Keeping busy my girl could have been more but did not need to overload. One at the time is my rule. Don't know what is going on it is like a parade. Love the attention but that is another story. Am sure learning from all this, facts I will stick into my pocket for when needed for the next.
The generous guy.........I sure would love to find out how this ended lol...............
Several men are in the locker room of a private club after exercising. Suddenly a cell phone on one of the benches rings. A man picks it up and the following conversation ensues:
"Hello?"
"Honey, It's me."
"Sugar!"
"Are you at the club?"
"Yes."
"Great! I'm at the mall 2 blocks from where you are. I saw a beautiful mink coat. It is absolutely gorgeous! Can I buy it?"
"What's the price?"
"Only $1,500."
"Well, okay, go ahead and get it, if you like it that much."
"Ahhh, and I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the 2007 models. I saw one I really liked. I spoke with the salesman and he gave me a really good price ... and since we need to exchange the BMW that we bought last year..."
"What price did he quote you?"
"Only $60,000!"
"Okay, but for that price I want it with all the options."
"Great! Before we hang up, something else..."
"What?"
"It might seem like a lot, but I was reconciling your bank account and...well, I stopped by to see the real estate agent this morning and I saw the house we had looked at last year. It's on sale! Remember? The one with a pool, English garden, acre of park area, beachfront property...
"How much are they asking?"
"Only $450,000... a magnificent price, and I see that we have that much in the bank to cover..."
"Well, then go ahead and buy it, but just bid $420,000, OK?"
"Okay, sweetie. Thanks! I'll see you later!! I love you!!!"
"Bye."
The man hangs up, closes the phone's flap and asks aloud, "Does anyone know to whom this phone belongs?"
About 8-10 men have passed my way the last two month. I will spare you the details. I am thinking I ought to keep a diary but hey it is okay. I bounce back like a little rubber ball. Hope to tell you later about the one that "made it" so far. Standing out from the others by far.
So you made a big mistake. Did you learn something if you did you will not make that same mistake again. You are much to young to give up on finding real love again. Trust me it does exist.
Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want, then when you see what the other person has, you wish you had ordered that.
After a quarrel, a husband said to his wife, "You know, I was a fool when I married you." She replied, "Yes, dear, but I was in love and didn't notice."
Man is incomplete until he is married. Then he is finished.
Just think, if it weren't for marriage, men would go through life thinking they had no faults at all.
You know the honeymoon is pretty much over when you start to go out with the boys on Wednesday nights, and so does she.
I've got trouble with the wife again - she came into the bar looking for me and I asked for her number.
The theory used to be you marry an older man because they are more mature. The new theory is that men don't mature. So you might as well marry a younger one.
Love is one long sweet dream, and marriage is the alarm clock.
When a newly married man looks happy, we know why. But when a ten-year married man looks happy, we wonder why.
There was this lover who said that he would go through hell for her. They got married, and now he is going through hell.
There was a man who said, "I never knew what happiness was until I got married...and then it was too late!"
Married life is full of excitement and frustration: * In the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens. * In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens. * In the third year, they both speak and the neighbors listen.
It is true that love is blind but marriage is definitely an eye-opener.
A happy marriage is a matter of giving and taking; the husband gives and the wife takes.
Son: How much does it cost to get married, Dad? Father: I don't know son, I'm still paying for it.
Son: Is it true? Dad, I heard that in ancient China, a man doesn't know his wife until he marries. Father: That happens everywhere, son, everywhere!
A husband is living proof that a wife can take a joke.
Marriage is very much like a violin; after the sweet music is over, the strings are attached.
Marriage is love. Love is blind. Therefore, marriage is an institution for the blind.
Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor's Degree and the woman gets her Masters.
Marriage requires a man to prepare 4 types of "rings": ** The Engagement Ring ** The Wedding Ring ** The Suffe-Ring ** The Endu-Ring
First guy (proudly): "My wife's an angel!" Second guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."
When the day is dark and dreary and your way is hard to find, Don't let your heart be weary, just keep this thought in mind. It is better to light just one little candle than to stumble in the dark. Better to light just one little candle all you need is a tiny spark. If we'd all say a prayer that the world would be free. The wonderful dawn of a new day we'll see. And if everyone lights just one little candle what a bright world it would be.
Shelley I understand how you feel. You take yourself with you where ever you go and the people elswhere are most likely not any different. There are bigots living everywhere. Luckely they are in the minority. This too shall pass.
Amsterdam and the Hague are very close to each other. 1/2 hour? Yes they each have a distinctive different accent not a dialect an accent. So it is with many places in Holland. In the US you can differentiate between a New Yorker and for instances a Texan, but now we are talking thousands of miles, not a mere few km.
Even dialects can have not all, but some of the words changed a mere 20 km apart.
Carol have you also learned the Spanish language? Holland is small but has two official language and many dialects. My husband did not know a dialect. Strange, those who speak a dialect, keep speaking it a lot more. I have a program where I can only join in when using the dialect. This particular dialect only spoken in the North, is not taught at school. You pick it up on the street etc. I was amazed when first reading it while in Canada, that I could read it because as I said it was not learned. While in Holland I had learned to understand it more than speak it. Now found I could read it too My mother did not allow it spoken at home.
> > A woman visited a plastic surgeon who told her about a new > > procedure called 'The Knob', where a small knob is > > placed at the top of the woman's head and could be > > turned to tighten up her skin and produce the effect of a > > brand new face-lift. Of course, the woman wanted 'The > > Knob'. > > Over the course of years, the woman tightened the knob and > > the effects were wonderful, the woman remained young looking > > and vibrant. > > > > After fifteen years, the woman returned to the surgeon > > with two problems. 'All these years, everything has > > been working just fine'. > > I've had to turn the knob many times and I've > > always loved the results. But now I've d eveloped two > > annoying problems: First, I have these > > terrible bags under my eyes and the knob won't get rid > > of them. > > The doctor looked at her closely and said, 'Those > > aren't bags, those are your breasts'. > > She said, 'Well, I guess there's no point in asking > > about the goatee'.
Dutch is truly a tuty fruty of many languages. French was used by the middle class during the golden age of Holland the 17-18th century. Today there are so many French words left that most people don't recognize them as French any longer.
German, Jidish, English, French, Italian, Spanish as Holland was at war with Spain for 80 years, are all part of the Dutch language.
Barren your so right about jokes and certain sayings they can not be translated without losing some or all of its meaning. I will never lose my first language, besides Dutch I know the dialect that even my Dutch husband did not understand. Something like English and Gaelic, so different. I keep up with my language and the dialect by tuning in to the programs that speak both. All the Dutch people that I know do not speak their first language any longer for the reasons stated earlier. I think, dream in English. Then there is the Africaner language that I can read and understand but not speak. A smattering of German completes my knowledge of foreign languages.
I have Dutch neighbours we always talk Dutch. Correction we never speak Dutch to each other. You can have 30 Dutch together and they will all talk English. Take for example Germans or Italian etc, they will as soon as a few meet, talk their native language.
I believe the Dutch don't is because they want to blend in. There attitude is more like; I now live here so must adapt to my new country's ways. That includes the language.
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The "traffic" has been very good so far....there is a lot of rubber left for me to bounce back
Keeping busy my girl could have been more but did not need to overload.Don't know what is going on it is like a parade.
Love the attention but that is another story.
Am sure learning from all this, facts I will stick into my pocket for when needed for the next.