sit and listen to loud music. I assured him that was fine and I was home by 9:30. This same man wanted to come to my house this weekend for sex.

HELLO??????

Needless to say, I thanked him again for the lovely time and told him that speaking from a place of honesty, there was not spark for me and we needed to part ways.

I've had men from Georgia and Illinois email me. I live in middle Tennessee. I work and go to school in Middle Tennessee. Sorry...I rather like it here. Then there are the men that send a "conversation starter" such as "your profile made me smile." Fantastic! I email back to start a conversation and never ever get a response. This is not grade school. This is adult land and in adult land do not send a note unless you're willing to reciprocate with conversation. (I'm beginning to sound jaded, aren't I...)

A rocking chair on the front porch and a hound dog sleeping at my feet is looking rather attractive these days!

flip flops 'n jammie pants.....

I ran in to town yesteday to do a little shopping for my youngest daughter's birthday. She will be 16 on Thursday. Anyway, I pull into a parking space and notice a young lady exiting the store. She was wearing...you guessed it...flip flops and jammie pants. Is this an acceptible mode of public attire? If so, when did it happen? I never received the memo! Now, I've been seen in sweats and no makeup after leaving the gym on many occasions. I pray the entire time that no one I know sees me, because it sure isn't pretty. However, I have never purposely gone anywhere (other than to bed) in jammie pants.

If this attire is acceptible, what's next? Underoos??? (Maximus, do NOT get any ideas. I know how you roll.)

That's all I got today, people :)

inner child....

Think back to the early days of your childhood
Before the time when wounds began
When life was simple
Everything was fascinating
Fireflies were magical and no matter how many you caught, it was never enough.
Shooting stars were amazing.
Playing tag was innocent and fun.
You could never laugh too much and sleep was overrated.
TV was boring and outside was an adventure waiting to happen.
That child is still within
Take time to nurture
Take time to love
Take time to have fun
You are worthy….