Beware The Prankster Behind

Too funny!! When my parents were alive, we would occasionally bring out the scale and everyone would take a turn. I wasn't sure how much I weighed, but knew I was gaining, so I purposely went last hoping to not have to get on it. Didn't work. On I go, and it stopped at just over 200lbs. I started crying. I had gained more than I thought. My Dad saw my tears and immediately fessed up about having been behind me pressing down on the back of the scale. Of course, being a family of pranksters, tears became laughter and playful swatting. 

Dad could be so funny and he loved to tease. He was also very loving and strict all at the same time. Oh, how I miss my Dad!!

Two Months Later, But Who's Counting

This crazy life I live... Some would say it's peaceful (and it is), some would be bored with the solitude (I'm not bored), some would want to be out and about meeting new people, starting new relationships, etc., etc. (not me). So, what have I done these past two months?

The knees have healed. Yay!! I still have a deep dimple above my left knee, but no more pain! I had to change the water filter under my sink last weekend and discovered just how weak two major surgeries within six months have left me. It was a little frightening. No wonder I feel as if my balance is off at times. It probably is. I need to fix it and I will, but how is the question. I qualify for Silver Sneakers and have several places to choose from. I hate to go alone, though. I'll figure it out... One day at a time.

I signed up for Plenty Of Fish recently and had a coffee "date" with a gentleman from VA. He looked so old! His hands shook with what he said the doctors told him were essential tremors. I don't know if I want someone with alot of health issues. Well, not to marry at least. I have taken care of so many people in my lifetime, from babysitting my little brother while our Mom worked to children and husbands starting at a very young age all the up until this third divorce last year. Anyway, his name is Lacey and he talks more than me!! Believe it or not!! He also is very knowledgeable, but tends to go a bit overboard in expressing what he knows. He might be fun to hang around with at times, but I don't know if he is long term material. When I asked him to be honest about our meeting, he did say he had a good time talking with me, but that I was heavier than what he expected. HA! I told him he should have seen me 100 pounds ago, lol. But its all good. He did not ask me what I thought of him, though. He is so knowledgeable, he probably already knows, lol.

I have been catfished (almost) three times already (no financial loss in any way, shape or form) and I really think the women from Houston have disappeared as I see a lot of men from there who promise to maintain good communication even though they are far away and to not let it scare me. LOL, no thank you. If you're not local and I can't see you in person, I'm not interested.

I don't know how long this dating thing will take. I'm not in a rush. I want to explore other avenues besides dating apps. I need to go to church. I've also read that volunteering at a shelter or food pantry can lead to a match. We'll see. No matter what, I don't mind being alone. I do miss my girls more than I can say and I wish they would at least text with me, but I guess its not to be right now.

So, for now, I am Doreen. I would love to get to know you better. Where are you from?...

Where to begin?

It's been an incredibly long time (almost 4½ years to be exact) and I really don't know where to begin. OK... RA is still the daily demon in spite of medication and surgeries (come back for that). Thrice divorced is the name of the game (insert single, alone, enlightened), shunned Mama is my name. Oh well... Stuff happens. My walk with God is stronger by the day. He has brought me THROUGH the fire! More to come... Promise... It's 5:30pm and I'm operating on peanut butter crackers and coffee. Not a good combination, I know, but more to come...