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About Me

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I don't consider myself that interesting. I also don't consider myself beautiful. I think I'm just average -- sometimes even "cute". Although, being in your 30s, and being called "cute" -- eh, I don't know if that's a compliment, or not! But hey, at least I'm honest. I make the most of what I have!! And my ideal guy isn't going to be so hung up on looks that he refuses to look my way just because I'm not a raving beauty. I think he'd see the parts of me that are worth looking at -- my bright eyes, my nice smile, my great skin, and my excellent sense of humour.
I consider a day that I don't laugh to be a waste -- even if I have to laugh at myself....and some days, there's a lot to laugh at! I love to roller-blade, swim, and drive -- fast. In fact, the faster the better!
I'm not doing much blading these days -- more into riding my bike. Other than that, I spend a lot of time reading, thinking, and doing solitary things.
As the legendary Buffett says:If the phone doesn't ring, you'll know that it's me, I'll be out in the eye of the storm. If the phone doesn't ring, you know that I'll be somewhere I can feel warm. It's too bad we can't turn, and live in the past...If the phone doesn't ring, it's me.
I've also discovered that I don't like being referred to as a possession. Recently, the man I believed I was engaged to answered a question about my place in his life. He referred to me as "his girl" and "his woman".
Thanks, but I'd rather NOT be referred to in that manner. I'm either a friend, a spouse, a significant other, a fiancee, girlfriend, or a lover -- but I'm not anyone's "woman". Or "girl". For some reason, that term bothers me. Reminds me too much of hillbillies!! "That thar yer woman?" No thanks!!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Once I thought that love
Was cheerful and bright
Now I know
It's baffling and dark

Met him 23 years ago. Never forgot him. Married him.

My Blog

I went to buy some panties

So I head on over to Vicky's (Victoria Secret's), and I'm picking out some panties. So, I pick out some bikinis, I pick out some boy-cuts, and of course, I pick out a (no pun intended) buttload ...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 14:13:00 GMT

The Times

I remember how we'd stay up all night, counting the stars Too early for the beach, too late for the bars. We'd holds our glasses up high and toast those times long gone by. Oh, those were the t...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 22:26:00 GMT

Me and the Cat

We've seen so many good years come, and watched so many old years go, and held so many hands at dawn, we never really got to know. Lying down somewhere shady and flat, Me in my shirttails, him with hi...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 22:20:00 GMT

The Captain and the Kid

I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his kneeAnd listen to the many tales of life up in the skiesWe'd go flying, in those old airplanes, we'd talk of things he didTomorrow just a day away fo...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 23:34:00 GMT

Tomorrow, you said....

When tomorrow comes with out me, you said. Tomorrow came. My day was long, my path was tired. I was so tired it hurt so much to bring the groceries in. I heard a noise in the othe...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 23:27:00 GMT

A visitor

I stood by your bed last night; I came to have a peek. I could see that you were crying you found it hard to sleep.I whispered to you softly, as you brushed away your tears."It's me. I haven't left yo...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 23:21:00 GMT

I look for you everywere

I look for you everywhere. You've been gone these many years, but it seems wrong that a spirit that burned as bright as yours isn't here anymore. So I look...was that you I saw peering at me through t...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 23:15:00 GMT

When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me, And I'm not there to see; If the sun should rise and find your eyes All filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn't cry The way you did today, W...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 22:58:00 GMT

A thought occurred to me today...

A thought occurred to me today...you're never coming home. For many years I've fought a battle; I won the war. Against all odds, I brought that battle home...but you're not coming home.&n...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 23:07:00 GMT

A bad day....

I got side-swiped by a kid in his mom's mercedes minivan today. Yep. I got hit -- again. This is just getting old. He almost ran me into the back of a bus, but I avoided catastrophe....
Posted by on Tue, 19 Feb 2008 18:31:00 GMT