Pictures...

I have found that posting a new picture on the various dating sites has brought out a whole slew of men.  Interesting that the pictures have been on the sites for a while., just not primary photos.  I guess they just don't bother to check them all out. I think I'm just too picky and most of them are a big "No." Of course if one is going to do the dating thing, one should get what they want or forget it.  I'm always willing to try to see where things go, but sometimes it gets wearing to always be meeting new people to no avail.  It's not them, it's me.  LOL.

It is also interesting to me that everyone ages so differently.  There have been men that are in their fifties that look seventy or more and men in their late sixties that look younger.  Mostly they look a lot older then they actually are in real life.

I deleted the previous men that contacted me and after looking at one site today. The new count of men checking my profile out is over twenty five hundred.  Good grief, you would think with that many you could find someone that would be acceptable  So far, not so.

Yesterday I heard from the fifty five year old that looks like MP and lives a lot closer.  He still wants to get together, but I've decided that it probably isn't a good idea.  He is going through too many things in his life and I don't want drama.  I had enough drama with my husband and his family to last a lifetime.

It rained here last night.  The weather has been so odd this year and for this time of year it is also cool.  The newspaper, even though wrapped in plastic ends up wet due to the rain or sprinklers that seem to go on when they shouldn't.

I'm suppose to go with two of my girlfriends to see the movie "Bridesmaids" today.  We'll see if that happens.  I slept in, for a change, and since it is dreary outside staying home sounds good.

Have a wonderful Sunday.

Boring.....

After a week that was filled with so many appointments, lunches, meetings and whatever it ended on a note that made me decide to not keep seeing people I wasn't really interested in.

As I reported the age appropriate man invited me to his house for dinner.  Again, he is very nice, but not someone I can see myself with for any good reason.  He did make a very nice dinner for me.  Considering he doesn't cook, he did a pretty good job.  BBQ chicken, spinach, brown rice, salad and snacks prior to dinner.  Of course with wine at dinner and drinks before dinner.

I was thinking while I was there with him that it was all very pleasant.  He had a well kept home and it was comfortable.  Towards the end of the dinner I found myself mentally drifting off to other things.  If one wants to say someone is "vanilla", he certainly was.  The reason I say that is MP talked to me last night, and I was bitching about how complicated his life was and his comment was I wouldn't like it if he was Vanilla.  He is absolutely right, however I don't much like Rocky Road either.

So back to Mr. Nice Guy.....he said, as we were sitting at the table he said, "your going to run off, aren't you?"  My standard excuse is the "dog", in most cases this is true. I told him I needed to get home.  Being a man he wanted to kiss me, which I allowed.  I left and thought that was that. 

I had an email from him on my  iPhone as I was driving home that was totally inappropriate and then another asking if we could go away for two or three days.  Good Lord, even the bland, nice ones think with their zippers. I guess those couple of kisses made him want more.    His emails made it so much easier for me to email him this morning and tell him I had no interest in going away or seeing him again.  Another one bites the dust!

The only constant is MP, who isn't constant, but at least I hear from him all the time. There is no accounting for chemistry and it is on both of our sides.  So, I will see what happens this coming week.  The jobs MP has going all have a deadline and his crews are working this weekend and Memorial Day to achieve that end.  MP keeps saying this next weekend we will see each other, but as I have said before, I've learned not to count my chickens with him.

I keep so busy with so many things that most of the time it doesn't bother me.  This coming week, for me, is no exception.  So, I will see if it ends up being Rocky Road or Butter Pecan.  I know with MP it will never be Vanilla.

Ciao

Busy, busy....

Last night I did go to the Elks for a meeting and to have dinner.  It is interesting to me that so many men from the police department are members.  They are fun to talk to but I always think they are sitting there with guns strapped to their ankles.  Maybe they are.

It was a long meeting since there were thirteen new members being brought in to the Lodge.  The main reason I went was to go to the Veterans meeting.  Functions have to be planned for this year to raise money for the Vets and we need to come up with some new ideas.

I'm co chairing a Fashion Show on November 19, 2011 and I touched base with the gal that is in charge.  We set up a meeting in June with the volunteers, to start organizing things.

Now on to the men.  Remember the man I went out with for lunch and then dinner the following night.  He left a message on my cell and invited me to come to his house for dinner on either Thursday or Friday.  Guess I wasn't out of his league. 

He is a very nice man, my age and at least available more then MP is.  I can fill in my time with him once in a while.  I was honest with him when I told him I wasn't ready for any type of committed relationship and I certainly hope he heard what I was saying.  We'll see if he is like every other man and has selective hearing or he really listened.

MP flew back from the East coast and called me last night while I was on my way to my meeting.  He returned late Monday and was in a flap about his business. Seems his people weren't doing what they were suppose to be doing and he was ready to make heads roll.  He will be tied up all this week and is not close by.  More like one hundred and fifty miles or so away for the jobs that he has going on.  We might get together next week....heard that one before, haven't you?  Me too.

I had a couple emails from a few sites that were just crazy.  One was from a thirty six year old that wanted to cuddle in front of a movie.  Nothing like seeing your grandson.  I didn't answer him.  Then there was another one that just said, "in praise of older women, " he wanted to chat, off he goes too.  He was forty nine.  The young are too young and the old too old.  Isn't there a happy medium.

Today I'm headed to San Clemente to meet with a few of the women that I go to Hawaii with and we will have lunch down there somewhere.  Just what I need, more food.  I have been keeping my weight pretty static so my choices seem to be working.  I do try to keep it around fifteen hundred calories a day and no more the two thousand..  It is easier then you think, especially since my husband is no longer alive and I don't have to just have meat.  I can eat Lean Cusine's, chicken and fish, which he would never touch.

So until tomorrow.

Ciao

Veterans...

Yesterday I met the Chairman of one of our charities from the Emblem Women's Club at the Elks  There are two transitional homes in the Santa Ana area for disabled and homeless Vets. We had collected two hundred and forty four rolls of toilet tissue to be split between the two homes.

You would think that our government, who gives billions to foreign countries, could at least take care of these men who served their country with simple items, such as toilet tissue.  I found out that these men have nothing.  In fact that morning they didn't have coffee, because they couldn't afford to buy it.

These men are given a small stipend for food, yes, they supply their own food from the food bank, and believe me it isn't much.  So, I'm beating the bushes for people to donate money so we can go to Costco and buy supplies.  I'll keep people apprised as time goes on.

Last night I had dinner with Kyla, my grand daughter, who has turned into a wonderful young lady.  I always enjoy her company and I think she enjoys mine.  Kyla  is getting a dose of reality coming back to California and I don't think she will be here very long before she goes back to Colorado.

As for men, I heard from the man I had brunch with Sunday.  The Friday night date hasn't contacted me.  I think he thinks I'm out of his league.  Not that I am, but then that is his problem.  He really is in a different place in his life and wants someone permanently.

I heard from my man, that I've been hearing from for months, that lives in Malibu and does something with movies.  He has been contacting me a lot but he is another one that travels all the time like MP. 

Speaking of MP, he was supposed to come home last night, whether he did or not I don't know.  He has a very, very complicated life and I'm getting more then a little tired of being last on his list.  I don't do last well.  I'll see what transpires this week after he gets back into his jobs.

I had someone ask me if I thought that all the good men were taken or gone.  I'm not so sure there are any good ones left out there.  Maybe I'm just too picky or maybe I'm out of touch with what is happening now.  I'm about ready to get off these sites and sit back for a while and do nothing.  It might be a relief.

Have a great day.

Sunday Brunch...

Our May grey has arrived although it burns off about one or so.  I got up this morning, let Senora out and fed all the animals.  I also thought I better do two loads of laundry.  Since I got up about 7:30 am, I had plenty of time to get myself ready for my brunch date at one of my favorite restaurants, Nieuport 17.  Yes, it is spelled that way for the airplane, even though it is on Newport Ave.

I met my age appropriate date at the proposed time of 12:30 pm.  He was better looking then his picture, although not handsome by any means.  We were taken to a booth and the atmosphere was the 5 watt bulb kind. Great for hiding wrinkles.  He was personable.  He had been a salesman and had raised three kids on his own after his wife died.  There is more of that wife dieing thing going around then one might realize.

He was interesting, but  like most men, segued into taking me to Napa, and points North in the future.  He said he wanted to see me again, but forgot to ask if I wanted to see him.  He also announced that he didn't want sex as much as he had in his fifties.  Why would anyone tell you that on a first date.

I'm beginning to think I bring out the worst in men.  They always say how comfortable it is to be with me and how the conversation is always great.  I swear, I never bring up sex...maybe they are just MEN!  It happens with almost everyone I meet.  Good thing I'm liberal and not up tight.  I can just laugh it off or say a clever quip.  It really does become tiresome.

We did have a lovely brunch of eggs Benedict and champagne, and two and a half hours of conversation.  Not all sex, but politics, travels, his family and so forth.  He told me his daughter wanted to know where he was going since he was meeting me for the first time.  I guess she thought I was going to take him somewhere by gun point.  She can have him back, no problem.

So, now I'm home.  He doesn't have my  phone number but gave me his.  I will send an email thanking him for brunch and then I will go off the radar. 

Off to finish drying clothes, reading the rest of the paper and staying in for the night.  Tomorrow is another day and I'm hoping to go to a half way house for veterans to deliver some goods these poor guys need.  The club I belong to has adopted two homes as a project.

More at a later time.

After the "date"

A new restaurant, Italian, in an old location.  The food was delicious and it was a big surprise considering that everything that has ever gone into this particular location has failed miserably.

The man, my age, who took me out last night , was very comfortable to be with, although like I said before, no spark for me.  It was just a pleasant night.  He was so sweet after the dinner.  He walked me to my car and asked if he could give me a kiss.  Now, this is a rarity.  I can't remember the last time someone has asked if it was alright.  Chalk one up to being a gentleman.

I asked him what he was looking for and his answer was he wanted a significant other.  He has been a widower for two years.  I'm certainly not looking for that, at least at this point in my life. Being with someone for so long has made me appreciate the freedom of being alone.

There are times, of course, that it can be lonely.  I do have a very full life and most days are filled with things to do.  I either have a lunch, dinner, meeting, or various errands that take up the days.  Usually the weekends are the hardest to deal with.  I need to start painting or doing something to fill those two days up.

Tomorrow being Sunday, I'm meeting another guy,my age, for brunch/lunch. I guess I am lucky that I can pretty much go out at will...sometimes it does become a chore.  My whole purpose is to have a nice time and not get involved with anyone seriously.

So with the above being said, I'm going to watch t.v. and then go to bed. 

Nite-Nite

The Book....

The final draft of my book has been edited and submitted to my Agent.  The process moves very slow and per my Agent may be four to six months of marketing etc.  The Publishing Industry is a very interesting and complicated one and now all I can do is wait and see what happens.

On the man front, the nice man I had lunch with yesterday called me and wanted to take me to dinner tonight.  Wow, that was really fast and since I don't have anything to do tonight I said, "yes."  I enjoyed his company even though there wasn't a spark, at least for me. He is also my age  Maybe I am all sparked out with MP....again my poison of choice.

I also heard from a man that has been contacting me for months.  He lives nearby at the beach and for some reason keeps in touch.  I've never met him, nor have we had any kind of conversation.  He is young, forty nine, and still bemoaning the fact he divorced his wife.  I only answer him with a "hi"..no sense in leading him on as he is way too young for me.

Another man that came back is the man that wants to cheat on his girlfriend. What a guy!  Why would anyone want to deal with someone that announces he cheats.  This guy is fifty and is looking to "cheat" with an older women.  He basically wants a "booty" call, NOT! I did email him, yet once again, and told him I wasn't interested.  That will be the last time I email him and I may end up blocking him.

So tonight is my dinner date, who by the way just called to confirm and tomorrow is Saturday.  I may very well decide to clean out my closet.  Sometimes work is preferable to meeting a man that is of no interest.

Adios!

Thursday....

A few unexpected things have happened the last twenty four hours.  I'm trying to be calm and understanding, but since I have a tendency to be anything but calm, it is hard.

First I'll go into the good things.  I did hear from the man I had dinner with the other night and he said he thought we would be great together, not from my end of the spectrum.  Then last night I heard from a man that asked me to lunch today.  I decided to meet him.  He was willing to drive to my neck of the woods, so why not. 

He turned out to be a very nice man who had lost his wife several years ago.  There we again with that word nice and normal.  He was just your run of the mill average Joe that had worked as a salesman, retired and then lost his wife. He also was my age, but looked younger.  Good for him.  Most men my age look way past it. It was a nice lunch but I know I won't see him again.  I keep sifting through the men out there and I figure one of these days I will find someone that actually excites me, that is besides MP.

Now for the reason I'm trying to remain calm and understanding.  I received a phone call from MP yesterday afternoon.  I wasn't home and the message on the phone was a little garbled but the gist of it was that our date was canceled this coming Saturday night. 

He had to fly to the East Coast due to an ex family member having a serious health problem. I did ask him why he was going if it was an ex relative and his statement was they had asked to talk to him. Since they may be at death's door he felt he should go. I guess I should be glad he is Mr. Loyal and Caring.  However, with that being said, I just despise being on the bottom of the list and that's anyone's list.

  I called MP back as he had requested, but I had to leave a voice mail message.  He did call me back and went into detail about what was going on.  More information the I really wanted or cared to know.  He said he was returning home on Monday.

So again, he cancelled on me.  I emailed him telling him, and this was before I talked to him, that I wasn't happy and had about had it with the whole cancellation scenario.  He can charm the birds out of the trees and sound so sorry about things.  What a crock, but I do really like him and there isn't anyone else to replace him yet, so I will try and mellow out and take things as I get them.

After lunch today I came home to write this and to read the paper.  Tonight I'm headed out to an Emblem Club Meeting at the Elks.  I do have a chance to meet a man for coffee tomorrow, but I'm going to pass on that.  He is a year younger, but again looks ancient. I'd rather be home alone, bored, then out and bored with someone that isn't of interest.

I'll keep you up to date on what happens with MP next week.  I swear 10% of me wants to kick him to the curb and the other 90% wants to keep him around.  Of course the fact is he is never around so maybe the curb is a good idea.  I just don't want to shoot myself in the foot.

Dinner Date....

Oh my! Dinner last night with the man who was age appropriate was okay.  We went to Maggiano's Restaurant...not my favorite place, but so busy it was hard to believe it was a Tuesday night.  The food for me was too heavy and not the best flavor.  I muddled through.

He was a nice looking man with the cutest Jewish accent.  He was entertaining and talkative about all manner of things.  I keep thinking there is something wrong with me not being able to zero in on a perfectly nice man, albeit short. My mind kept drifting to all manner of things.  I was shopping, traveling and planning my week.  He kept talking.

This man had his PhD and was world traveled.  He wants to see me again, but since I think it is probably a waste of his time and mine I don't think I will send him my phone number. I called him, as he had sent me his phone number prior to our date.  I think this is probably the best way. I keep my number to myself and I can bow out gracefully.

Today I head out to the orthopedic surgeon to get my knee checked out again.  It still hurts like crazy and I need to find out if the fall I had tore the meniscus again.  I certainly hope not. 

So, I'm off to get showered and dressed to get myself to the doctor's office.  Then I'm home to iron and stay in.  It is raining and not pleasant outside.  A good day to stay home and get some things done.

That's it for now.

Sunday Morning...

Well, I've blocked my first person on one of the sites.  This guy was the one that was forty nine years old and wanted to wash my dishes and iron.  Doesn't sound like a bad idea but then he went on and on and on.  One weird dude.  Scary to think this guy is a teacher.  I suppose everyone has their own proclivities and perhaps he was just seeing how far he could push, but he just go too strange. 

He was definitely a submissive, at least in his writings.  There would be no way I would meet him for lunch, coffee or dinner, day or night.  I tell you there are some strange people out there and probably more then we know.  I'm not into leading someone around by a dog collar or having someone want me to abuse them.  God spare me from perverts.  Enough on him, he is blocked.  He lived one hundred miles away and that is a good thing.

I've done my morning cleaning.  I have to vacuum everyday due to the cats and their white hair.  By the time I do that, straighten things up, make the bed etc, etc. the morning is gone.  I plan on staying home today, as I did yesterday.  Weekends are no time to go out and about in this area.  Everyone and their brother is on the freeways, in the stores and restaurants.  I want to see the movie "Water for Elephants" and may do that tomorrow.  I do have that dinner date this Tuesday, with the Israeli scientist, professor etc. I'll see how that goes.  Cathy wants to see "Bridesmaids" and then Saturday is MP, at least I hope. 

Have a great Sunday.

New Book Idea...

I don't know if this is legal, but I would love to quote all the hundreds of emails I have received from the various men out there in cyber space and put it into a book.  I will have to check it out with my attorney.  I think if I don't name names or locations I might be okay.  Just for the heck of it I have to quote one that I received this morning from a forty nine year old.  It is as follows:  "When I came across your ad I wish you could have felt my heartbeat...it was racing and I felt like a teenager and even noted a slight shaking in my hands as I typed due to the excitement your pictures created and the words that you wrote. I beg you to please read my ad and view the pictures and consider allowing me to get to know you and be a part of your future life.  Oh my goodness, you have no idea the excitement you brought into a man's life today by your ad...Takes a deep breath." 

Very sweet but also just a little over the top.  It is amazing to me the lines of prose that some men will send to you.  It is a good thing that I take it all in stride and find some of the things pretty funny.  The above quote was an attention getter but of course I have no intention of contacting him.  He also didn't read or at least if he did didn't retain anything I wrote.  He loves the outdoors and is short, not on my list.

Go with God!

A FEW GOOD MEN...

Yesterday I had lunch with an eighty six year old man.  I was curious to see if he would be anyone that I might be interested in down the line.  WRONG!  He was a perfectly nice man and actually was pretty with it.  The only thing I found wrong was his living in the past.

He was still trying to get over the death of his wife, which I understood, even though it was three years ago.  She had been fourteen years his junior and he had been married to her for twelve years.

The thing I found odd was he was still allowing his upbringing by a very stern father who was a task master, cloud his life. One would think that at his age you would let go of that part of your life.  I guess some people are affected more then others, but heavens, eighty six is time to let it go.

So other then the above and the fact that he had dyed his hair that god awful red brown older men seem partial to, it was an okay lunch.  Oh, yes, one more thing was his diet.  He only ate brown rice and beans.  No salt, oil and anything that he deemed harmful.  I assured him that when ones time is up it is up, but he thought this diet would prolong his breathing by years.  He was as thin as a rail and my belief is you better have a little fat on you should you become ill.  More to work off of at that point.  To each their own.

Last night I had dinner with Cathy, who has returned to California, and Nancy.  We are the Three Musketeers.  Three drinks, dinner and hours later we caught up with each others lives and had a great time.  Gulfstream in Newport Beach is one of our favorite restaurants.

I've heard from several guys that have been around for a while.  Two want to make plans for next week.  One is the Israeli who I'm having dinner with on Tuesday night.  He sounds like a very interesting man, although not tall.  Personality may help that flaw plus he is age appropriate.  Seventy six. 

Then my fifty five year old that looks like MP is trying to make plans, plus a man I have seen several times that is from Ohio has asked to see me again..  Those  and MP who is knee deep in construction alligators due to the fact an employee has gone AWOL for the week.  MP is leaving the state and will be gone next week on a job in Texas but has assured me that I can take it to the bank that we are going out next Saturday night.  We'll see.  One thing I've learned with him is not to plan.  Talk about ADD, he has it for sure.

This morning I went to the Honda Dealership to replace a plastic cover I broke off the side view mirror trying to get out of my tiny garage door the other afternoon.  It is so frustrating.  The garage is one of those that when you pull in you must pull over to the right or you can't get the driver's door open.  You would think I'd learn after fourteen years of living in this house.  But no.

Then off to Frederick's of Hollywood to get some beige thigh highs and Macy's to get perfume and face cleanser etc.  Now I'm home for the day and waiting for clothes to dry so I can iron and put them away. 

Seems everyday is filled.  Until later.

GETTING THERE....

I've been working on my book for over nine months now and finally am seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.  I have had it edited and it was sent to the Senior Agent that will try to get it published.  I have one more review to be certain that everything is as I want it and then it is a "put to bed baby."  If it doesn't sell, at least it was cathartic to write.  Everyone keep their fingers crossed.

I'm sitting here waiting for MP to come by.  He called me this afternoon and was in South County taking up some slack on a job he has there. It will be a two or more hour drive to come to see me, yet once again. At least this time it is on his way home.

I haven't seen him for two and a half weeks and although we have emailed and talked to each other via phone it will be great to see him in person.  He is always so busy with work.  I suppose when you have your own business you work twice as hard as someone that punches a clock.  I still don't know if he will have to leave town or if we will be able to go out this weekend.  At least it is early in the week and I will be able to make other plans should he not be around.

I'm not adverse to going out with someone else even though he is my poison of choice.

Left this yesterday and am continuing on today.  MP called and got way laid and couldn't come by.  He will know today, Wednesday, if he will be able to come tomorrow or if the weekend will work out.  I tell you if I didn't like him so much I'd give him the boot, but as I said he seems to be my poison of choice.

I did have a man, age 86, contact me and I'm going to meet him for lunch.  He lives in the area and seems to be pretty sharp.  Nothing will come of it, but then one never knows.  He is well traveled and still travels, so he seems to be okay health wise.  That's all I need, someone to take care of...eeeeek!

I am meeting a couple I know at the Elks for lunch and then off to a lawyer appointment to final my Trust.  From there it is home to potty Senora and then back to the Elks to attend a memorial service for a lady I knew well that passed away unexpectedly.  One better live everyday to the fullest as one never knows when it will be the last.
Until the next time.

BACK TO REALITY....

Monday morning and I'm trying to get back to normal.  Why is it, even though your only gone for a short time, things pile up?  Bill pay, reviewing my book, playing catch up with laundry, and a million other things.


To go back to my trip, I neglected to say that I got a chance to see my great niece Annabelle and her mother, Laura and Laura's  mother and father.  We had a lovely lunch together.  It was a good thing that I caught them when I did, as Annabelle and her mother Laura were leaving for Florida for a short vacation with Annabelle's Step Dad Brian and Laura's husband.  Brian has been a God send for both Annabelle and Laura since my nephew David's death over three years ago.


The following day I saw my nephew Matt aka Skinny, and his wife Jenni and their adorable baby Turner West....it was so nice to see them and go out to dinner together.  I don't get over to Colorado very often, but even though it was a short visit it was meaningful.  They are going through a rough patch right now and I know they will overcome all the health issues that are on their plate. I do love them dearly.

My brother and his wife Marianne were so great.  They took me out to lunch and dinners and we managed to cook a few nights.  It is always comfortable and of course there is Harry the Rhodesian Ridgeback dog that is in charge of the yard.  He is a sweet animal but suffers no other critter in his territory.  He is always on duty.

On the man front, things are going along.  Lots of emails this morning that I haven't answered yet and probably won't until tomorrow.  Too much to do. 

So until tomorrow.  Ciao!

HOME AGAIN...

Sunday, Mother's Day.....spent the day traveling by air from Aspen to Denver to Orange County.  For some reason there is only one flight on United that comes into Orange County, which meant I had a four hour layover in Denver.  It actually wasn't too bad. m I ended up having French onion soup and a glass of wine while waiting, and then reading my book for the balance of the time.

The time I was in Colorado was well spent.  I got to see all the people I love and some that I don't...but it was a nice and the weather was beautiful which made it all the better.  My brother and his wife are always gracious hosts.

The main purpose going to Colorado was to see my grand daughter graduate from college.  It was very nice and she is adorable.  Not only is she a great gal, she is very smart.  She graduated with a 4.0 average, which is a big achievement.  Kudos to her.

While I was there I heard from more then a few men via my iPhone.  One man from BC sent me an email that was in praise of older women.  He said he really wanted to talk to me via cell phone.  Since I'll probably never see him, I'm debating whether or not to talk to  him.  His age is forty nine.  Good heavens where are the age appropriate men? Probably all dead.

Then there was the Israeli that was actually age appropriate. He was seventy six, lived not to far from me and gave me his credentials which were really impressive.  He was a widower, had been in the Israeli Army, a Professor, worked on the space program in California and said he was an inventor.  Now, one would think that would be a big draw, plus he stated his income was over $150K.  The drawback was he is only 5'9", although he assured me he had dated models that were tall and after the first date the height thing went away.  Even though he said he was fit and a health nut I still have visions of having to take care of an older man.  Not on my list.  Although I may meet to him to see what's up.

There was one man that showed up on my daily matches that was attractive and sixty two.  He was retired and lived about forty miles from me, not far by California standards.  I broke a rule and contacted him, only because he was so good looking.  He emailed back and told me I was beautiful and what did I think about his profile.  I haven't answered him yet.

For all of you that are concerned about me seeing so many different men, I have to remind you that from the age of fifteen to thirty, I probably went out with over fifteen hundred men.  If there is one thing I know, is men.  This isn't my first beauty show and I NEVER invite them to my home or meet them at night.  I will say I did meet one at night   , but only because he was from my home town and he knew a lot of people I did.  That was at Ruth Chris's and I drove there.  The other was the same scenario.  I drove to meet him at the restaurant.  He was seventy six and a nice man, but not my type.  So everyone, rest easy.

I talked to MP, who had just returned from Atlanta.  He left a message at the house the morning I left.  I texted him when I got to the airport at 6:00 a.m. and he texted back saying, " I just left you a message, call me."  I did and we had a great chat prior to me leaving.  We are supposed to go out this Saturday night to dance, but he said he wasn't sure and didn't want to promise and get in trouble if he couldn't.  Smart man!    

So, now it is catch up time and this week is going to be a busy one.

Happy Mother's Day to all! 

A NEW DAY...

Just to start with the major event in the world that happened yesterday.  America, finally accomplished what they have been trying to do for years.  Osama bin Laden is finally dead.  This is a major fete in trying to stop the dangers that this group poses to America and countries around the world.  I just hope it hasn't started a deluge of zealots attacking Americans and others that are against them.  Enough said.

I stayed home this weekend.  Finally got most of my things packed and ready for my trip to Colorado.  Just a few errands to do today to get things done for good.

The dating sites yesterday brought a very interesting and in my opinion, off the wall, email from a man that lives in another state.  I think he imagines himself a writer of romance novels.  I will quote him.  The quote is as follows: 

The sweetness of your smile.  The touch of your soft skin, the look of desire, and beauty in you pretty eyes and the warmth of your breath.  the feeling I have for u the sun the stars the moon.  In your arms is what I love most.  All the kisses of your lips, the beating in your heart, that much I could always hold near and dear to me.  No feeling could compare to such wealth just recognition for your beauty.  Everything that is divine is what u are in my eyes, in my heart, my soul, always feels lit up with being near you.

Now, I don't know about you, but I find this coming from a man that I've never met, or has never met or talked to me, over the top and then some. He does sound like he is writing a book on romance. 

I had one other long discourse last year from another man I never met, that went on and on for pages about how he adored me and wanted me as a permanent fixture to love and cherish.  To tell you the truth it just creeps me out and I don't respond to them in anyway.  They always seem to me to be just a tad crazy.  Both of these men are in their early fifties and one wonders what they are thinking in writing this type of discourse to a women in her seventies.

The other man that popped up again, is one that has been emailing for months trying to meet me.  He has a girlfriend but says he prefers older women, guess for what, and of course isn't giving up his girlfriend.  He too is in his early fifties.  This man, plus the two above, I'm sure are going through male menapause, not  that they would ever admit it.

Today I'm finishing up errands and then tonight I'm having an early dinner with my girlfriend at Houston's.  It is a great medium priced restaurant in the area.  Beats cooking.

Won't be Blogging for at least a week.  Ciao