And there are some that I love that aren't traditional carols:
"I'll be Home for Christmas"
"Christmas Through Your Eyes" (Gloria Estevan)
and, I think it's called "The Christmas Song", but I'm not sure.....we all know it...it begins with "Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire", and the best is Nat King Cole's version.
Yes, and while I know that this is true (physical attraction comes first), paint, shirts, cars, and eye-glasses are inanimate objects without intelligence, personality, or character. I think what I'm trying to resolve within my own self is finding a happy medium. I know I need an attraction, but I wonder sometimes if I'm setting my standards too high (the whole package thing). I won't compromise on character and compatible levels of intelligence and wit, for example, but I'm thinking I should compromise a bit more on the physical aspects of attraction.
Ahhhhhh, who am I kidding? I want it ALL, damn it!!!
Lost my connection for a short while....nice to see the responses from all.
Yes, I guess I kinda knew that it is normal to have to have that chemistry and that who I find attractive is not necessarily going to be viewed the same way by others, thankfully. An old friend of mine once told me.... "My Granddaddy used to say that if everyone had the same taste in women, all the men in the world would be after Grandma!"
I guess I'm just kicking myself a little bit for those good men I let slip through my fingers along the way.
And, for the record, I'm not one who goes for gorgeous men. I prefer more of an average (sometimes even a bit geeky!) looking man. LOL. The right pair of eyeglasses on a man can really attract my attention! So, Harry.....ordinary guys are definitely more to my liking!
I realized recently that I'm more particular about looks than I really want to be. I mean, we would probably all agree that we want to be attracted physically to someone if we are going to date them or more, but many of us tell ourselves that it's the personality and character and inner qualities that we really care about. Yes, these things do matter most, of course. But to what degree are we willing to overlook an unattractive exterior in favor of a beautiful inner being? I had a serious problem in my left eye recently and the doctor told me that if I had ignored the symptoms, I could have ultimately lost my sight in that eye. All is fine now, he says, and I'm able to resume all my normal activities again. But this experience was, for lack of a better way of putting it, a real "eye opener".... My imagination got the better of me and I thought of how different my life would be if I lost my sight, carrying it to extremes in my head to the point of total blindness. And among other considerations, I thought about dating and how I would no longer have any concerns about how attractive the man is physically. (Keep in mind that this is MY imagination running amok, and in MY imagination, even with my blindness, I'm still enjoying an active social life!!!! HA!). In my usual long-winded way, the thing that really struck me is that I realized that there have been a number of men whom I have known through the years that I would definitely have dated and may have had something lasting and real with, but I didn't because I just wasn't physically attracted to them....they were some really decent and appealing men, intellectually and as regards character and personality, but I just couldn't ignore the fact that I wasn't physically attracted. So..... Normal? Snob? Stupid? All of the above?
Last night I went out to a bar and spent too much money and had some drunks hitting on me, so I decided to take it easy tonight! Seriously, I just had one of those "I just want to stay home and chill" days today....all day. So I'm doing exactly what I want to be doing.
I know, Indy....it's so transparent, isn't it? It's enough to make you want to just end the date and head on back to your yacht, right?? Am I right?? What? No yacht? Hmmmmmm.....head off to your vacation home in Aspen??? No? Hmmmmmm.....just get in your Jaguar and drive back to your condo on Park Avenue?? Not that, either, eh?
Well, would you just LOOK at the time!!! It's getting late, isn't it? Would you mind if we skip dessert and could you please just take me home? I think I'm getting a migraine all of a sudden.
Regardless of what questions you ask, just be a good listener when she answers you. Conversation will flow much more easily if you listen to what she's saying (and vice-versa); this will lead to more questions and more discussion. The best questions, in my opinion, are those that are meant to get to know me as a person, not just to gather data. Avoid making it seem like an interview, though. And, if she asks you about your ex-wife or former girlfriends and why your past relationships ended, keep it short and simple. Don't bad-mouth an ex, but don't give the impression that you are still mentally stuck in that former relationship, either. Smile when you see her, toss in a few compliments during the evening (if genuine, that is), be a gentleman, and I'll bet you both have a most enjoyable time! Best of luck on your date!
I was with you up until the bench pressing part. Never have been into body-builders, really. Give me a man who can seduce me with his mind and I'm a gone, though.
Ooooh, I love that movie! But, no...it's just that I've been to Santorini (Shirley went to Mykonos, by the way) and it was so beautiful! But I went with my sister and a friend, so romance and intimacy weren't on the itinerary! I decided that I would have to return there one day with a man that I am in love with, should that ever happen.
I definitely do not have an ideal match in mind. I've learned over the years that different things attract me in different people and it's just a situation of "I'll know it when I find it", rather than "I'm looking for a man who has _____ and _____ and who never _____ but will always _____ and who _____", etc.
I remember a radio we had in our living room that had a back panel with lots of holes in it, through which I could see light coming out when it was turned on. The light was from the tubes in the radio, before transistors came along. And I remember taking the tubes to the 7-11 to check them to see if they were burned out or not. When I was very young, I remember seeing the light come out of the back of the radio, hearing the music coming from it, and straining my eyes, trying desperately to see the tiny orchestra or miniature singers that were inside that radio!
I remember my first camera....a Kodak Instamatic, with the 4-sided flash bulb attachments that would pop once used.
I remember our school playgrounds....hard metal slides and monkey bars, from which...if you happened to fall....you would drop to hard cement, not shredded tires for padding. Oh, and those slides would be SO hot under the Florida sun!
I remember my first Barbie doll...with the black and white striped bathing suit, the one that would sell for a s***load of money now!
I remember watching the Beatles on the Ed Sullivan show, on their first trip to America. I was still a bit young, but my older sisters were already listening to their music, and with only one tv set, we all watched television together....including when my grandmother wanted to watch Lawrence Welk!!!! Ugh.
I remember playing outside every day....riding my bike, playing hopskotch on the sidewalk where I had drawn the boxes with charcoal, playing tag or any of a number of outdoor games. All the children in the neighborhood would be outside, and at dinner time, mothers up and down the street would poke their heads out of their front door to call their child in to eat.
I remember going to the airport to fly overseas (my Dad's job was quite similar to what I am now doing)....and everyone dressed up. Women wore dresses and heels and gloves; men wore suits and ties and hats.
I remember being in school in Florida in the 60s and having to bring in some canned goods at the beginning of the school year (each child had to), which were returned to us at the end of the year. These canned goods were for us to survive on in case of a nuclear attack! Yeah....and crouching under desks, too, during drills. Ahhh, the cold war threat was alive and well then, particularly during and after the Cuban missile crisis/Bay of Pigs incident.
I remember my father passing one gas station, heading towards the next down the street, because the gas at the first station was priced higher than the other....and I remember that the gas was 23 cents a gallon!
I had a serious problem with my eye recently. I went back to the eye doctor this afternoon and he has given me the "all clear" on my progress. I have my walking papers and I shall go out and be with friends in about an hour. I've been stuck at home for 10 days and all I want to do is to just be out of my apartment....out walking, out seeing people, out enjoying the hustle and bustle of the city again. Yep....I'm heading out! Simple as that....and it's another reminder that the simplest things in life can mean so much. I don't really have to DO anything; I just want to be out, amongst friends, and witnessing and experiencing activity and freedom again.
Thanks, Jeff! By the way, you can stand in front of the sink and wash some dishes without fear of losing your manliness as long as you occasionally start to bob and weave from an imaginary sparring partner and do some of those air jabs and punches. All doubts of your masculinity will be quickly eliminated with a regular routing of air-boxing.
I had visitors for a few hours, so I was offline when you wrote this. First of all, thank you! Secondly, I fully agree with your last bit...."only a strong man would want to help with these things."
I wonder sometimes when it will become as obvious to most men as it is to most women...we do NOT think of you as weak or less of a man if you pick up a dishtowel or a mop. In fact, I would venture to guess, this can be one of life's biggest turn-ons....seeing a man who is so secure in his masculinity and so self-aware that he can leave the machismo behind and simply do what must be done. This is a man.
Thinking about stereotypes here, not necessarily how you (male or female) might really be. Do you have a particular trait or characteristic that others have told you is more often found in the opposite gender? In other words, if you are a woman, has anyone ever told you that you do something more like a man might, rather than a woman? And, vice-versa for the men.
And, if so....do you perceive the comments as insults or compliments?
I wonder this because I have been told (more than once) that I think like a man....that I approach something in a certain methodical and logical process of reasoning, and men seem to view this as a manly trait. I don't agree, for I know many women who are logical and thoughtful, but this is what I have heard.
Now, a man telling me this believes that he is complimenting me.
If you are a man, have you been told that you do something like a woman and was it ever meant as a compliment? How many times do we hear phrases like "you throw like a girl!" or "you're acting like a wuss!" (implying a feminine-like show of emotion or discomfort with aggressive behavior). If you are a man, what stereotypical feminine trait might be attributed to you that you would view as a compliment?
I'm not sure how this application/questionnaire truly differs from some in previous administrations. I'd like to have a look at it, actually. I am a government employee and I am about 1000 rungs DOWN the ladder from future cabinet members. Yet, when I applied almost 7 years ago, I filled out a very lengthy (multiple pages) application, had to write a biography, had to write an essay about myself and why I wanted the job and would be well-suited for it, and had to sign a lot of documents. This was just the initial application process....and I am a secretary. Subsequently, when I was offered the position, it was conditional at first, pending my full background check and security clearance, which took months to complete. I just recently had to re-submit a lot of the same information and update previously provided data in order to renew my security clearance. And, yes, it takes a lot of rummaging through old documents and finding former addresses and telephone numbers of friends, relatives, etc. It's extremely lengthy and extremely time-consuming. Some might consider this an invasion of privacy. To those people, I would simply say to avoid such a job, then. I sought this job and wanted it very much and am so glad I was hired. And, I would also ask everyone to consider this.... Many government officials have access to classified information, not just the top dogs. Don't you think that these people (myself included) should have a clean background and our friends and associates are not on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted list? Although the clearance process is not fool-proof (case in point, Robert Hansen et al.), as some government agency employees DO occasionally become spies or informants for other nations, it is at least a means by which the truly inappropriate candidates can be weeded out. It's very difficult for people who are not associated with the government to understand such a lengthy application and clearance process, but I am glad it's this way. National security is not just a movie plot; it's a very real necessity. I've personally seen breaches of national security that never made the news, but that could have cost innocent lives in the end, had they not been detected beforehand. And these would-be cabinet members have either filled such forms out many times already and are well used to them, or they will just have to get with the program if they want the job.
First of all, I do hope for the best for you, I truly do.
But the only thing I can say about him being online and you noticing that.....well, dear Rose....in order for you to have found him there, you had to be there, too. He might indeed be wondering the same about you. These things are very delicate and tricky. I would forget it and let time prove his feelings for you (and vice-versa). If your relationship grows and you begin to build something special together, then you should both talk about these sites and what you will or won't do on them.
Taking my place in line here. 53-year old woman in Greece just checked you out, too. And, by the way....I love a Mario, too. He's a Greek tenor who sings beautifully! Marios Frangoulis. If anyone wants to listen, go to YouTube and listen to "Here's to the Heroes".
I don't believe that there is one special person out there for each of us. It just seems too impossible, too daunting. If there was one particular person that would be my perfect mate in life, what are the odds that I will actually ever meet that person? Even if you reduce the odds and keep it geographically or culturally within the same range, it's still almost unfathomable that I would connect with the one American man, to keep it simple, that I am "meant" to be with. I think it's situational and coincidental, at best. We connect with different people on different levels and at different stages in our lives. What attracted me to a man 30 years ago or 20 years ago is different from what attracts me today, and this is due to my own maturation and changes that have taken place in my life over the years. As for wondering if you will find someone to share your life....to love and be loved by in return, I would venture to say that most of us here wonder the same thing. Will it happen? There are no guarantees that it will. But I can pretty much guarantee you one thing (and this is something I am fully cognizant of as well).....Mr. Right won't be knocking on your door one evening, saying "Here I am....your wait is over, my love". You DO have to get out there somehow. Most things that we want in life are things that we have to pursue. Finally, as for meeting someone special on a dating site...all I can say is that it DOES happen for some, though it hasn't happened for me. However, I HAVE made friends and that's always a good thing. I don't just mean that I have communicated online with these friends; I have met them in person and remain friends with them even now....male and female. Maybe I will never find love online, but I've lost nothing in my search, such as it is. I take the online interaction with a grain of salt. My expectations are extremely low and, frankly, I don't really think I will meet my special someone here or online in general. But one never knows. It's just another avenue, another door I can open. Good luck to you!
On my desk where I use my laptop, I have a radio, a glass of wine, a telephone, a Blackberry, a remote control for the heater/air conditioner unit, a letter from my doctor describing what he did to my eye recently, and a beautiful bouquet of roses that were brought to me this evening.
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RE: Favourite Christmas Carol ?
And there are some that I love that aren't traditional carols:"I'll be Home for Christmas"
"Christmas Through Your Eyes" (Gloria Estevan)
and, I think it's called "The Christmas Song", but I'm not sure.....we all know it...it begins with "Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire", and the best is Nat King Cole's version.