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I want to know about Respected Ashlander.
Anyone know about her.

There is no such thing as “equality” between a man and a woman. We can only be truly happy in a relationship if we understand and accept our imperfections and roles in a relationship.

Men are always the protector, the provider, the tougher and stronger one. Men do harder work that women can’t physically achieve. Men pick up the gun , keep his wife and kids safe in the room before opening the door and face the dangers outside. Men make and take the hard the decisions that women will have hard time deciding. Men can take emotional and physical pain to keep going than most women ever could. Men will man up and do everything to keep his woman, children and family safe. With some exception, men have the balls.

Women are there to support the men who protect them . Women’s emotional, mental, social and spiritual supports keep their men going…motivate them to do better and be better men for women, better father for their children. Women may not be physically as tough as the men but we women have plenty softness and gentleness that could melt our man’s heart and make a better man out of him. Though many women tried to replace a man’s place by wearing a “strap on”…balls will always be for the men.

We shout for “equality”…women go out to work and try to succeed more than other men ever could…resulting in broken family, neglected children, divorces. We can work and provide for our children too but how far will we go to prove that we are “equal” to the men?

This is my personal opinion and does not apply to “men” who aren’t man enough nor “women” who are too tough and strong to be a woman.

Been busy these days, so tired of being strong…I need a man!


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I often hear that men are visual creatures. If that is true, a blind man has a definite advantage over the seeing when it comes to sex. They see with their hands, don’t they? No, I don’t envy them; I don’t want to be blind, but I admire the way in which they adapt to their circumstances.

About 35 years ago, I had a colleague who had a blind wife. Let’s call him Jakes. One day I saw them driving and I noticed what a beautiful woman she was. I remarked about her beauty to another colleague and he laughed and said that only a blind woman could marry Jakes. Only then, I learned that she was blind. Granted, Jakes was not good-looking at all, but I think she saw something else in him.

I’m not going to go into the detail of how it came about, but one day after work, the situation arose that Jakes had to drive somebody home in that person’s own car and I had to follow them in his car. His wife was with me in his car. I did not know where our destination was. The traffic was thick and we were separated from one another. I cursed under my breath but she assured me that it is no problem. She said that she knew where they were going.

‘Big Deal’, I thought, but what a revelation it turned out to be. She started giving directions with detailed landmarks as we went along. She frequently asked for feedback as we drove. I asked her if she remembered all this from before she became blind. She said that she was born blind. Just when I thought we were lost forever, she told me to turn right at the next street corner and I will find Jakes at the fourth house on the left. Jakes was just coming out the house as we stopped in front of the gate.

While Jakes drove me back to my own car, I was amazed once more. As we drove along, he patiently explained to his wife, in vivid detail, everything he saw along the way. The traffic lights, the shops, other cars, pedestrians, trees, and everything else. Sometimes she probed him for more detail like color or size. He was her eyes.


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By the end of April...if all goes to plan...i'm off to my piece of paradise...
Its been a dream for a looong time now...and just want my adventure to begin!...

My kids have to up their game...stand on their own two feet...start smelling the roses... ...

My dog is coming..which is gonna make me public enemy number 1... ....

My guilt lies with the fact that i am leaving my Mum...
She is 91....fit enough to cook and care for herself...but needs me to shop, and whatever else is needed....
The children will now have to muck in...take over this duty...

I just feel....i've done what i could for many years...and i want to 'do this'... ..

This would be one of my rare personal topics in blog land. I wasn't going to share and let the world judge me and my situation but I thought I need it just to confirm whether my decision is right or wrong.

Here's the situation: the ex of whom I'm having a relationship with got hold of him through "kik", they talked and from the transcripts (of which I won't go into detail), they're very excited and she still calls him baby. (She left him for a millionaire with multiple businesses world wide, married him and living in the high nines). They have 30 years difference and from what I gather she misses my partner so much specially in bed.

Imagine my shock reading their conversations.

This went on for a week. He never mentioned to me about it. The worst part is he acted as though I don't exist, let alone in a relationship.

Note: I terminated our relationship and he's fighting so hard to save it. Explaining that that isn't cheating.

We're just over three years and would have been married but thank God, we're not. We are planning on buying a house together. Just couldn't make up our minds if in California or in Mid West



How do you feel, if it were you? We've been together as a couple talking about forever.

Thanks all for your reads and comments if any.

2nd Note: he'd been confirmed cheater and womanizer. However, with me, professing to have changed.

Last NOTE: I accidentally discovered the conversation. He's in the living room while I was in the bedroom where he charges his phone. It beeped and in his business, it's important for him to respond right away. My shock to realize it's his ex. I'm not spying nor snooping. Lol I think when I trust a person, I trust and not worried about what they do to hurt the relationship.

I decided to start aerobics. I wriggled twisted and jumped up and down for an hour.


By the time I got my leotard on, the class was over

I love browsing in second hand book shops. I bought a book about magic and was leafing through it one night when I inadvertently evoked a demon from the underworld. It said it had come to carry out my bidding, but I couldn't think of anything for it to do. Actually, there are lots of little things that I would like doing, but, apparently, tidying up and going over my place with a duster lack the necessary element of evil that the demon requires of any task it is asked to perform. I told the demon I would give the matter some consideration and let it know if I thought of anything suitable for it to do. In the meantime, the demon asked where it might reside while waiting to be told my bidding. It has to be somewhere very hot, so I agreed to let it temporarily possess my central heating boiler. I really am going to have to think of an evil task for the demon to perform so that it will return to the underworld. It's nothing personal, it's just that it's playing havoc with my thermostat settings; it's like a furnace in here now.

I'll scroll through some old emails or check photos in my phone and come across someone who passed on. While I'm not close to any CS members, I do remember those bloggers who were an active part of the CS community and are no longer with us.

Nearly a year ago, Willy passed away.
A few years now that wenever left us.
Bearwoman is gone too...

Thinkin' of ya!