Dating for American Teenagers in the 1940s and 1950s

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

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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…..

The unknown date

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

goodnight:

the unknown date

Surprised by a Chivalrous Yankee

After flying into Milwaukee I was greeted by my date wearing a flashing red and white Santa’s hat. It was a cute way to meet me after two years of chatting on ‘Skype’. He seemed very polite and he opened doors for me and treated me to all our meals and told me he would never let a woman pay when he was with her especially since I paid to come all this way to see him.

SWEET

It was so much fun to see rolling hills, deep blue & green evergreen trees, and bright white snow. I so love the snow! I wanted to run out in it and lay down and make a snow angel. I may do that tomorrow. Giggle

I met some of his friends and we ate at such lovely places. My favorite was this delicious Philly Cheese Steak sandwich with cheese and beef prime rib sliced thinly. YUMI!

I did everything but lick the plate.

They say having a healthy appetite on a date is OK. Men like you to eat what they paid for…HA!

As we drove by his old house there was a certain amount of sadness in his eyes and heart. I could tell he really missed his old home and was still grieving. I comforted him as a good friend would and we had a lovely time looking at all the Christmas lights together.

Later the next day, I took 3 hours to get ready for the ball and like Cinderella I was fashionably late. It was a Civil War Reenactment Ball called the ‘New Years Gala’ thrown by the ‘Historical Timekeepers’.

I wore a royal midnight blue taffeta ball gown with black lace that I had bought from ‘Recollections’ online store. It was gorgeous and I was so pleased with the service I got from them. I got my gown in 2 weeks, during the holiday season, after I ordered one on eBay that did not fit right ~ I had to rush and find another one. I love this gown. It flowed so beautifully and I looked like a princess, I thought, and so many others said I was gorgeous as well.

There were many lovely gowns there of so many different fabrics and styles. And the men were dressed up as well. There were even a couple of Scottish men in their kilts and a young West Point man there. I saw a few gentlemen in tux’s and my date ~ WHEW!

He was so handsome in his navy blue yankee officers uniform, with his white gloves on. Everyone danced with gloves and I believe I like it better that way. No sweaty palms…giggle.

As the night progressed, the dance caller, like a square dance caller but slightly more dignified, lead us around the floor to all sorts of old fashioned folk dances.

The Virginia reel, Chase the Ladies, A circle waltz, the grand Promenade, the silly threesome, etc.

I loved every dance.

Even the one where I tripped on my petticoats and fell down backwards. AAAH!

Yep, but the gentlemen were so gallant and helped me up right away. Everyone was concerned but I wasn’t hurt and laughed it off and continued dancing.

It was a funny mix of people too. Not people I normally would meet, which made it so interesting. I felt as though I really had gone back in time. And as I met these people for the first time in their costumes and uniforms, I felt I was meeting their true personalities. For when they changed clothes into their 2012 clothes, I looked at them with some sadness knowing they would have preferred to remain in the 1850s and it suited them. I think it suited me as well.

The men ran errands for me and never let me get my own drink. I loved it. They were always polite and held my chair for me and even escorted me around the room as I went from place to place. All of them did. I truly felt like Scarlett Ohara at the picnic at Twelve Oaks BBQ in the  movie ‘Gone with the Wind’.

I was introduced 3 or 4 times over the loud speaker as our Mistress from Louisiana who had come to join us and they even did a few new southern dances for my sake. We all laughed and loved every minute of it. I am especially fond of the slow romantic waltzes. I love it when a man wants to get near me, but is afraid to even look at me, and I just love the giddy feeling of catching him sneak a glance in my direction and smile. Life is good in the arms of a handsome soldier dressed in his dress blues and waltzing the night away like Scarlett and Rhett.

Some Yankees do have style I found out.

After the midnight toast and air poppers went off, we cleaned up and went out to the after parties at the local taverns. When we walked in the door, of this historic building from the late 1800s, that was used as a stagecoach building, everyone applauded as we entered. We were totally surprised and waved to the whole room as if we were the nights entertainment.

So Fun

I noticed though, something I think we women should take note of. I seemed to be treated by every man in the room with class and style. They all stood up and gave way to me and took my hand and some even kissed it. They, even the drunks, were the best of gentlemen. I think we ladies should all dress up to the nines more often. I certainly got the attention of every man in the room, instantly and they responded beautifully and rose to the occasion as valiant men of honor.

There was a very drunk lady there who so wanted her hand kissed too, I notice out of the corner of my eye, and so I told my mystery date to go over  and kiss her hand too. He looked at me strange for she had just been cursing and vulgar to us earlier. But he did, and as I expected, she melted and so he kissed the other lady next to her and she curtsied too.

Immediately, the drunk woman, became our freind and her manners improved and she didn’t cuss anymore the whole night.

That simple kiss of respect brought out the best in her and in the men too.

HMMMM….Something to think about.

Maybe we have lost a lot more in our high Tech world by throwing out simple polite manners than we knew.

When was the last time someone kissed your hand and how did it make you feel?

A southern belle’s blog,

hugs from,

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