Scoping Out Chicks at the Oldest of Haunts

I've finally convinced myself that these blogs don't have to be so damned serious all the time. So here goes a fun one just for the fun of it.

I'm sitting here, a 49 year old single guy, using the local Barnes and Noble for scoping out loose women and possibly a date. I'll give you a rundown of what's available and keep you apprised should anyone show up on the scope.

The most noticeable feature of the cafe' right now is that small child yelling and screaming and telling his mom and dad what to do. I think it's one of those cases where he wants something and his parents aren't willing to give in to his demands. But man the sound is sure getting loud. Finally, they've taken him outside and removing him from the premises.

Now, back to the hunting of babes in the cafe'. There are two young lasses seated directly behind me, but they're only twenty years old - tops. There's another woman seated across the way, but I get the feeling she's a bit too old for me. O.K., she's much too old for me. There's one on the far side of the cafe' and let's just say without shadow of a doubt she's not my type. So the bottom line is that the radar is void of any possible females at this point... Now back to my latte' and key lime cheesecake.

After only two sips from the still-too-hot-to-drink latte' a blonde suddenly shows up on the screen. She's not got her face turned towards me, but I think I'm a pretty good judge and I'm thing this may be the one I've been waiting for to come into my life.

Right now she's over by the games and such. That opens up the possibility she has children, but let's face it, who doesn't at this age. Speaking of age, I don't know hold old she might be, but for the time being let's just say her hair and yellow overcoat are drawing most of my attention.

She's obviously having a hard time choosing something to buy. Perhaps I should go over and offer to help her make a selection. She doesn't have to know that I don't really work here. At least for the time being that will be a mute point, as she has disappeared somewhere out of my viewing range. What is it about women with blonde hair anyway? Without seeing as much as one look at her face I've already decided she's too gorgeous to just let her walk away.

The key lime cheesecake's now gone and I once again settle in to a few sips of the now-cooling-down latte'. Another potential candidate appears just in front of me, but once again, I just don't feel that chemistry at this point... and besides, she's a brunette. And you know what they say about brunettes.

To Be Continued...

David Lee

Doing Without...

It's the season of Lent and for the second consecutive year I'm doing without something during the Lenten season. For those of you not familiar with Lent, it's the forty day period of time before Easter Sunday. The period actually covers more than forty days, as Sundays are not counted in the total.

Last year I told myself and others that I would not go on MySpace for the duration of Lent. This year it's both MySpace and Facebook. I know to some it might seem like a trivial sacrifice, but to this computer-loving writer, they're both a nice diversion from the monotony of life. To go without those two sites is a major adjustment to what I do each day.

So, you may ask, what is it this Lenten absence is supposed to accomplish, besides depriving yourself of something you enjoy? While self-discipline is an important part of the season, perhaps the bigger goal is self-reflection. A time to take a look at myself and what I'm doing with my life and perhaps even a glimpse of where I'm headed.

I also have gotten back in contact with other activities that I once held so important. I've ordered a baseball board game and have proceeded to play quite a few games of one of the past times that I used to spend hours of time playing. My father had made reference one day to the amount of time I spent playing the game as a child and then another friend, on Facebook nonetheless, mentioned it on one rainy day. I ordered the game that same day and have enjoyed playing it immensely.

I also have tended to do a lot more writing in my pen-and-paper journal. I used to compose blogs on MySpace or Facebook and had somewhat gotten away from the more-antiquated from of writing. It's been quite refreshing to look forward to sitting down and spending time writing and reflecting on what's going on in my life. This blog is, in fact, a respite from the contstant pen-and-paper journaling that I've been doing for the past week.

I would like to go on record as saying I have seen an increase in anxious thoughts over the past week. I'm not going to say that's because of the change in habits, but then again you never know. It could be that the first week of "doing without" has caused me to examine some parts of my life that I previously had been avoiding.

So I continue on this journey of mine and find myself content and reflective, at least for the time being that is....

David Lee

I Walk In Faith...

Walking Yet in Faith

Keeping the Faith,,, No Matter What
You've been through what you consider the "worst of times" and have made it to a pretty good point in life. Things have settled down and there's no real drama going on to speak of and things really couldn't be better.

Yet somewhere in the back of your mind there is an uneasiness that says there's more to be done, more roads to be traveled, more tears to be shed. You can't quite put a finger on it exactly, it's just a feeling.

So we continue to travel the path set before us and know that it is by faith that we travel. It's not so much in those stormy days that we may begin to have some doubts, it's in times such as these that we really have nothing darkening the horizon.

What more can I do with what I've been given? These experiences of mine that I've made it through are for some greater purpose, I'm sure. What can I do to use what I've learned to its fullest capacity? Am I in any way wasting the time I've been given?

All of these are the questions of faith and although the day is dreary, rainy, and cold, there are so many blessings to count and so much yet to learn. I travel by faith and not by sight, knowing that He is with me ever still.

I am What I am...

"By the grace of God, I am what I am, and His grace
toward me was not in vain." - 1 Corinthians 15:10

My thoughts, as entered in my journal in the cafe' on a cold and rainy Saturday night:

And so I can ask God what it is that He would have me to do. I do not know what path I should take, but I come to God to ask for His guidance, wisdom, and strength for face whatever lies ahead.

I know of myself as a teacher,,, I know of myself as a person of God,,, I know I have no ties to bind me to the area... So perhaps this is a sign from God that my call is elsewhere and only in that elsewhere will I find peace.

It's to somewhere else that I'm being called,,, to somewhere else than the place I'm currently at,,, the only question is the when and the where and the why.

I know that God is in control of all and that He causes all things to work together for the good of those who believe in His name.

I pray to God this night to give me direction to do those things He would have me to do in His name... Whether or not the its something I understand...

And in this morning's first devotional reading, the scripture confirms these, my insights into His plan for my life.