Tuesday, December 7, 2010

I Miss The Good Old Days...The Ones I Never Knew

Well, I think I've hit a love-life-brick-wall. I look at some of these dates that I've had and find I can laugh with fate--Thank goodness God blessed me with the family humor gene.  Seriously, what else can I do? Cry? Moan? Whine? Nah, not my style.

I just brush it off and keep on moving. But there are moments when things test your level of tolerance when it comes to this looking-for-love stuff.

Case in point: Mr. Bo Tangles apparently believes he was nothing but a perfect gentleman. When I told him that I just don't think it will work, he said, "Well, can we at least have one night of crazy, hot sex?"

God, help me. If it wasn't so pathetically irritating, it would be laughable. And perhaps I will laugh...tomorrow. I mean, he asked me for sex. Really? For real? So, he's a controlling horn-ball. Fabulous.

Is this all that's out there nowadays? Is this really as good as it gets?

I love watching old movies to escape today. Now, I know there were problems back in the day, but no one can convince me they were anything on the level of what we are dealing with today. A moment ago, an Amber Alert flashed across a news station. My parents talk about how they could walk to a friend's house, to school, to town, and not worry that someone is going to threaten them, hurt them. What the hell happened to that feeling? It's a feeling I've never known. When I was 12 years old, I was nearly abducted, not more than a few houses from my backdoor...in an otherwise extremely safe neighborhood and town. I got away, hiding in the garage of a neighbor's house. I can't possibly describe the fear running through my veins, but it's a feeling I have never forgotten.

Now, as a grown woman, I have to worry about things far more serious than some kooky dates; we always have to keep an eye on our surroundings, who is around us; constant vigilance is required to live in this world.

Take a trip back with me for a minute. Come with me to a time where the films were free of foul language and intense sex scenes (and, truthfully, do you really miss it when you watch them?); where the women were elegant and the men chivalrous; where humor didn't require obscene gestures or the f-bomb in every other sentence.

Now, please don't mistake me, I'm not a simpleton--I swear from time to time (Cowboys are my Achilles heel); and you won't hear me complain if Johnny Depp decides to strip down in a film.

I'm simply saying I miss the times I never knew. It would be nice to feel 100% safe day in and day out; it would be nice to go on a date with a man and have it be...normal...without feeling the pressure of having to address the sex thing, which is always around the third date. It would be nice to go on a date with a man who doesn't then ask for at least one night of hot sex. That's not the way it's supposed to be...it just isn't.

So, travel with me for a minute and tell me you don't feel even the slightest sense of longing for what you never knew. All you have to do is watch and listen to the end of White Christmas. "I'm dreaming of a White Christmas..."


  1. There is something to be said about the way things were. I never had to worry as a kid playing outside in my neighborhood and it breaks my heart to watch my niece grow up in a world of Facebook, Amber Alerts, fear and video games. It's just not the wholesome childhood that I had and I wish with all my heart she could experience the simple joys that I did. That being said I am crazy jealous of her Barbie Escalade! Where were those when I was growing up!?

    As for sex...I completely see where you are coming from but do enjoy the freedom women have now sexually as opposed to back then...although it seems to have come at a price.

  2. We lived out in the country, and we would ride our bikes for miles on black top roads and never worry about someone taking us. We were more worried about running over snakes.

    It's a pretty sad world where kids can't even be comfortable in their own yards.
    And when will people stop thinking that getting laid is all there is to life?

  3. I find myself wishing for this same thing.

  4. I think you were born in the wrong era... I often think that of myself sometimes. I would love to have had an old fashion date from the 40's or the 50's... that's why i dug my better half, manners, charm and very much a gentleman... that is what won me over..

    PS I was almost abducted as well at the ripe old age of 8, thank gawd I could run and that all my neighbours heard me screaming...

    cheers darlin

  5. My favorite Christmas movie. Thanks for sharing. I love to take a trip down "memory lane" whenever I can too.

    Side note, I beleive there are chivarous men out there, and I can't wait to meet him ;)

  6. Aww, I can totally relate to this post! I find myself longing for some of the same things as you. I cringe at the thought of dating now because of my comical "dates" as of late. But myjoyproject is correct, there are still some chilvarous men out there. Trust me! Chin up! :)

  7. I feel your pain and I understand your pain. I still recall the first time some strange man asked if we could be "friends with benefits". I couldn't get away fast enough. lol

  8. Mr. Bo Tangles surely made a fool of himself back there. I'm sure you'll find a better man. He just didn't see your worth. :)

  9. I'm reading some blog posts from my bloggy friends right now (I have some down-time), and had to comment on this one.

    I 100% agree with you on this whole post. Have you ever read Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury? You'd love it. I pretty much describes everything you're talking about--the old fashioned days of care-free living and fun; when guys and girls didn't conform to ridiculous sex stereotypes...It's just really nice.

    Mr. Bo Tangles can go eat a tack. It's guys like him that give the rest of the male population a bad name. What a jerk. You should've thrown up on him.

    Man I'm bitter today. I should just go back to my hiatus now... I'll catch up on all your blogs when I "return." I think an article needs proofing anyway...*sigh*