Please Pull Up A Chair!

Interesting you would stop by my table and find the note that I lost.  I am amused that you would take the time to reply and leave your comments under the napkin holder.  Please, feel free to pull up a chair and leave me your thoughts  as I stop by here often.

I am not sure that I am agreeing with your comments on Love.  We seem to have tons that we could write about and to get the view points of a man such as yourself I would never want to pass that up.

First off I would like to ask… Have you found your true love or your several true loves.  Has your lust prevailed over time?  Do you totally trust her and what about yourself?

Consider the period of time you were not her center.  She maybe working on loving herself and in the discovery phase of becoming a better woman.

At the same time some little hottie approaches you and tells you everything you want to hear.  She knows you are taken but the challenge is there.  She is willing to do everything and anything to win this game.  You don’t see it as a game she actually finds you sexy.  Your lust for her is overwhelming as it has been many years since you experienced the passion of that first kiss.  That first  touch.  The one you are not sure you should be touching and having her pull you closer and begging for more!   What if you convince yourself  that your first choice was a bad one and that this one is the real one?  What if just that morning you told your love that you LOVE her for the woman that she is.  Now here you find yourself face to face with what you believe is real.  It is hot and you have so much in common.   She laughs at your jokes and runs her hands over your bald spot and says it drives her crazy?  You want her and know if you don’t act fast this one will move on.  She is definitely something to love? Do you love the first one enough to turn this perky and willing hottie down?  Can you just turn it off and walk away knowing that your night will be just like the night before and the weeks before that.  Knowing that you will not be playing ball but clearly hanging up your bat.  The hottie takes it up a notch and tells you all that she has planned for you and that if you were hers the rest of your nights would be filled with hot steamy passion?  What would you do?

It is that hot steamy passion that most write about.  It is the lust.  Most songs and poems are about the sentential times between a man and a woman.  Love to me is about being there for each other having history together and has nothing to do with sex or lust.  Maybe you haven’t dressed up for months or brought her flowers.  Maybe you haven’t taken the time to know who she is and actually listen to the discoveries she is making about herself.   Maybe the reason she is having to find and reinvent herself is because you have failed at making her feel special. She is there changing as you put it and you are here with the hottie.

As a woman I know that the grass is Never greener.  Your hottie will in time be no more interested in you than the first one.  If she last at all you will find yourself again counting the weeks since you were last intimate.  Your bald spot larger and she rolls her eyes at your jokes.  All the things she promised she would do each night will repulse her at the thought.  She will think you are oversexed and nasty.  All the things you thought you had in common with her you will realize they mean nothing if you are not with the right one.  She was the one that did not love herself.  The one without values, without respect for herself.

You may then realize Love…..

It will not be about lust, sex or anything in common.  It will be about the person you left for the hottie.  The one that was strong and loyal.  The one that intrigued you with her strong opinions.  The one that cooked, cleaned, raised your children and worked so hard that at night she was just to tired to be so sexy.  Here bagging comfortable clothes and the way she plopped down beside you to tell you about her day.  You will miss her spirit, her spunk, her laugh and all the little things you so once adored.  The things that annoyed you will seem small. The essence of home she created.  The way she actually knew you even more than yourself.  You will remember the tears in her eyes as you left her.  You will know it was not the sex or lust tugging at her heart.

You will then be able to know what I believe Love is about but it will be gone because of your LUST and your magical attraction.

So Cowboy have I made my point and shall we carry on?

Obviously Jilted,

Zazie

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Re; Love, is there such a thing?

Well hello Zazie, my name is Rhett. Mind if I sit down here with my coffee (hazlenut flavored this mornin’)? I think I can help with your love question. Rest assured, there is such a thing as love. Love is many things and takes many shapes and forms. I believe I have experienced them all. Not only is there such a thing as love, it is my belief that love is our reason for bein’. Philosophers and others engage in discussions about why we are here. What is our purpose in life? Why do we exist? In my opinion we exist for love and the highest aspiration in life is to find a true love. I do not think there is just one true love for each of us. It is possible that there may be multiple true loves for each individual.
In the beginnin’ love must start with lust. There has to be a very strong physical attraction; that magical chemistry between two people. The key is bein’ able to look beyond the lust for common ground. If two individuals are in lust and have not much in common, then they should have a beautiful if short lived affair. If these same two people get too wrapped up in the lust and get married, they will some day wake up and realize they are sleepin’ with a stranger. They will be miserable and probably be buyin’ tickets to the big “D”.
If a man and a woman find themselves in lust and realize that they share the same interests, the same beliefs, the same values, the same goals, then true love will grow.
But first, before you can love someone, you have to love yourself. This is critical. You must discover who you are, flaws and all. Because we all have faults and baggage and you have to be comfortable carryin’ that stuff around. If not, it will poison any relationship.
Hope that helps. I have more and I will be back to share. I like this place.
Keep believin’

R

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Love? Is there such a thing as this?

Today I sit at the table alone drinking tea.  I look out in the distance but I am not focusing on anything.  I am thinking of the word LOVE.  I am part day dreaming and part reminiscing.  My heart is broken and at the same time it could be my pride has been hurt and I have never felt love at all.

Is there such thing as a soul mate?  What is the difference in love and true love?  Is the opposite of true love false love and you just drop the false and say love?  I don’t think anyone would sign up for false love so the world just started saying  just love.  How long is forever?  When someone says I will love you forever no matter what.  Where are they now and what exactly happened that it did matter enough that you ended forever?  Is there such thing as for better or worse until death do us part?   Couples have started dropping the  “obey” part.  Why don’t they say I love you until something better comes along or I don’t get my way?  Can a person actually die of a broken heart?   What is this “in love?”  Can you explain I love you but I am not in love with you anymore?  Are we now out love?  Can we be more clear on which one I am signing up for in the first place?

I think about the guys I thought I loved and I thought loved me.  I think about family, friends and the guy that said it the other night after one date.  I am kinda wondering if he meant it about as much as everyone else that says it?  I am not sure I understand this word “LOVE” that so many throw around.  What is LOVE?

Zazie

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The Story of Tater

Tater's Mom and Dad Meet!Once upon a time a few moons back;   A man met a woman in a small country town.  Life was good!

My parents fell in love and my Father asked my Mother to marry him.

The date for the wedding was set and my Father ran into the local recruiter for the Army!  He told my Father that his name had come up and because he was single he would be drafted to the Army.  My Father and Mother decided it was best to get married early so he would not miss his wedding.

My Parents got married two times!  Once so he would not have to go to the Army and then they had the big wedding!

It wasn’t long before being married to my Mom wasn’t such a vacation.

My  Dad decided that going to Vietnam was his best escape and begged his recruiter friend to help him out.

Mom was sad to see Dad go!  She couldn’t understand why Uncle Sam had to take him away.  Dad was loving him some Uncle Sam!  To everyone’s surprise Mom had a sprouted a seed!

As time passed I grew big inside and one day when my Mother was watching “The Birds” I decided to come out.  My Dad became a hero and saved three guys during his time in the Army

Mom went into Labor and at 2:22am I was born!  My Father was still over seas protecting our Country!

My Mom sent Dad a picture and forgot to include my name!  He decided to call me his little Taterhead!

Why?

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