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You'll have to capture my mind before you can capture my body, because I believe that the mind is the ultimate turn on. I value intelligence and wit above size or erotica. Are you up to the challenge?
I'm a BBW, with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, 5'2". Fun to be with? That's for you to decide. A sharp wit and intelligence will keep you on your toes for sure.
I'm separated -- but that means I have to work to keep my roof over my head, so nooners are decidedly out for me. I've considered being a kept woman, but then decided that it's just too hard to explain on a resume.... not to mention the references would be a little awkward.
I love life and all it offers. I see my glass as half full of champagne.
I like a man who is intelligent and comfortable in conversation, who's as at home in his suit as he is in his jeans. I like a man who can smile, relax and be himself.
Age is immaterial to me -- however, honesty and reliability are paramount. If I don't float your boat, tell me so. Life goes on.
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Just a thought
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
I love the changing seasons.
A New Year, A New Adventure
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Every day life brings an adventure, whether it's getting to work on time, flying halfway across the country for a meeting, meeting new people, or finding a new place to live.
This will be an adventure.
With the change of the year, I've been sorting through things and packing, trying to decide how much of this old life I need to take with me -- files, books, etc. I have too much junk, the accumulation of ten years in this place, thirteen years of marriage, and forty-four years of life. My husband and I have each found apartments and within a couple of weeks, surely before January is finished, we will be in our own places, beginning new lives.
Pretty heady stuff.
I've already chatted with some men who are looking forward to seeing my new digs -- I haven't decided anything yet, not even the color of my sheets, so deciding who's coming home with me is not really high on my priorities list yet. I want to be spoiled for a while.....
So, goodbye 2007.
Welcome, 2008. May it bring the things that bring that special gleam to our eyes.
Tuesday Morning - The Sweet View
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
On the good news front -- the people who want to buy our house have sold theirs (or have a contract offer on it) and we can proceed with the sale of ours.
On the not-so-good news front -- with the sale of our house, my husband and I will be getting separate apartments.
Everyone's life is complicated: it's just the degree of complexity and how we manage it that determines whether we're functional or basket cases. In my case, my marriage has been winding down for a while, and as long as we lived in the same house, we could maintain an illusion of normalcy. And my husband could maintain a hope of reconciliation.
With the sale of the house, all of that has been stripped away. Do I want to continue sharing a house with him? Do I want to continue this FWB illusion we've been maintaining? Do I want to remain tied to this house -- which is far too big for the two of us anyway?
Briefly, after some tearful "discussion" with my husband, I thought about calling the agent back and saying, "No, you guys didn't meet the contingency, the deal's off." I explained to my husband that yes, I could see us trying again, but what I really, really, REALLY needed was to be able to rely on him, that he'd follow through with the things he'd said he'd do. And he said he'd work on that, and we each agreed to stop seeing the people we were seeing.
And then we went shopping. Actually, I went shopping -- I've been so busy at work, I hadn't done my Christmas shopping, and I decided to do it all at this one place. I told my husband that I wouldn't be long, that I'd call him when I was done.
And I did.
I called him three times inside of fifteen minutes, and he never answered his cell phone. I went into a restaurant and ordered an iced tea, called him one last time saying that if I didn't hear from him, I was calling a taxi home. Halfway through my iced tea, he happened to be walking by, and I tapped on the glass. He came inside, and wanted to know why I hadn't called him.
He checked his phone and found he had left it on "silent."
So much for reliability.
So on Sunday, he told our stepdaughter, who dis-invited me to Christmas brunch, which is where he is now.
I feel a sense of sadness, knowing this chapter of my life is ending, but it's time, so I look to the New Year with anticipation and a little fear. There's a lot of new ground to cover. I have not lived alone for over fifteen years -- it will be an adventure, but one I'm looking forward to.
This Is What I Wrote
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
I really needed to talk to you, either Saturday or Sunday night.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
It's Sunday afternoon, less than ten days before Christmas: Crunch time for a lot of us for gift-shopping, house-decorating, and cookie baking.
Like a lot of us home doing the baking, I have a Christmas-music station on the radio. I keep meaning to start doing the baking, but my mind is elsewhere: on the man I've been seeing.
He is my Complication.
I love him so much my heart feels like its bursting from my chest, but with that love, comes the realization that this is impossible. He's married. My profile says I'm married too, but my marriage is ending.... but him, he is married. We won't spend Christmas with one another, or New Year's Eve. We can't even openly talk on the phone.
I sent my Complication a Christmas song -- Mariah Carey's "All I Want for Christmas (Is You)." Then I started to listen to the songs -- really listen to them -- and began to wonder why are so many of them so sad? Is it because they're such an intregal part of the whole Season of Expectations? We expect the tree to be trimmed perfectly, we expect the cookies not to burn, we expect our partners/spouses/friends to know what the perfect gift should be. When our expectations are not met, we feel deflated, lost, empty.
I expected to have a no-strings-attached fling. Instead, I met a man who makes me feel safe and secure and whole, yet the same emptiness that comes from not having our expectations met haunts me now, because I can't share the season with him. Many of the holiday songs remind me that we're in separate houses.
Would I go back to when I didn't know him? No. He's enriched my life tremendously, and I can never thank him enough for that. But it's time to look forward. I have never put my life -- nor my love -- on hold for anyone, and the future won't wait for me. I will meet it and anyone who is in it with a happy smile and a firm handshake.
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