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We are always encouraged to buy local. Apparently, it is good for the local economy. But local can be a very loose term. Local can be relative to your town, city, district, province, country, region, or continent. I can imagine that local can even be relative to our hemisphere, planet, solar system, or galaxy. I sure we can talk about our local sun’s position in the local galaxy.

Let’s assume you want pork sausage, but you don't like the local pigs. You have the options of importing exotic pigs from somewhere not local or you can relocate to a place that falls outside the area that you define as local. Both options can be rather costly while pigs are just pigs, wherever they are. It is not as if the non-local pigs have three rows of tits. I mean, why buy a pig if you can buy sausage over the counter at the supermarket?

Now what happens if the exotic pigs are just as bad as (or worse than) the local pigs? It happened before! You cannot fall back on the local pigs now. You have already offended the local pigs and, so it is unlikely that they’d be interested in dealing with you now.

The prospects of relocation are even bleaker and more complicated. How long before what was exotic before, becomes local? Chances are that, if you were not happy with the local pigs at your previous location, you are bound to become unhappy with the exotic pigs at the new location when they become the local pigs. I mean, just where is local?

Once again, you cannot fall back on the original local pigs because you already shot your mouth off about them. Remember, crawling back will be admitting that you were wrong. We don’t do that, do we?

It is very likely that, after relocating, you will end up importing exotic pigs from where you were in the first place. They are not local anymore, are they? Only now, you have the additional costs of transportation fees and import duties, where you could have had the now exotic pigs that used to be the local pigs, at cut-price rates.

Another good bet is to produce your own pigs… though you will need a good boar to compensate for any shortcomings in the existing female breeding stock. They say Palestine is a save haven for pig farmers. Nobody will ever steal your pigs, local or exotic.

Methinks it will be a good idea to hide a dislike for the local pigs lest an almost perfect local pig turns up by chance. No point in alienating the self from the local pigs until you found a suitable exotic pig.

What is that saying again about the grass being greener on the other side?


Have a bumper of a day.

This is for you... wherever you are...

Kind and caring. An equal partner. Your intelligence is sexy, confident and witty. Honest, fair, kind and considerate. You make me feel sexy, desired and beautiful, always bringing out the best in me. You're my hero, making sure I'm safe not only physically but emotionally.
Your voice is so familiar. Your passion controlling my body making me wanting you. You love, respect and accept me, watching as I grow into that woman I want to be.


If you are reading my one condition is; after our last kiss, say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe.
Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you'll see me again, even if it's just in your wildest dreams.

IT IS NOT LOVE, IT IS SOMETHING ELSE

If you love someone because you think that he or she is really gorgeous...
Then it's not love..
It is - Infatuation...

If you love someone because you think that you should not leave him because others think that you should not...
Then it is not love..
It is - Compromise...

If you love someone because you think that you cannot live without his touch....
Then it is not love..
It is - Lust...

If you love someone because you have been kissed by him...
Then it is not love..
It ?s - Inferiority Complex...

If you love someone because you cannot leave him thinking that it would hurt his feelings..
Then it is not love..
It is - Charity...

If you love someone, because you share everything with him...
Then it is not love..
It is - Friendship...

If you demand someone to accept you as you are,
Then it is not love…
It is selfishness…

If you kindly advise someone that you like travelling, but you do not say, who will pay the expenses…
Then it is not for love…
It is for money and dolce vita

But if you feel the pain of the other person more than him even when he is stable
And you cry for him…
This is - real LOVE...

We had a bad start involving a turned over dustbin. A few days later, while both of us were guests at a barbecue hosted by a mutual friend, we got along well enough to venture onto a dinner date a few days later and we discovered that we have more in common than what we suspected.

We are spending more and more time together and amazingly, we don’t make preset dates anymore. When I want to go somewhere, I simply walk across the road to fetch her and off we go. Likewise, when she wants to do something, she’ll just walk into my place, say so and we do it. Everything happens spontaneously and it is as if we’ve known each other for years, while in fact, it is only a very short time.

Somehow, without even discussing it, we became an item… and all those around us think so too.

The other amazing thing is that, during that barbecue, fairly early on, she mentioned very casually that after her stormy marriage, she will not easily get involved with somebody again and that she needs time and space to get her life back in order. Yet, as we grew closer, not once did she repeat that statement. In fact, I think that I got all the encouragement that a modern and decent woman would allow herself.

With the exception of that ‘horrible’ Yorkshire accent which I sometimes battle to understand (Molly suggested sub-titles ) and her inability to make a decent curry , she is everything I can expect in a woman; she is neat, attractive, sexy, intelligent, affectionate, adaptable, honest, and has many other good virtues. And apart from involving me in her life, she takes an interest in what I’m doing.

She can even bait a fishhook, rack pool balls, and pour a decent brandy. But jokes aside, I could very easily fall in love with her; if I’m not that already but still in denial. But even if I’m not in love with her, I’m very fond of her and I don’t really care what we do, as long as she enjoys it as well.

Yet, the future is unclear. She has to work another two years before she can retire with a decent pension and that is where the uncertainty starts. What will happen then? During our conversation at that first barbecue, she also mentioned that she is considering going back to the UK. Now, that is the one topic that I have avoided since and she did not bring it up either.

I don’t want her to go back but I cannot see my way open to influence her to stay. I feel that she has to make up her own mind; for if things go sour later, as they often do, she’ll tell me that I told her to stay. I know that I should grab the bull by the horns and ask her if she was serious about going back - and I would; if only I knew what to do if she still planned to return to her country.

Do I enjoy it while it lasts or do I take a smaller knock now to avoid a bigger knock later?


For those who don't know how this started, look at this.

Are we obligated to satisfied another person....one whom you may be just a friend with...to answering all of their questions, including personal questions that are really none of their business? In return, they make threats if you do not and even hold you emotionally hostage.

It is nice to try to be there for some people and try and understand them. But, it is another thing when they try and run over the top of you like a freight train with their self-proclaimed "warrior" perception of themselves.

Anyway....just some thoughts here.

Happy Friday all.



As a side note....a "warrior" who tries and use their words, intellect, and manipulation is nothing against a person who is not willing to play the game with them.

The reasons why people enter into relationships or decide to get married are many and varied.
In many cases “love” is not the initial primary factor, what seems to count for more is that the person we intend to spend our lives with is a “good” person that will care for us, respect us and provide for our needs.

“I always felt he never loved me”... was an admission made to me the other day, yet this particular woman was married for almost 30 years.

Has this been the case for you or anyone you know and as much as love takes many forms, is it really necessary to “be in love” to have a fruitful and contented life with someone?

A common question I think that comes up between two people as they are beginning to form a relationship is...what do you want or need from a relationship.

I would be wary of those who want and need too much...or perhaps anything at all.

Wouldn't it be great if people wanted and needed nothing....but instead, were grateful instead.


What a great way to reciprocate love.

I was divorced and back in the dating pool before I met my first nutter. They're not all on the dating websites, you know, they move among us in real life too.

This was a blind date, set up as a double date, and he would rather have been with the other lass. Fair to say we didn’t hit it off. When he found out I had a young daughter he said he bet I didn’t allow my ex to see her. He was so effing sick of meeting women who screwed their husbands for alimony AND made it impossible for them to see their kids.

Actually my daughter spends every weekend with her dad.

So he’s stuck at home looking after your kid while you’re out partying every weekend? That’s so effing typical . . .

Oh aye, he was a prince. He then started to complain about his last girlfriend. Women were insane. They say they want flowers and cards, and then when you give them everything they want, they go to the police about you. Effing insane.

Ummmmm - what happened?

He left a flower and a card every day under her windscreen wiper, the way she reacted you’d think he was an axe murderer. Effing b*tch. Just trying to show he was caring, and interested, seriously interested, isn’t that something women were supposed to want?

I’d have moved my car elsewhere, I said with perfect honesty and he glared at me with mingled triumph and hatred.

Like that made a difference! She never left it anywhere I couldn’t find it. Next thing I know I’m being told I’m a stalker! Effing mental.


****

I left, and he spent the rest of the evening telling my friend that I would never get a boyfriend, I was too effing uptight.

When she passed that on, I said he was a lunatic and should be locked up. She was quite taken aback. Yes he was a bit intense but compared to some of the blokes she’d dated, he was pretty normal.


*****

Define normal.

Okay, Gentlemen, your turn, tell me what you like and don't like about a girls' profile. Let's help women out by helping them how to make a profile better.

Just an observation and not that it matters at all to me, however, from posts made over the past month or so it is evident that a shed load of members on CS live in fantasy land.

I am not pointing fingers at anyone in particular so dont get on your high horse thinking I am talking about specific people... I'm not, I am just generalizing.

Ok... So here we go.....
1)The tales of woe..
Oh dear, oh dear, I gave him my heart... and he's married... Geeez!

2)Eternal love..
It's true, it's true, she told me she loved me and that our 30 year age gap was just a number... Hellooooo!

3)It's not just sex..
He told me, he did, we have a meaningful relationship... get a grip!

4)Plan B
I booked it, yay! Flying to another country to go see her/him, we've never talked or seen each other and its only been a week but I know in my heart, she/he's the one... Yeah right!

5)I'm in love
I love you, I love you too, Oh! he/she soooooo funny, makes me laugh, we talk for hours and hours, its so romantic..... Wakie, wakie!

6)The saint
He/she understands, she/he really does, although we have never met and he/she knows my life is a mess but our love is strong enough to cope, he/she tells me so, he/she is sooooo thoughtful and compassionate..... Errrrm really?

For whatever reason, people seem to get themselves into a situation that has "disaster" written all over it. By the time they realize what they have done, hearts have been broken, faith destroyed and in some cases lives ruined.

For those of you that say "I dont... " or "I wont be..." or "I would never..." I would say, dont be so sure, when someone ticks all the boxes its easy to loose sight of reality regardless of whether you think your feet are firmly grounded.