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Ardelia_Lorzonline today!

I hope this blog will be read by the men on this site, even though they NEVER try to read my profile

DEAR GENTLEMEN FROM THE PRESENT SITE,

I HAVE BEEN ON THIS SITE FOR A LONG TIME BUT I GET CONSTANT SMILES AND MESSAGES FROM MALES, WHO HAVEN'T MADE THE EFFORT TO READ A SINGLE WORD FROM MY PROFILE. THEREFORE I WANT TO WARN YOU:
-I DON'T READ THE MESSAGES OF ALL THE MEN WHO HAVEN'T READ MY PROFILE AND EVEN THEY DON'T MEET MY REQUIREMENTS IN THE PROFILE, THEY DARE TO DISTURB ME WITH VERY NAIVE AND WEIRD MESSAGES. AS SOON AS I SEE IN THE MAIL BOX THERE IS A MESSAGE FROM AN INADEQUATE AND INAPPROPRIATE MAN, I IMMEDIATELY DELETE AND BLOCK IT.
I am asking these men NOT to bother me. I have more important life priorities than enough.
bcjennyonline today!

LEST WE FORGET


The War with Germany has started.
The war broke out in ‘40. I was three years old, having been born in September of ‘37. “My dad went to Germany he would not be back for several years. He went there out of his own free will, believing that he could do more for his family that way.

My dad loved the German people and they loved him. (Not the Nazi’s)

Dad was able to send money home and other people who were

forced to work for the German Nazi’s, were not able to do this.

It was up to my mom now to take care of her two children my sister Greetje and I, and find food for us all.
Living in the North of Holland, only several hours away from the farmers, the first few years were not too bad for us, but that slowly changed.
My mother had to sell her best linens, her gold watch and sewing machine for food.
The farmers did not care to receive money as it was worth nothing, so anything of value had to go.
A bottle of oil, a very valued commodity, would sell for $250.00 guilders.

My mother would bring home dried fish that stank something awful. We had to eat it anyway.
Looking back it still amazes me how resourceful people are when they have to be.

I would go to where coal was loaded onto trains, and take with me a small broom and dustpan and bring home coal dust. We would chew tar and turned it into chewing gum. It also whitens your teeth.

You could do the same with grain. We kids would go to where the grain was being loaded onto trains, and we would pick up what had fallen on the ground. It takes a long time to chew that grain, but believe me it will turn into gum.

Sometimes we were lucky and had a piece of real chewing gum. We kids would take some sugar to give it some flavour again after we had been chewing it for some time and all the flavours had left.
At night we wound it around the iron bed post.

If friends had gum and asked if you wanted to come out and play with them, you would tell them: “Sure if I can have your gum.” “Okay but only for awhile”
Later came bubble gum, and because of the sharing, we would all have sores around our mouth.
Would you like to know what happens to gum if you chew it for days? It crumples up into nothing. (It does take several days)

We may have been kids but we did things that were beyond our age.
We would climb onto trucks loaded with sugar beets, and throw them off the truck so people could make sugar.

I remember that one day I was about six years old, when I was sent shopping at the corner store for groceries. I could see from the store the school the Germans occupied, as it was around the corner of our street.
I saw a truck heaped high with coal. I saw no Germans, so I climbed onto that truck and started to shove the coal down.

What was amazing was how quickly people realized what was going on. They came with buckets and pails to scoop up what they could. When others took over from me to shovel more coal down, I ran home to tell mother at home to get some for us too.
The Germans let us be for a while they must have known what was going on. Most of them were mere boys.

We were also sustained by the soup kitchen. One of our neighbours called to say that there was meat in the soup that day. Quickly I was sent to get some of that good stuff. In the meantime, our neighbours had found the source of the meat it was the tail of a mouse. I can't remember if we ate that soup.

During the German occupation you were not allowed to have a radio, they were all confiscated. Mother kept hers and it was connected together with a neighbours. Someone must have turned them in for the authorities came knocking one day. They asked her first how long she had that radio. She said the first thing that came to her mind, six months. They went to the neighbour next and asked him the same question. Unbelievably he gave the very same answer. Because of that, they were let go, after the radio was taken of course.
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Orzzz

Relaxed old age my foot!

The biggest fantasy is that when you get old and retired, life is easy. People take care of you. You have all the time in the world to play. Bull!very mad Reality is how on earth did we do everything when we did work!doh
I have two houses on the farm. The old farmhouse I rent and the main I live in with a boarder in the basement. He and a neighbor are pseudo sons. I rent the farm house cheap with the lease that they are part caretakers, do barn chores in morning, take care of what the house needs unless major. I have had the gamut of tenants. Ended up with one guy for 23 years who was like a brother. He was killed when the corn plant blew up and came down on him. He buddy took the house years ago. We got along well.
This tenant, a lawyer, grew up on a farm. Smoker and a bit partier. Ends up with lung cancer a year ago or two. Does chemo and radiation and puts it in its place. Regular maintenance chemo.
He gets health issues. Fluid in chest. Swelled arm. He went off chemo to get his hip replaced last spring. 6 weeks and seem all is well.
A week or more ago, he texts me he is having daughter take him to ER. Must have pulled arm and pain too bad.
He texts me he has major infection and a T12 compression fracture vertebra. Surgery is planned on shoulder, spine, etc. Daughter ends up texting, it is staph, he is in induced comma and bad shape. It ends up its in two heart valves and brain. He died a week ago or so. Hard to keep track of days.
She and I both blame the hospital giving him the staph. He had chemo the week prior. They couldn't notice it?frustrated
So now I sit with a vacant house that I have to deal with. I need that well for barn water. I am doing all the barn chores am and pm. I told neighbor he needs to move in. Oh..too big a bother in winter. Word of mouth to find a tenant. I am taping heavy vinyl over windows and pink insul foam. Try to shut house tight and keep gas low. 5% a week as of now. 50sF still. His daughter cant find info as to where he got gas. I called and found one that will bring it when I am at 25%. That is lower than I like.
So much for retirement. Good thing I am about the same as at 50..just a bit slower. Cause it is back at it for me. I will do an ad in spring unless neighbor decides to live up to the fact he will inherit along with my boarder so might as well start learning.
Can I run away from home?blues
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Kalpataru

Where I Stand As Well..



FREE PALESTINE! angel2
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suziecuteonline now!

We need help. Add suggestions for an orderly future

How about a new social media called something like Chatter which will allow you to select the categories in which you have an interest, and will automatically join you to everyone else in that category. This will instantly give everyone several million interest-sharing friends. Loneliness efficiently banished ... uh oh

I suspect CS is now far too serious a place to be weird and whacky but hey. It's Sunday and the sun is shining, worth a try.

There's sport and politics (the dream teams), and food and income and travel, all need some outside-the-box thinking. Fill your boots.
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Kalpataru

What Now..??

My Giant is a citizen of the USA and follows his Government policies (for the most parts). And Kalpataru is a citizen of Indonesia and follows her Government policies.

Regarding what's happening in the Middle East, my Giant is with innocents in Israel while Kalpataru is with innocents in Palestine.

Here is where Indonesia stands.


Now, what's gonna happen to Giant-Kalpataru relationship? confused dunno
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Kalpataru

22 October 2023

Forever is a long time
but
I wouldn't mind
spending it by your side.
You are my best friend,
my lover and
someone I'm happy to call
my boyfriend.

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Happy 4th Anniversary,
my Giant!
I love you very much..
lips heart beating
ladyjewelonline today!

I think I found Me

I am a woman who has been looking for me.

This last 6 months I found her, she was lost under this insecure mass that I had built to hide her.

I am overweight, because mainly my ex loved bigger woman, I am essentially a people pleaser, something I am realising.

Oh I was content and happy with my family, work and how I was seen in those areas, I am so proud of those area's in my life.

I forgot I was still a woman who could be loved without being changed, and now, I am being changed because it's what I want, because I am loved..

Right now I am being loved very gently and slowly as I see that I am enough just as I am, he makes my soul melt, and I am finding out I don't need a Man, but I want this one in a deep and magical way that only my soul understands.

To everyone here, you can find so much magic if you allow yourself to let someone show you, don't ever give up.kiss smitten
Mermaidhaironline today!

Life Update(s) and Bringing My A Game

I’ve come to the inevitable conclusion that I’m not going to find my other half in life. So I’m going to make arrangements with an Italian man in LA to “blow off steam” so to speak. I found him on a discreet site. Well he found me and threw me a like. May as well pick a man I want to do that with…the very best. He is the very best.

The thing is though is that I post my best photos online. I’m not gonna look like that at a drop of a hat. It takes time to look good so I’m hoping he doesn’t say can I see you right now?? I always dread that question. The last time that happened the guy said you look nothing like your picture. I told him I told you I’m not made up. I have no makeup on. Before he could respond he deleted me. So I dread it.

I want to do this before I get too old and have no libido left. I don’t know what will happen in the future. It’s possible that I won’t even care about it anymore and I dread that too.

So thanks Luke for telling me to just do it. I agree with you. It’s gonna pass me by and I’ll regret it. The years are going by fast now. Might as well do it before I can’t get men that are perfect 10s anymore. He’s 45 and a perfect 10. Man he’s gorgeous.

In other news, I have a big interview coming up for a medical assisting position. I actually can’t wait for it because the sooner it happens the quicker I will find out if I’m hired or not. I will take interviewing suggestions down below. And no they’re not male so I can’t use my sex appeal. Lol.

But if I get hired I will be celebrating with Mr. Mambo Italiano. blushing



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Orzzz

One day it goes to H.

I have two houses, the main one and the antique farm house. I rent the farmhouse. Last tenant was 23 years and was killed in a plant explosion. His best bud moved in and has been here for 6 years. Fit in nicely to the routine on the farm and helping out.
He is a smoker and drinker. Ended up with lung cancer over a year ago. Radiation and chemo and all good to go. Then arm swelled due to radiation. Fluid in chest..in hospital to drain a gallon. Ok.. Then VA put him back on maintenance chemo. He got up the other day and sick. Called daughter, into VA hospital.
She called yesterday. He was due to have surgery to drain pus caused by staph infection, super bad. Did shoulder, spine, cause he had a T12 compression fracture. And the hip replacement. Got agitated and they induced comma. She was there and so was a PRIEST! wow uh oh Gather the family. They put him on a ventilator. She spent the night. This morning they went into to check heart, two valves infected and he is too sick to operate. Last she said they were doing an MRI at noon to see if staph is in brain. IF so, with antibiotics not working, they will bring him out of comma, take off ventilator and allow family their good byes!frustrated crying
I told her do not let them give up on him!! She said definitely not!very mad I have not heard news since. Test was to be done by 3 and it is almost 5.
He is 58 years old. A lawyer and good guy. One day it all hits the fan and all she wrote.
It will not be the loss of the 23 year one, but sure rocks my world and farm. He surely did not deserve it. 23 year tenant was crushed to death when building landed on him. His sister choked to death last week at 56. And now his bud suffers and all with cancer and the problems the great medical industry gave him. Radiation destroys lymph system and chemo and radiation destroys immune system. And hospital visits gave him staph.
I am healthy cause I NEVER go near medical system nor Doctors!mumbling
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