There are some people who leave impressions
not so lasting as the imprint of an oar upon the water.
Kate Chopin
Tuesday 31 January 2012
A Quote to cheer you up
Happiness is like a butterfly which,
when pursued,
is always beyong our grasp.
but which if you sit down quietly,
may alight upon you.
Nathaniel Hawthorne.
when pursued,
is always beyong our grasp.
but which if you sit down quietly,
may alight upon you.
Nathaniel Hawthorne.
Wednesday 16 November 2011
OHH!! MY god i've got a crush or have i been struck by lightning???
Yes I have a crush. well, if I was like totally you know 15 ; all over ago.
But ohh no I am , well, the other side of 30. Yet I go weak at the knees, feel totally flustered, tongue tied, (yes I know how could that be possible) and that overwhelming flash of sexually desire races through me.
And its all my neighbors fault.
Why ohh why does ( or do I have to ) he have to live next door??
And the cruncher - He is definetly, not, one minuetly teeny weeny bit gay.
(No offence all you gay guys, some of you are drop dead gorgeous. sigh!!!)
Seems he has broken a may heart or two in the past.
Oh no the said neighbor has that sexually magnetism that some guys exude.
Does he even realise this?
At times I reckon he does and yet, when you chat with others; who supposedly know him better, he doesn't.
So here we(both) were last sat.morning going about our business; when our two worlds crossed paths.
Of course I had my, not so hot looking, clothes on; just plain old rugby top and shorts with grungee dirty sneakers, hair badly needing a wash. Yep its good old Murphy's Law thing.
.......having just bought the w/end newspaper and the usual chat with the lady behind the counter, at nearby general store, i began to step aside for another customer when ...............
"Good Morning" reverberates into the store.
As i swung around said hunky, gorgeous neighbour walks ( strolls languidly) into the store.
Everything stopped and the whole world began to run in slow motion.
As I watched his tall muscly torso walk toward the drinks fridges, at the back of store, I suddenly noticed his deep tanned skin, those firm biceps, the way his shoulders sat strong and straight, his jeans hanging just so on those, ohh my god, hunky gluts. I could see my hands firmly grasping them in a fit of sexually pique.
As he walked, with a bottle of water, back toward the counter, His eyes - they are pitch black - just held my gaze. I so could not look away. It was all hypnotic.
Surrealy I could see me sliding my hands under that firm fitting t shirt and just stroking that chest and six pack. His firm hands slide down my back and those thumbs, just pressing lightly but firmly across the bottom of my shoulder blades until they rested, nestled under each arm at the bottom of my breasts.
He seemed to walk just that little bit slower. Slowly and confidently looked me up and down, with that gaze that a buyer at a cattle sale would use with a prize bull.
I watched my mind take in his whole presence, the fact his zipper on his pale blue jeans was a little ajar. That was when I could see me doing all sorts of deliciously naughty things to him. He seemed to know I was thinking, actually feeling very 'hot and bothered' by his presence.
Then just as I could feel his deliciously warm breath nibbing my neck and ear He stepped into - that real close "physical" circle around me. "hows' your day going?" he asked.
Did he know i was thinking and feeling all sorts of carnal things about him??
Like a sudden slap to the back of the head, I managed to say hello and then just bolted.
Trying to remain 'cool' I walked across the road and home.
It seems the interaction was not missed by the others in the store because later in the dat, when I had to go back the lady behind the counter goes " so whats going on btw you 2? you be careful now"
So yes I have a crush. it must be what else could it be???
Am I too old to have a'crush?' I mean what do we call it for us 'older gals?'
I am certain he is a little intrigued also but how does one know?
So I will continue to cherish 'window shopping' my Ferrari boy. from afar - very afar.
But ohh no I am , well, the other side of 30. Yet I go weak at the knees, feel totally flustered, tongue tied, (yes I know how could that be possible) and that overwhelming flash of sexually desire races through me.
And its all my neighbors fault.
Why ohh why does ( or do I have to ) he have to live next door??
And the cruncher - He is definetly, not, one minuetly teeny weeny bit gay.
(No offence all you gay guys, some of you are drop dead gorgeous. sigh!!!)
Seems he has broken a may heart or two in the past.
Oh no the said neighbor has that sexually magnetism that some guys exude.
Does he even realise this?
At times I reckon he does and yet, when you chat with others; who supposedly know him better, he doesn't.
So here we(both) were last sat.morning going about our business; when our two worlds crossed paths.
Of course I had my, not so hot looking, clothes on; just plain old rugby top and shorts with grungee dirty sneakers, hair badly needing a wash. Yep its good old Murphy's Law thing.
.......having just bought the w/end newspaper and the usual chat with the lady behind the counter, at nearby general store, i began to step aside for another customer when ...............
"Good Morning" reverberates into the store.
As i swung around said hunky, gorgeous neighbour walks ( strolls languidly) into the store.
Everything stopped and the whole world began to run in slow motion.
As I watched his tall muscly torso walk toward the drinks fridges, at the back of store, I suddenly noticed his deep tanned skin, those firm biceps, the way his shoulders sat strong and straight, his jeans hanging just so on those, ohh my god, hunky gluts. I could see my hands firmly grasping them in a fit of sexually pique.
As he walked, with a bottle of water, back toward the counter, His eyes - they are pitch black - just held my gaze. I so could not look away. It was all hypnotic.
Surrealy I could see me sliding my hands under that firm fitting t shirt and just stroking that chest and six pack. His firm hands slide down my back and those thumbs, just pressing lightly but firmly across the bottom of my shoulder blades until they rested, nestled under each arm at the bottom of my breasts.
He seemed to walk just that little bit slower. Slowly and confidently looked me up and down, with that gaze that a buyer at a cattle sale would use with a prize bull.
I watched my mind take in his whole presence, the fact his zipper on his pale blue jeans was a little ajar. That was when I could see me doing all sorts of deliciously naughty things to him. He seemed to know I was thinking, actually feeling very 'hot and bothered' by his presence.
Then just as I could feel his deliciously warm breath nibbing my neck and ear He stepped into - that real close "physical" circle around me. "hows' your day going?" he asked.
Did he know i was thinking and feeling all sorts of carnal things about him??
Like a sudden slap to the back of the head, I managed to say hello and then just bolted.
Trying to remain 'cool' I walked across the road and home.
It seems the interaction was not missed by the others in the store because later in the dat, when I had to go back the lady behind the counter goes " so whats going on btw you 2? you be careful now"
So yes I have a crush. it must be what else could it be???
Am I too old to have a'crush?' I mean what do we call it for us 'older gals?'
I am certain he is a little intrigued also but how does one know?
So I will continue to cherish 'window shopping' my Ferrari boy. from afar - very afar.
Monday 25 July 2011
Philosophy For Life
Here is another great quote to add to your collection:
It is posted on the wall of my neighborhood library.
Henry David Thoreau ( 1817 - 1862)
It is posted on the wall of my neighborhood library.
"BOOKS ARE THE CARRIERS OF CIVILIZATION.
WITHOUT BOOKS HISTORY IS SILENT,
LITERATURE IS DUMB, SCIENCE IS CRIPPLED,
THOUGHT AND SPECULATIONS AT A STANDSTILL"
Henry David Thoreau ( 1817 - 1862)
Wednesday 1 June 2011
A quick quote
YOU DON'T HAVE TO HAVE A BREAKDOWN TO HAVE A BREAKTHROUGH.
I was given this quote, like hundreds of others, at that moment in time when you don't think anyone is listening and then.........boom someone gives you food for thought.
I guess it has many meanings so use it anyway you wish.
I was given this quote, like hundreds of others, at that moment in time when you don't think anyone is listening and then.........boom someone gives you food for thought.
I guess it has many meanings so use it anyway you wish.
Wednesday 18 May 2011
Looking For Love part 1 (mini update)
Yesterday I talked about trying to find love again after a very long time in 'the wilderness of grief'.
Well after my neighbor ( said hunky 29 yr old Italian and his mate made me feel pretty stupid - all because i commented favorably on mates pants looking g8 on him - )there was a brief change in things this morning.
Said hunky neighbor actually apologised for his own stupidness in thinking my brother was my boyfriend. So taken aback by this I fumbled for , even, two uselful words but alas nothing came forth to my lips. So there we stood in a very awkward moment before i took flight and went back in the house.
Ohh well if only i was witty and able to say something clever.
Instead of having to think all my conversations through.
Ohh well I will keep on window shopping.
Well after my neighbor ( said hunky 29 yr old Italian and his mate made me feel pretty stupid - all because i commented favorably on mates pants looking g8 on him - )there was a brief change in things this morning.
Said hunky neighbor actually apologised for his own stupidness in thinking my brother was my boyfriend. So taken aback by this I fumbled for , even, two uselful words but alas nothing came forth to my lips. So there we stood in a very awkward moment before i took flight and went back in the house.
Ohh well if only i was witty and able to say something clever.
Instead of having to think all my conversations through.
Ohh well I will keep on window shopping.
Tuesday 17 May 2011
Looking For Love part 1...
Okay its now middle of May, in another, year of what now seems like far too many years looking for love.
Well its only , well not quite three years, since i lost my last love BUT that seems sooo long ago .
Yep I still love him and my heart was totally shattered like one of those asteroids blown up in space themed movies. BUT he is no longer here and i am still young'ish.
I semed to have now woken up from all of that heartache and began to notice things AGAIN
Thus I have begun to notice all the great looking guys in my neighborhood and wider community, even been doing those public group things like the gym, night classes, interest groups etc. etc. etc. I just cannot quite crack that mysterious thing that makes me 'hook up' or just able to talk to another guy on a more intimate level than'Excuse me, sorry about that, hello, nice day, did you want to go before me in the supermarket queue (- as so i can continue to check out your fantastic looking butt in those blue denims) etc etc.
I am sure everyone out there knows those conversations.
So when I bluntly told that ohh so hot looking guy, who just happened to be talking to my next door neighbor (the one who is also ever so hot and 29 italian good famliy etc. and would not date me 'cos i am not one of them) that I actually thought he was kinda cute and hope his girlfriend / wife ( just fishing to see if single) appreciated that he looked good. Well not quite like that but something similar. All he did was laugh, not an embarassing laugh but a genuine 'that was kinda funny in a lucille ball kinda way' laugh. You know that sort of laugh that says so much like ..."You gotta be kiddin'."
Yes I did feel very foolish at my apparent faux pas. As for said other gorgeous guy ( neighbor boy) he just had a look of bemusment on his face and then followed it up with " what does your boyfriend think?"
"what boyfriend?" i countered
and then it slowly dawned on me he thought, well they all think the guy i am sharing a house with is my boyfriend. Boy talk about not taking much notice of your neighbors.
The said guy they were asking about is actually my younger brother and his girlfriend.
"i don't have a guy in my life" i ventured "except for my brother, who i share this house with"
DOhhh was the reaction, from both of them.
So back to me telling both the hunks nxt door what I thought of them. It made me feel like a complete desperate idiot BUT....................I hope the first guy is available has a think about it and asks me out because I definetly won't say no.
I will even double date with you and the neighbor and his current girlfriend if thats what it takes.
So the question left begging is am I doing this the right way or has time gone by soo much that i am totally the wrong generation or wrong everything to begin again. May be i should be like my neighbors grandmother , who lost her husband 37 years ago and has never seen anyone else since.
Although I really don't feel like wearing widows black for the rest of my life.
Well its only , well not quite three years, since i lost my last love BUT that seems sooo long ago .
Yep I still love him and my heart was totally shattered like one of those asteroids blown up in space themed movies. BUT he is no longer here and i am still young'ish.
I semed to have now woken up from all of that heartache and began to notice things AGAIN
Thus I have begun to notice all the great looking guys in my neighborhood and wider community, even been doing those public group things like the gym, night classes, interest groups etc. etc. etc. I just cannot quite crack that mysterious thing that makes me 'hook up' or just able to talk to another guy on a more intimate level than'Excuse me, sorry about that, hello, nice day, did you want to go before me in the supermarket queue (- as so i can continue to check out your fantastic looking butt in those blue denims) etc etc.
I am sure everyone out there knows those conversations.
So when I bluntly told that ohh so hot looking guy, who just happened to be talking to my next door neighbor (the one who is also ever so hot and 29 italian good famliy etc. and would not date me 'cos i am not one of them) that I actually thought he was kinda cute and hope his girlfriend / wife ( just fishing to see if single) appreciated that he looked good. Well not quite like that but something similar. All he did was laugh, not an embarassing laugh but a genuine 'that was kinda funny in a lucille ball kinda way' laugh. You know that sort of laugh that says so much like ..."You gotta be kiddin'."
Yes I did feel very foolish at my apparent faux pas. As for said other gorgeous guy ( neighbor boy) he just had a look of bemusment on his face and then followed it up with " what does your boyfriend think?"
"what boyfriend?" i countered
and then it slowly dawned on me he thought, well they all think the guy i am sharing a house with is my boyfriend. Boy talk about not taking much notice of your neighbors.
The said guy they were asking about is actually my younger brother and his girlfriend.
"i don't have a guy in my life" i ventured "except for my brother, who i share this house with"
DOhhh was the reaction, from both of them.
So back to me telling both the hunks nxt door what I thought of them. It made me feel like a complete desperate idiot BUT....................I hope the first guy is available has a think about it and asks me out because I definetly won't say no.
I will even double date with you and the neighbor and his current girlfriend if thats what it takes.
So the question left begging is am I doing this the right way or has time gone by soo much that i am totally the wrong generation or wrong everything to begin again. May be i should be like my neighbors grandmother , who lost her husband 37 years ago and has never seen anyone else since.
Although I really don't feel like wearing widows black for the rest of my life.
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