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I hope to find a confident man who knows and understands what makes him tick after everything he has been through at this point in his life. One who has learned from it and wants to apply it to a new relationship. One who knows how to communicate and isn’t afraid to be open and honest. A sense of humor, sincerity, loyalty and being a romantic would definitely be a plus.

....corresponding to those in a sense of responsibility. Just was at the ex's, checking her vintage vehicle for an upcoming 600 mile trip to visit her family. We are both the oldest of many siblings, and with time parents are leaving us, so we were named estate executors/principal trustees. Sort of an old school decision on parents' part.
So very old school, that in both families, through hard work, they were able to acquire some rental property, to help with retirement, and to pass on to the kids. Some might say white privilege, as well, until they take a look at the realities of large working class families. Neither of us, both health care professionals, who have been in the roughest clinical trenches, the military and so on, could have done the same. Digressing once more.
Even without the family curse of the drink, there tends to be a fair amount of dysfunction in some such nuclear families. And in our honored administrative tasks, we're seeing our share.
Years ago, when many deals were sealed with a handshake, and renters were often friends, and even family, a damage deposit, first and last prepaid month's rent, and a lease, were often the exception in such circumstances. To make this short, in spite of free or low rent, every thoughtless act as tenants seems to come up. Arrears on rent, lots of damage, unannounced midnight moves and leaving things still there, drug sales in the apartment, police visits for same, and much more.
I know more modern and woke landlords are evolving with the sad changes in the times. But all the shenanigans bring anxiety and tears to the 93 YO one remaining great granny parent, Yet no one seems to want to change old ways.
Fairness in helping out is appropriate. But being mindful of the need to let go a little, and to realize our limits, sometimes have their places.

We were in Miami last weekend doing more house renovation to prepare for a sale. One thing needed was to pressure clean the sidewalk and front porch. My helper insisted doing this project and pushed me aside. She's got control of the pressure now. How much pressure? It would appear to be 1800 psi.



I had no choice but to run to Home Depot for some supplies...

I must have been 12 or 13 years old when my father was pushing us along to get ready and go out. What was I doing? Probably watching TV.
He said "Get your pants, shoes and socks on"
I did EXACTLY what he said.
That's when I got a whoopin'

This could all have been avoided if he had told me to put on my pants, socks and shoes.

2 men who have been best friends for 60 years discover they are biological brothers.

Last night my best woman friend tells me she asked her husband for a divorce after 17 years. She is a very athletic woman who runs 50 mile races, so being in her early 50's she has starting the process of menopause. We use to discuss it a lot because usually women get it by the time they're 51. And many now are getting it younger and younger. I know a woman 38 is going through it now. But my friend never got it and didn't show any signs, we chalked it up to her extreme physical fitness.

I've experienced many women getting divorced in the 45-49 age group, even celebrities who have been together for years, but always around that age number. It appears to me that woman (who never forget anything)bring all the negative items from the beginning of the relationship to the forefront. The man is overwhelmed he doesn't know what's wrong, turn right, turn left, he is very My brother in law who has the patience of a saint said to me that he couldn't live with my sister anymore as she was going through menopause. I told him to hang in there it will get better and explained in a little more detail the hormonal imbalance that was occurring. He survived, because he is a saint. ALL others have succumbed to this natural event.

The part that disturbs me (and I'm a victim of this as well) is lack of knowledge about what is occurring in the body of the woman. Most of us realize that we may get moody or annoyed when we're tired or hungry, but changing the chemical balance inside our bodies is a whole new dilemma. One hundred years ago (in America) the average age of a woman was 48. Ah just in time before the crisis unfolds..now with the lifespan much longer man gets to see it all.. This is the time that man needs to use but two phrases, YES DEAR, AND I UNDERSTAND.....chances increase substantially.

I had another friend who use to carry her portable fan everywhere and used it all the time..(hot flashes)
another woman had to change her PJ's three times a night they were totally soaked......this is a major major change and many not as much a change of life as for many relationships a change to death....almost every pharmaceutical company is working on a drug to relieve and reduce the symptoms but like alzheimers the pathologies are almost unique to every body.....so once again another place where education would be most helpful.....oh by the way men also experience this hormonal change and it's called andropause....

...Born a male? Your chances historically, and almost exclusively today, of active participation in land combat warfare and all THAT entails, are set at birth. Sure, there have been exceptions, as with the IDF and more recently with Kurdish female units, but no one can deny these facts, although watch a few try. And so it is with being female. Males are muscularly more robust, and likely smarter tactically, not to mention in terms of bravery, so they carry sword and shield. Don't hold you breath for the girls to meet the brutes in real contact sports on the pitch any time soon. Rugby, hockey, boxing, American football, anyone? Or for REAL military units, as with our US Marines, Rangers, SEALS, etc., to bow to PC liberal fads any time soon. Females are typically built for a different purpose, which includes the supreme privilege and RESPONSIBILITY of bearing and nursing young. Both genders, of course, have always had a role, each evolutionarily different, in rearing the little ones. And so it goes. Different biology, different life roles. So when (only some few) women insist that their "rights" to control their own bodies somehow TRUMP those of natural womanhood, it's at once the height of many things silly. Fear of pregnancy, the birthing process, laziness with regard to available contraception, hate of children, and so on. None come near to cavalierly rejecting and denying true womanhood. You can participate in the grand illusion that somehow CFM is perfectly OK, and without many risks of it own, But you can't fool the rest of us. And you must stare into that cracked mirror daily.

Something very special happened to me this morning. This is something that happened only sixty two times before today. I became one day older. At 2:10 AM this morning (GMT-2) on this 23rd day of February (for the first time in my life ) I turned 63.

Yes, I know that most of you already wished me on Saturday, which technically was a false alarm but a dear friend here in Blogland was not sure if she would be able to wish me today so she though it prudent to do it on Saturday. This blog is only to set the record straight re my actual birth date and to thank each of you for the early well wishes.

I’ll had a late breakfast with some of my friends (thanks Hans) and will be entertained by the other at one of their homes for the rest of the day and early evening where we plan to make merry and to grill two large snoek (baracuta – not baracuda) on a bed of charcoal in the process.

I expect to be home by 9 PM and I will drop in for a few minutes if I am not too ‘tired’.


May your day be as wonderful as my day promises to be.

At last I have my own place again. When I saw the place, I fell in love with it. It had been badly vandalized during the last year since the previous owner absconded to Mozambique.

All the electrical fittings, wires, and cables were stolen. All the plumbing, including the hot water cylinder, were ripped out. Almost every room have holes in the ceilings as they were searching for the hot water cylinder, aluminum sliding doors and window frames were broken out and even the swimming pool (15 cm of filthy water) filter and pump were stolen and most of the gutters were destroyed.

The house was truly in a bad state but there were so many plusses. Four bedrooms, a massive 75 square meter barbeque room, a garage big enough for three cars, and to top it all, a cozy granny flat. Ah, and then I did not even mention the other 75 sq meter room sitting on top of the barbeque room, also with a fire place and a large balcony.

I made a ridiculous offer for the place, which I thought the bank would reject but they accepted and I became the owner of a 20-year-old ruin.



But now, only a few weeks later, I have rewired the place, restored the plumbing, and had new windows and doors fitted where they were broken out. I have contracted a plumber to install a new hot water cylinder. They installed it on Friday and I have just moved in. Now I’ll tackle the ceilings and have the place painted, leaving the pool for last. I never wanted one. Too much work!

Well, now you know what kept me away from CS for so long, and I suspect that I’ll be busy here for quite a while.