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