Well, I can count on the fingers of both hands (okay, removing one shoe) the times when I've been nervously excited about a date. I guess I do go overboard but for me that's part of the fun.
Actually, in many of those cases, that was the most fun part! I do miss the buzz never quite the same once you know what you're in for on that second / third date, and after that I dress for me
And by the way, I expect him to be clean and shaved and trimmed, nose hairs plucked, ears defuzzed, clean clothes (ironing optional but much appreciated). You can do that in five minutes? Your CAT takes longer! and he's neutered!
Fraya, the only way I can get myself out the door for a first date is to get keyed up. LOVE dressing up even if the end result looks as though I spent 10 minutes getting ready!
Not ungrateful for the other, though. Been very handy in its time. Who remembers this song? My first boyfriend used to sing it to me. I was Not Grateful.
I wanna be drop-dead gorgeous. My mum used to say I was Special (not so special I got to ride the Special Bus) and my friends always said kindly that I had Personality. It's like having Really Great Hair.
Just once, though, I'd like a first date where I knock the guy flying with my fabulousness instead of my personality! I've come close, a couple of times, but they always recovered, because stupid personality got in the way again.
Still looking for a treadmill. Hi all thanks for comments and sorry I faded last night. Probably fading again tonight but will be around over the weekend, looking forward to lively blogs
That Dr Seuss legend is persistent, also that he self-published. Actually I was told he was commissioned to write a book using only 600 words. But that may also be urban myth.
For sure, giving up guarantees failure. If you set your sights at something you can achieve, you are aiming too low ... lots of motivational stuff out there.
The saddest thing in life is to achieve your life's ambition, because then you have no goal.
Noooooo don't make me the bad guy. I was being chatted up by a very somber funeral director and felt guiltily that my mirth was out of place.
No ending, a beginning, all 3 like cars, are singing from the same hymn sheet, now just a question of logistics
This just in by email:
WIFE TO DRUNK HUSBAND: from now on, if your lips touch liquor they'll never touch mine again HUSBAND: awwwwww?? WIFE: now what are you thinking ?? HUSBAND: deciding...... WIFE: deciding what ? 18 yrs old SCOTCH OR 60 yrs old LIPS...
Sands - not much longer now to tote that weary load. No, didn't watch it, went through a fairly obsessive stage and now in a really good place and keeping my aura as pink and frothy as I can make it which means avoiding the dark things
You are probably making the sign at me right now - aha! self-proclaimed nutjob! - but right now? This minute? A little giddy ...
The girl's side of getting ready
Ms Witch, I'd switch for you, when you say such nice things.Am I seriously the only female on CS who dresses up for a first date