Open Mouth, Insert Jeep…

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[Seed Pods from a Signature Tree]

I’ve done it yet again. Opened my big mouth and said something I thought was safe to say but apparently led everyone into a liberal fervor in which I am now an American-hating flag burner.

Yes, I think if you fly a flag from your vehicle – any flag be it political, sports, or showing a cartoon character – it pretty much deems you a redneck.

Some people took offense at this and quickly labeled me a hater (without bothering to ask why I came to this conclusion. Others proudly claimed their redneck status.

So I’m back to keeping my mouth shut and scoping the posts for tricks to running my Jeep a little longer and hopefully I can still score some parts I need…

Forever Dateless…

House in Oregon
[Sunflowers]

In a previous blog I wrote how I have never really dated. Oh, I’ve dated a few times – maybe half a dozen in my 50-plus years – but never more than once with the same man.

So if I’m not good ‘date material’, why not? Are men embarrassed to be seen with me? Am I boring? Am I just not worth the time, money and effort involved in a date? I’m sure it’s yes to all of the above.

But in all fairness, I’ve never been given a decent opportunity to learn what to do on a date. I always feel so awkward and bumbling. What is expected of me? How much am I supposed to talk? Do I reach for your hand? Or is holding hands up to the man? I’ve never quite learned proper etiquette and procedures, except what I’ve read in books and seen in movies – and I’m finding out that I cannot trust those to guide me no matter how real and natural they make it seem.

So I guess I’m forever the Friend With Benefits and never the GirlFriend…

Heads I Lose, Tails I Lose…

2011-11-18 (1) Bougainivillea bushes along Makakilo Drive
[Bougainvillea]

I got into a discussion this morning about my sex life. And lack thereof. It came down to two things. One, keep the status quo. In other words, keep hoping someone comes along and do nothing in the meantime. No sex. No human contact. Two, enter into an affair with a married man knowing that it will go nowhere. The upside of that is I will get sex and human contact. Albeit, not on my terms. Our meetings will be dependent upon his schedule, his desires, his needs.

Seems like either way I lose…

In-Between…

Raindrops on the window
[Raindrops]

I was born into a nothing time. I fall between all the cracks, between all the generations. I’m too young to be a Baby Boomer, I missed the hippie generation and I’m too old for Generation X. I feel like I’ve missed out on so many life experiences, and all I keep doing is missing the ones that are coming along these days…