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I love you so much – Vehicle of Love

Darling,

You make my life happier, more sane, and safe. I adore the way you take care of me and I am automatically grateful. You are a joy ride.

I know I drive you crazy -and I talk to you constantly –  urging your forward, however, today you can actually hear me. 

It is the miracle of WordPress – a lot like Lourdes – without the water.

The Genesis:

Oh, yes, you were once as wild and crazy as Mustang living in the Outback…you did Dodge the Swinger  Bullet… and you were never shiftless. Once, I thought you could be or a Viper – even a Cobra – and yet, you, charmed and sweet-talked me every time you, Rambler.

That hot and steamy day on the Keys…you were my hero- I was broken down, hopeless, and like an Impala you speedily rose to the occasion. Some dumb Barracudas called you a Maverick.  “A Two-wheel drive” indeed. Your high emissions are fine with me, old friend.

I shall forever drive you…

crazy.

 

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Buckle up, it is going to be a rocky break up

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Blinded by love
Jill gathered her four best friends for a Martini Party to talk about the status of her one-year relationship with Dennis.
 They hadn’t seen her in weeks and wondered what the heck was going on. She had been hook, line and sinker in love with this cowboy- and they wondered how long it would last.
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With his encouragement (read: to make him happy) she lost weight, changed her classic Nordstrom’s wardrobe to more risqué attire- involving boots, shorter skirts and tops that were very Va Va Voom.
She changed her hair color- he liked brunettes. He also liked a mane of massive curls- she got a permanent. She thought she looked like Little Orphan Annie- he said she looked, “hot”
She even shocked herself when she took a Pole Dancing class in Hollywood. She gave up her tickets to the opera and the symphony and found herself attending to NASCAR events.

 

Her Ivy League credentials and her impressive resume-landed her a job as the VP of Finance for a small start up – in no time, it was taking off like a bat out of hell. Initially, she worked long hours- as the company steadied it’s course – she found herself slipping out earlier each week.

Her co-workers watched her morph from a conservative, tailored, corporate image to a faux Burning Man devotee.

Dennis had introduced her to “dive bars” and they had half-dozen sites they rotated in and out of. That afternoon, Jill arrived early at The Crazy Pelican  and saw a woman sitting on Dennis’ lap.
An empty beer pitcher and a package of Marlboro’s were on the table. She stopped dead in her tracks. He saw her and slurred, “Come on over, baby. I want to introduce you to Tiffany.”
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All it took was that one scenario for Jill to wake up and realize she had been bamboozled by love. It was though the gods had thrown a lightning bolt at her. Bam!

She walked out and never looked back.

He called twice. He texted her five times. And she never heard from him again.

She donated her “Dennis wardrobe” to Goodwill and pulled on her own life again.

 

You have power over your mind – not outside events.

Realize this, and you will find strength.

Marcus Aurelius

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Online Dating Success: First Step

             

Online dating 101: You must be present to win

Oh, no, you don’t!

You can’t sign up for an online dating site and just sit back and hope to deluged with emails, paeans, love letters and accolades.

You have to get in the game. There is only one rule

Rule #1. Put time and energy into the pursuit. That means – every day – you sit down at your computer and open all the emails the dating company inundates you with – scan, read, toss. Repeat. Do read the profiles, review the “perfect matches” and be open to meeting new people.

 Play Ball!

Think of a football stadium with thousands of cheering fans. It really is a blur of faces, right? Well, truth be told – your virgin voyage on the high seas of Suddenly Single Again and Dating is like a football stadium and your goal is to get noticed. There are hundreds of singles – just like you- online.

How do you stand out? Who does the TV cameraman zoom in on?

 At a televised football games – the cameraman is seeks out quirky, crazy, and cute people and “interesting photo ops.                                 .”

Yes, the Whack-a-delic guy-with no shirt and the colorful clown wig gets a lot of attention.

And, the guys who paint their bodies with Day-Glo paint get noticed. However, the friendly, animated, fan with the big smile, and the really enthusiastic, passionate fan get airtime, too. You want airtime.

 

Do not post a photo of you five, ten or 20 years ago. Skip the French Maid or Batman Halloween costume. What about the hilarious Christmas Sweater photo? Not so funny.   Yes, all of the above get attention but, it is the wrong kind of attention.

 Your goal in the Dating Game – is to follow Rule #1: Get in the game, reach out, be open to new people. Skip the kinky and bizarre and you will be in the game before you know it.

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Ready, Set, Done!

Bingo! My very favorite Christmas Carol to you

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Mele Kalikimaka!

Ho, ho ho! Just like you, I like “Jingle Bells” “Silent Night,” “Frosty,” “Rudolph,” sung by Burl Ives,  Elvis’ “Blue Christmas,” and “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” 

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Mele Kalikimaka!”

  It is quite possibly the happiest-quirkiest-most unsung hero of the Christmas calvacade of songs.

Our family has six grass skirts stashed away – waiting for any opportunity to sing our very favorite Christmas carol.

 Yeah, yeah, yeah, Bing Crosby got a bad rap-  for all those bad raps –  but, when the King of Croons stops to sing –  we slip into our neon grass skirts- get ready for Hula Hands- and belt out  the island greeting that we send to you…

 

 Aloha and Mahalo 

Mele Kalikimaka is the word to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day
That’s the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii’s way
To say Merry Christmas to you

Mele Kalikimaka is the word to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day
That’s the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii’s way
To say Merry Christmas to you

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii’s way
To say Merry Christmas to you

Mele Kalikimaka is the word to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day
That’s the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway

Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii’s way
To say Merry Christmas
A very Merry Christmas
A very, very, Merry,Merry Christmas to you

Songwriters
R. ALEX ANDERSON

Mele Kalikimaka (Hawaiian Christmas Song) – YouTube
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEvGKUXW0iI

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No, Not a Fan of Family Photo Christmas Cards

Don’t try this at home…

 

Very Bad Form…

 

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Four great examples of What Not to Do for a “Cute”

Christmas Card

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Can you say Merry Christmas? Yes, you can!

May all your Christmas wishes come true!

Have more fun this Holiday Season and Reach out and touch Someone

Hey, kids! Try this at home  (and away from home) 

Say ‘Merry Christmas’ to everyone.

I say, “Bah, humbug!” to the bland, vanilla, PC “Happy Holiday” malarkey.

Take it up a notch, say “Merry Christmas” to the people on the bus, in line at Dunkin Donuts/Starbucks, the doorman, the waitress, barista, the Lyft driver, the salesclerk, the bus driver, the people in the elevator and everyone! What goes around…

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“One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of others.”

Robert A. Heinlein

 

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Yikes! The holidays are upon us, already?

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Holiday Madness:

… on my heels like so many barking, braying, hunting dogs as I skip along darting in and out of shops and websites thinking: turkey, cranberry, gifts for the ex-in-laws, coal for the Ex, a necktie for lousy lover from EHarmony with ego the size of the Transamerica Pyramid.

***Bake cookies for therapists, Life Coach, trainer, and running partners.

***Order pencils with names emblazoned upon them for writing group.

Like wolves howling at a full moon: The threats of holiday madness – scratching at my door.

The frenetic and the frantic and I’m so freaked

There are the cards, the cookies, cranberry, the dreidels, the Christmas Carols, Ted and Alices, for dinner parties. Book club gifts, Stitch and Bitch trinkets to buy, tchotchkes for the Pilates pals (all those overachievers with Botox- so much Botox.)

Purchase Papyrus holiday cards for clients and Ex- clients and commence with the annual scouring the address book for once a year pals – they are the Hallmark friends- the list grows longer every year.

Do I compose a Christmas letter one filled with fallacy and fol der rol? Embellished to the max to make a dull life look like Florida perfect, sunshine, beaches, lush gardens, multiple beaus, and a social calendar ablaze with what’s haute and hot?

I have a cadre of fans– who long for my Sunshine State life and they are buried in snow in dull times three Pennsylvania and Upstate New York, Wisconsin, and Montana.

They want to read about my romances and rendezvous -my glamorous weekend jaunts to the resorts, the Keys, San Diego and Beverly Hills.

There is no way I can tell them the truth.

I’m not a well-rehearsed, practiced, fiction writer for nothing!

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