Dating for American Teenagers in the 1940s and 1950s

I think we should review some basic principals…..hint, hint…..


Are there any wholesome sweet girls out there anymore?

IMG_5778Sooooooo…..I have a lot and I mean a LOT of male friends and we talk all the time about different things and we got together to discuss dating the other night. I was so surprised at the comments they made.

So, I thought I would blog about it.

1. They all say ~ girls now-a-days do not like you to be a gentleman , they actually give them weird looks if they call a girl to ask her out, or just stand up for her at the table, etc. They would love to be polite gentlemen, but women don’t like it anymore.

2. They say the only way they have ever gotten a girl to go out with them is to go in groups and just say something like: “Hey, wanna hang out sometime?”

3. The girls they meet are so jaded and bitter, they feel like they have lost the possibility of being in a true honest relationship with someone before they even start.

4. Girls who smoke are a HUGE turn off ~ kissing a smoker is like licking an ashtray. YUK!

5. They are all longing for a real Christian wholesome woman, who takes care of herself, not a model, but clean and sweet. Looks are just a perk, for they really want someone who is kind and intelligent. Not so smart she is a know-it-all but someone you may enjoy discussing all sorts of topics with.

6. They are so tired of women acting like they like them then dropping off the face of the earth. No communication and no breaking up. (Just plain chicken and rudeness)

7. They would prefer women to be politely blunt, and just tell them when they approach her and she isn’t interested, something like: “Thank you so much for being interested in me ~ but honestly I am just not that attracted to you in that way….” Be nice but tell the truth. No man likes a liar or a cheat.

8. They even said they can handle a girl with some baggage, not a psycho, but they are willing to help her heal from all the pain of past relationships and love her through it all. (WOW! These are great men)

There are so many men who are what I would call; “Diamonds in the rough.” But who are looking for just a sweet Christian girl. Clean and neat, sweet and nice, pretty and decent. These men are not models from magazines, but they have a fire in them that is wanting to find a real sweet woman they can throw their heart’s into and love forever and ever. They are not ugly and perhaps somewhat a little over weight, but not all are. Some are actually buff. They come from all walks of economic stratus and are truly good faithful men. Christian brothers who are looking for true love and faithfulness.

What does this say about all the women out there looking for love?

Are we too picky? Too Biter? Too scared?

Do we even know a nice romantic polite man when we see one?

Are we so abused and neglected that we can’t even receive love from a nice man anymore?

These men will not grope you on the first date and may actually take a long time to get to know you, cause they are serious about commitment when they find the right girl.

Start being kind and polite and take time to see the man probably sitting right next to you on the church pew. Hoping you will notice him. He is not a wolf and he will not bait you for his own selfish behaviorial  exercises (SEX). These men are genuine and will make some woman the light of their lives.

Just a thought…..

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Christmas season is often a very hard season for single people and for those in a relationship that just doesn’t quite meet our hearts desires. This season I suggest you get out and go see all the wonderful sights and sounds of Christmas. Go with friends in groups or just go alone and feel the Spirit of Christmas well up inside you as you reveal in the joy of being alive.

Christmas is not about what gifts you wanted but can’t afford, or about who you spend it with really ~  for some of us have been ostracized by our families. But Christmas is about Jesus ~ who came down from heaven to be with us in our lives, right where we are and to do what we could not do ~ to walk this life perfectly, so we could relax and live in the shadow of His grace in joy and love.


God basically handed a sweet life to us on platter and said ~ ENJOY!

Stay close to Him this year and you will never have regrets…..Life is all about Him and not about us anyway.

I for one plan on drawing near to Him and I know He is my true love after all is said and done, no date can fulfill all my hearts desires like my Beloved Jesus can.

Merry Christmas!

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Dick Dastardly

Hi everyone!

I know it’s been a while since I have posted anything and I am sorry, but if you are like me, you barely noticed cause of all the other stuff that keeps your time consumed. Siooooooo…..

Here I am !

This time I want to speak bluntly about ~ Mr. Dick Dastardly ~ we shall call him.

I met this man on online dating, of course, and well, quite frankly it was going great. Just being pen pals at this time, we were getting along just fine. He texted me and emailed me regularly…..a bit more than the average man, but, not too much to exasperate me, I am sure you know the type…they blow up your phone and keep you thinking they must be needy, 10 texts a day from a person you barely know is ridiculous!

He was a “war re-enact or” and well, though that is peculiar in my circles, it’s ok with me. It’s a man who likes to play dress-up and has a dramatic flare ~ so far so good.

I went through a very hard family crisis and he was there for me, gentle, loving, giving me great advice and all a friend could ask for, seriously he was great.

Then suddenly – out of know where – on one night’s text, after previously talking about guns and tanks….here comes mister nasty!

He sends me a text ~ yep you got it ~ of Mr. pee pee. A full blown pic of his private parts, erect too.

And then comes 2 more…right after that! WOW!

Not that I mind men with large….hmmm.hmmmm….but seriously….on a text?

And to top it off, my good friend Mr. BMW answered the text for me while I was making cookies for a group I had over to my house. I wish you could have seen his face ~ priceless ~ mouth dropped open and a sort of disgusting scowl coming over his upper brow. I thought he would either laugh himself silly or throw up, the jury is still out.

SO: here is the lesson…..guys and gals…..don’t sex text your private anything to anyone!

#1. It’s just bad manners and nasty.

2. It makes you look like a sex crazed pervert, not dating material

3. Though women do care what kind of package you may be carrying, we do not want to see it until the appropriate time, preferably on our wedding night.

4. Just in case you did not know this, once on the internet, always on the internet.

5. This man, whom I backed up verbally and bluntly, is NOW mortified and embarrassed and has lost his chance with me, if he ever had one.

6. Women really are looking for their “Prince Charming” and no where in Disney’s fairytales does Prince Charming “flash” people with his private parts.

Here’s the moral of the story guys and gals….

If you someday want to use that private part in your pants ~ leave it in your pants until your partner wants to see it!

Mr. Dick Dastardly:

“You have been weighed~ you have been measured and you have been found wanting.”

A Knight’s Tale


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My Hunter’s Date with a MAC and Chai Tea Girl

Ok, you never know what you’re gonna get when you are online dating. I went out one time with this cute and quiet man from my area and he took me to a nice, but countrified steak house. I had been there before and I loved it, the food was great.

Then all of a sudden I realized I was sitting in the middle of a country restaurant with a true red-neck. Down here that’s not an insult. Giggle. It really means a whole different culture of hard working country people who are family oriented and love hunting, fishing, God, and family in that order and of course lots of beer.

I think the “ah HA!” moment came when he told me he had 7 deer heads on his living room walls and he wanted one more! NO LIE!

I suddenly realized that this was a one time date and it was not going to be a lasting relationship so I just put on my cutest country girl smile and played the part, I mean I just egged him on and smiled and laughed and was so fun to be with. I kept pondering who did I know that i could fix him up with?

He spent most of his night telling me about a suit he was in with this family over putting up his deer stand on their land. So he put it in the small stream and refused to take it down saying all waterways were public property.

I sympathized…giggle

No lie!

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My city farted

Have you ever tried to date in a town where there is a paper mill? It’s horrible. I know people who live here say everyone needs the jobs and it smells like bacon & eggs to them.
But really.
It smells like the devil farted!
And that ain’t no brimstone I smell neither – said Donkey to shriek.

Seriously, it is so embarrassing to be trying to be on your best behavior and a man drives across the state to see you and take you to dinner and what do we greet him with…..?
Well, you know…..
Ugggg! Somebody put scrubbers on that thing!
Just a thought
From the unknown dater


Ok, so I feel I need to speak out about bad kissing.

What’s the worst first kiss you have ever had?

Mine has to be the tongue toucher. A man who is kissing you for the first time and who sticks his tongue outside of his lips and touches your lips before you have ever touched lip to lip – yuk!

It’s just gross!

My gut reaction is to push back back peddling with both hands.

Who in their right mind kisses like that?
And if you have asked them if they are a good kisser – all men think they are.

Please fellas, read up on kissing before you go out on a first date and gross out anyone.

First kisses should be gentle and only lips.

Later if you have good chemistry then go in slowly, maybe slide your hand behind her neck and gently pull her in and slowly kiss her for a short period of time. Then invite her with your tongue.



Just a thought.
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Worst Blind Date Ever!

I visited tonight at my dance club, which is every Thursday night, with a fellow girl friend and we were talking about my blog and boy was she funny. She told me of the worst blind date ever.

She said it was a wonderful date at first, he was a doctor, he wore a suit and took her to a really nice steak house, The Chateau. They had a polite dinner and she said he wasn’t the handsomest man she had ever seen but he was nice.

Then ~ here’s the funny part ~ after dinner he reached over romantically toward her ear and plucked out one of her hairs ~ yep ~ wait ~ then he proceeded to floss his teeth with it, right at the table in this fancy restaurant.

LMBO! ~ So funny!

I said, what did you do?

She replied; I suddenly developed a very bad headache.


What was you’re worst date?

Comments please…..

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A Masquerade Ball and a Blonde Bimbo!

Tonight I went to my very first masquerade ball. I had a marvelous time. Especially because, though being from Louisiana, I do not celebrate Mardi Gras. But I love dressing up and this was my chance!
( I know, …… I am usually making my own way in this world and go against the flow)

I decided to pull out a salmon pink poofy ball gown I had in my closet leftover from a wedding and wear it with a long curly blonde wig. Seriously. I painted my eyes like cat eyes with a lot of green glitter and black mascara and eye liner. It was challenging since I do not usually wear eye liner, but after 3 tries, (giggle) I managed it. Then I topped it all off with a long feather fascinator and a lovely gold metal mask, I bought on eBay. The feathers I made myself at the last minute.
(Pics later after I download them from my camera)

I wore long white gloves, opera length of course and pink ballet slippers with ribbons that twirled up my legs. (Oh, and since it rained all week, I wore blue polka dot rubber boots over the ballet slippers to and from the dance)

I brought two single friends with me, Mr. BMW & Gabriella. He wore a tuxedo with a black mask and was strikingly handsome. And Gabriella wore my teal ball gown with silver froo-froo and black gloves, a silver mask with black feathers topped it all off with style.

When we entered than dance hall, many of our friends were wondering who we were, I could tell. And a few men came and looked hard at me to see if they could tell who I was. Some called me Scarlett, others said I looked like Rapunsel or Glenda the good witch from the wizard of Oz. my dress was just like hers, as I thought about it. Lol

True to this crowds taste in music, there was a lot of country songs but we all had a few jazzier ones thrown in too. I prefer Motown and Michael Buble type songs at a ball. But this is North Louisiana after all.

I danced almost every dance and with many different partners. That’s the beauty of being in a dance club. Everyone dances and teaches each other and there is absolutely no pressure to hook up with anybody. Actually, we shy away from such, cause we don’t want to ruin the club with people dating and breaking up a lot. GREAT!

So I am able to flirt and smile and feel completely free to be who I am with no pressure, for once. Yay!

I even got up and sang karaoke twice. We did have a live musician playing all night, and he let who wanted to, come up and sing. I sang Patsy Cline’s ‘Crazy’ and Etta Jame’s ‘At Last’. It was so much fun and lots commented on how they did not know I could sing. Fun!

As the evening wound down we did a little disco and Boris the disco man showed up and danced the night fantastic with a young babe who had a serious crush on Him. (Boris = Mr. BMW)

All in all I had so much fun just being silly as a blonde in a poofy pink dress and I laughed all night. I got my friend Gabriella, who is recently separated, out and smiling and we belly laughed together all night.

To end the evening, we ate at IHOP, and now I am here blogging at 2:00 am on a Thursday night, as:
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