This is a little story I heard recently in response to my often asked question: How did you meet your Lover?
Jenny had gone to a local bar with her sister and some friends to celebrate her sister’s recent promotion at work. She wasn’t much of a regular attendee at bars and this night she ended up drinking a club soda and sitting a bit apart from her sister, who was getting a bit too drunk, but who can blame her it was her celebration.
Jenny was sitting at one of those taller bar tables where you have to sit on a bar stool, not a regular table, when she took note of a man sitting down on the bar stool next to her. She took note that he was a rather nice looking man, but other than that she paid him no attention. After all, she was suppose to be there with her sister and while she was single, she wasn’t on the lookout for a new man in her life. Well, you know what they say about when you’re not looking.
Soon after the man took a seat next to her, she heard him being greeting by another man, apparently one of his buddies.
Buddy asked Man sitting next to Jenny; “So who’s your friend?”
Man sitting next to Jenny answered; “I don’t know her and I don’t think she want’s to know me.”
This, of course, intrigued Jenny. Without a moment of hesitation she turned to the Man sitting next to her and asked, “Why would you say that?”
Looking a little chagrin to have been overheard, the Man sitting next to Jenny said, “Because you’ve ignored me since I sat down.”
Jenny chuckled, “That doesn’t mean I don’t want to know you. It only means I didn’t make an effort to strike up a conversation with you. Just because you took a seat next to me doesn’t mean I have to talk to you.” But even as she said that, she knew it would have been a nice and polite thing to do.
Which he quickly pointed out by saying, “But if you DID want to know me, wouldn’t you have made the effort?”
Of course, he also could have started a conversation with her, but he hadn’t.
Jenny said, “Maybe I didn’t say anything because I’m shy.” Which of course wasn’t’ true, as demonstrated by her ability to easily jump in to his conversation with his buddy.
Man next to her said, “Well, are you?”
Jenny asked, “Am I what? Shy?”
“No, interested in getting to know me?” Man said.
Well, now Jenny had a problem. She could either admit she had no interest in meeting the Man sitting next to her, (which seemed rude) or she could claim that yes, she wanted to know all about him. Feeling frisky and up for the challenge, she opted to go with the latter option to see where it would lead. Besides,she figured if things turned sour, she could always go in search of her sister to dump the guy. (Harsh, but true.)
Jenny soon learned that Man sitting next to her was named Bob, and they spent the next hour discussing the merits of mating rituals conducted at bars, among other such topics. Jenny had a grand time, Bob made her laugh, always a good sign, and they had such a good time that before the evening was over, they exchanged contact info. They then arranged to meet again for dinner to continue their intense conversation, and they soon discovered in each other someone they wanted to get to know better.
Several months later they’re still having intense conversations and are well on their way to happily ever after, or where ever else their romantic journey may take them.
So how did Jenny met her lover?
She ignored him until he got her attention.
Enjoy always, T
I just finished reading Time Enough For Love by Suzanne Brockmann and I really enjoyed it.
I really enjoyed the premise of the story.
It’s about a man who travels back from the future in a time machine of his own creation to try to stop his younger self from inventing this very same time machine, because when he does create the time machine all hell breaks lose. All he needs to do to stop this impending disaster is convince the love of his life and his younger self to fall in love three years before it’s too late. If he’s successful, he will no longer exist, if not, all hell breaks lose, as mentioned above.
Confusing? A little, but not too much. Ms Brockmann handles the story line fairly well, considering that she claims to be a confirmed card-carrying trekkie. I wonder if she watches The Big Bang Theory? (My favorite show since the end of Lost.)
I’ve also just finished reading the classic, Time and Again by Jack Finney, which is also about time travel – go figure. You would think I like this stuff. (answer: Yes) In Time and Again, New York city in the 1880′s is a major character, not just the setting. You can tell the author really did his research and fell in love with the old New York.
I think the lure of living another life in another time is what makes time-travel stories so popular. That, and the ability to go back and explore history, if not perhaps change it for the better. But who’s to say that any one change will really create a better tomorrow? Each change creates consequences of its own. There’s no way to know how a seemingly minor action of today will affect tomorrow.
So, as I was saying in my last post, since we seem to be locked in the present, all we can do is get up every day and do our best, or in the words of Carol King: You’ve got to get up every morning with a smile on our face and show the world all the love in our hearts, then people gonna treat you better, you’re going to find, yes you will, that you’re beautiful as you feel.
Enjoy now, for if you can enjoy now, you can Enjoy Always, T
But it doesn’t hurt to dream about tomorrow and yesterday.
I don’t really surf the net. For me, it’s more like cruising, slowly. I can sit for two hours and accomplish what someone younger or just more tech savvy could do in twenty minutes.
Recently, I cruised upon an older blog site called;
Yes, it really, it said all that!
The last post was dated August 8, 2011. I spent a good deal of time reading over a number of the interviews posted on the site. I was also sad to see that the owner/author chose to end her series, it was really pretty good. She had some great insightful, interesting interviews with some awesome women.
But then, I thought, regardless of when these stories were posted, they still held value and had the power to inspire. How cool that they were there for me to cruise upon. How often do we cruise upon the latest page of a blog, give it a 30 second look-see and then keep on cruising? Lots, I bet. However. . .
Inspiration is timeless.
Many great writer and thinkers have come before us, each with their wisdom to share. And hopefully there will be many more to come.
And one of the really great things about the internet is the opportunity to stumble upon a few gems from time to time. I’ve learned so much from the many visitors who have stopped by my blog and in turn I have gone on to visit theirs. It’s a grand sharing experience.
I just wanted to pass this along, because it inspired me. And sometimes all we need is a little inspiration, old or new.
Blessing to you, and Enjoy NOW, because if you can enjoy now, you can enjoy always, T
Experience is a grand teacher, perhaps the best.
It’s all well and good to sit in a class room and listen to a speaker or read through a text book for all the important bits of interesting information, but in the long run, (and trust me, I’ve had a very long run) experience is the best teacher.
Before experience all you have is a concept. (Like the Big Bang Theory – I LEA that show.) I may think I’ll react a certain way in a certain circumstance, but until I experience said circumstance, I really don’t know. I only have a concept, an idea, or a theory. It’s only when the ‘circumstance’ actually happens that I really get to test my concept, idea or theory. Only then do I really know what I would really do, because I did it. Understand?? I certainly hope so. If not, then that’s okay, because that’s the experience you’re having regarding understanding this post…. but I digress.
I may think I’m a good swimmer, but what will I really experience if I fall off a raft while shooting the rapids? Or heaven forbid, off my yacht while in the middle of the ocean. I won’t know for sure until it happens. (No, I don’t really have a yacht, remember, this is still a concept.)
Once upon a time, I had a concept of what it would be like to be a published author. In particular, a published indie author. I read and read and read all about authors and the publishing industry and I was sure I knew what I was doing and what to expect. But NO, I was wrong. Not completely wrong, but fairly wrong. It’s been much better and much worse than I expected. That’s the thing about reality, it’s rarely the way we imagine it to be. It was only when I had the experience that I was able to really know how it felt – for me. And only for me. For everyone else, the experience is different.
And that’s another blessing. No matter how many times we hear about how it is for someone else, no matter how many times we image how it will be for ourselves, only the experience will provide the proof.
So I say, God Bless the Experience. It’s the only way to live. And may I suggest that you go out and have a few of your own, experiences that is.
Have fun and Enjoy Always, T
A couple of weeks ago, my beau and I took a trip to Southern California to attend a big family party for his aunt’s 75th birthday. Yeah auntie Barbara and Happy Birthday. While there I got to have lunch with my very fine son, which was a fabulous bonus to the trip. It was a warm sunny day and we went down to Second Street in Long Beach. Lovely day near the beach, good food, great company, who could ask for anything more? I even had a short time to visit with my lovely older sister. (You’re looking good, sis.)
For various work related reasons we were in Southern California for less than 24 hours. It takes about six hours to drive there from the San Francisco Bay Area where I live, so it’s reasonable to ask; why go so far for such a short visit. Answer; Because it was worth it.
It’s not about quantity, it’s about quality.
On the way home we stopped at Harris Ranch along I5. I’ve always wanted to go there but have always passed it by in favor of trying to get home as fast as possible on that long, straight stretch of interstate highway, but this time we stopped, and I’m glad we did.
We left early Sunday morning and we stopped at Harris Ranch for a late breakfast. The place is all about good ole cowboy charm and big steaks. Since it was breakfast, I passed on the steaks. Instead, I had something else that is a specialty on their menu, almond pancakes. Yummers, they were good. I only had the short stack and it was still too much to eat, but every mouth full was delightful.
My beau and I decided we would ‘pretend’ that our short turn-around trip was actually an exciting get-away to a far away land. We had fun going to a place I have not been to before and eating the ‘local’ food. It was very much like when we really do travel to far away places, like Europe, only in our own backyard (so to speak). The trip felt special, and it was – because Perception is reality and Attitude is everything.
It’s all about what’s in your heart that counts. When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change. Instead of looking at this trip as too short, draining, a lot of driving time for a little fun time we choose to look at the trip as a great way to spend time together before beau went away on a business trip for a long week. We choose to see the trip as an opportunity to see friends and family and to try new things. We used the trip to try something new as if we were visitors from some far off place, new to this area, and experiencing it for the first time.
And you know what happened? We laughed, we played, and we had fun.
May you find ways to bring fun and romance into everyday (or almost everyday) of your life. May you enjoy NOW, because if you can enjoy now, you can Enjoy Always. …. T
And have fun.