Posted on 11/17/2007 4:53:59 PM PST by Mrs. Don-o
“Rule Twelve: No amount of smiling or nodding will fix a positive pregnancy test.”
Rule 12a: But my shotgun, which I was cleaning when you came in, sure will...
I went to my junior prom, didn't particularly enjoy it. Asked a girl to the prom senior year, she turned me down (she had strict parents and I think she wasn't allowed to go, period), so I skipped it. Went to church with my parents that night, actually. :-)
And the clique thing at reunions is universal. Many of the same people who were nasty in high school are still nasty 20 years later.
Chivalry died because liberated women scared it to death. Men got tired of women getting in their face about holding the damn door open for them.
Oops.
Met my brother-in-law’s latest squeeze three weeks ago. He has been married three times and has a twenty-something daughter. His girlfriend has been married twice. The girlfriend had a daughter with each of her previous spouses, and she had the younger of them, an 11 year old, with her. The 11 year old looked like she was trying to be a 18 year old, with beau coup make up and skimpy clothes that showed way too much skin, even for an 18 year old. My comment to my wife afterwards was that it was too damn bad that the girl’s mother wasn’t allowing the girl to have a childhood.
Keep looking, and keep the faith. They’re out there.
One of the rules that scared off most of my daughters boyfriends was:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a pot-bellied, balding, middle-aged, dim-witted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.
I tell my daughters the same thing - to look for someone who treats them like their dad treats me
“10 Rules For Dating My Daughter”
If you were to put those 10 Rules into writing chances are your daughter would never have a date...Would bet you won’t see her fiancee til two weeks before the wedding...
Teach them morals, and how to be polite and kind. Don't push them into becoming involved with girls, let it happen when they're ready. There's not much more that you can do.
Good Lord, I think of my father and mother, growing up in the Depression, who had lots of friends who liked to sing, dance, play musical instruments, go to movies, ---oh, take walks, even. Knew how to be friends, how to date and how to court ---Knew how to have a good time---
Yes, well ... our kids are growing up in a degraded, decadent culture. There are many influences causing that; most notably the garbage on your television set. Do you think that kids who grow up watching Sex in the City are going to know how to interact with the opposite sex in a wholesome or healthy way? Of course not.
Turn the TV off, or throw it away.
Sadly that is what many of them are doing.
My mom once told me that at the top of my list of things I wanted in a husband I should put kind. She was right. Kindness is under rated as a desirable trait in either men or women but no relationship can survive without it.
I don’t even bother with that anymore, it’s simply not worth the turmoil it usually causes.
You might want to watch the young woman you are intersted in for a while. Ask her for a coffee. Get to know her and she will be open to date.
I only hold doors open for real ladies.
How can you tell that about some poor woman with an armful of books walking behind you. I was taught young to hold the door for the next person. So are my sons and daughters. It is the modicum of politeness that helps society run above primitive.
Women may be growing up sexually at a faster rate, but they are not maturing for the challenges of life any faster than the men are. That was the point.
A friend of mine once told me that the rule of thumb is to marry someone nicer than you are.
I usually only hold the door for old people, handicapped people, and little children. I rarely hold the door for really attractive women, because they already think they're so g#$damn special and I don't want to reinforce their narcissism.
Couldn’t say. My husband was going to take our younger girls (9 and 7) to a Girl Scouts dance this evening, but the girls have poison ivy and look like they’re in the late stages of radiation sickness.
Darn this Global Warming!
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