Um, if he doesn't want me, why would I want him?

I dunno...
Somewhere Over The Rainbow / What A Wonderful World (Israel Kamakawiwo'ole)
or
You'll Be In My Heart (Phil Collins)

Indeed!

One of the greatest ironies in this universe is we were created to be with another... Tab A into Slot B kinda thing (with variances of course)... and yet, finding the right one is such a challenge.

"Where there is love, there is life."
M. Ghandi

Sometimes I do that, too.
It's not necessarily a bad thing... growth and change are usually good. But the mental energy, sometimes exhausting.

renew

LMAO... as long as you respect yourself in the morning, it's all good.

Welcome to Mingle! I'm originally from Virginia. Critical question: UVA or VaTech???

regal

stride

Abraham

Love google for searches!
Yahoo for mail... but I don't like yahoo personal ads.

We had a snow day!! A bit of ice and a dusting of snow made for a day off from school and work for many. At least I got to see a little bit of snow, I miss northern weather.

I like men --- with beards or without.
If he does have one, it should be neat and clean. But I wouldn't base my decision to date someone on whether or not they have a beard.

Just south of Memphis: rainy and wet here, grey skies. No ice, no snow.

It's a tie...

I had a german shepherd named Missy who was my constant companion. My father had trained her and she watched over us as we played, let us ride on her back (God bless her!) and kept us safe. Growing up as the oldest, and out in the country, she was my best friend for many years.

My other favorite was my horse, Star. My father brought him home when I was 2. With him, we all learned to ride and even though other horses came along, he was always my favorite. We would ride the trails in the forest behind our house, wondering down to the Elizabeth River. He was cantankerous and sweet. If he decided someone had ridden him too long, he would sit down like a dog and the person would just slide of his back. But if I wanted to ride, he would go for hours. My father swore there wasn't a fence that could hold him. If he wanted to go on a visit, he's find a way to get out. He was a part of my life for 18 years and I still have his stable nameplate tucked away. Don't think it's something I'll ever be able to part with...

What a sweet thread this is, great idea.

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So, you're a ZZ Top fan?

Bravo! And kudos to the fella who said "Fat people know they're fat."

While being concerned about a loved one's health is admirable, don't be telling someone else how to live their life. Sure, be supportive and kind, blah blah blah. But... until you're perfect, don't be picking them apart. That's the last thing they need. Instead, try a little unconditional love... might do more for their self-esteem than any nagging ever will.

Why do you have to "understand" it? Just let them live their lives as they see fit and you live yours...

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