Discovered... (And Foiled Again)!

It's not new- I only needed to clarify a few 'colors' is all...

(Better grab a cup of coffee kids, it's a  l-o-n-g one)!  

But I just need everyones 'take' on it, if you don't mind... (and if you have the time)...

Added:  I am already overwhelmed by the outpouring of support here, and it's not even 3 in the pm yet!  I know I can never thank you all enough for all of your kind words...  You all make me feel so good!

 

Good Morning EVERYBODY!!!!   

 

Such a busy day yesterday, trying to get ahead of the very cold weather that is heading our way. (It is 23 degrees as I write).  I even decorated the old crabapple tree! (And I must have moved the camera a bit when I snapped the above picture)! Thought the photo was pretty cool anyway! Stringing lights outside when it is 50+ degrees, even if it was a bit damp, was a treat this year! I have a little timer on them too- But it never did go on at dusk as it said it would.   I jiggled the darned thing, and viola, 'LIGHTS'!   (And they even turned off when they were supposed to)!   Yay!

Yesterday was to be my last day of even trying to work outside comfortably.   So all the possible dog poo piles were removed to the fields where they will certainly fertilize the wheat crop for next year... (How come every single time I do this task, the dogs follow up with 2 more piles to be carried away)???

Procrastinating up until this point, I still needed to crawl down in the water pit by the well and take the hose down for winter.

The well is out in the pumphouse. OK, that was a stupid point~ (Where the heck else would it be)????

The pump and the pressure tank for the well are underground in a tidy little concrete area. This 'area' is approximately 7-8 feet deep, and about 5 or 6 feet square. The sides of which are concrete, and that concretre extends up above the floor level in the old milkhouse...

This is NOT a job that is classified in MY book as "womens work" (But since I looked everywhere for a man, and found none,  I thought I had better do this job, nasty as it is, and just get it over and done with).     I do not particularly care to be crawling on down there- and most especially when there is no one to even hold the light for me,  (or just even to be witness to this potentially suicidal task).

And SO, being the cowardly, (yet halfway clever person) that I am, I simply chose NOT to crawl down in that pit to get it ready for winter... Looking around, I'd found an old rake that might reach to move a few things around while I leaned over the side...

...It was actually working for me!

(Now, feeling more than a bit smug at that point, I momentarily neglected to respect the forces of gravity)...

A rather big  mistake for me... 

No, I didn't 'fall in'    ...But I did drop the darned rake!     Yup, I still had to crawl down there on a warped and rickety ladder... It is a good thing I am halfway strong too, as I came back up, the top rung of that ladder was too far gone to be putting any weight on and I had to pull myself up and over the wall then...  (Blame it on the alprazolam, Xanax,  people... remember)?

And I 'fed' all of my little animals (rodents) out there too- A few Ropax bars in the shed, the old garage and in the the calf pen too- And I use the Ropax especially for the more warfarin (D-con) resistant rodents...

(The little buggars are stealing Miss Millys dog food)! How dare they!!! But now the varmints can 'steal' a bite or two of this!   hehehe

And now, on to my title effort here...

My sincerest apologies to those 'good' men that might be reading this blog... (And I do honestly try not to lump you all together)!   But, you are forewarned-  Given my experience here, (and my own current blood pressure), I am thinking this just might be one of those "men without brains" entries... (just kidding about the B/P; I checked it and it was 96/52)...

Mr. Connecticut; You once asked me why I am not "taken" ?    That said, I would cherish any insight you might provide on the following...

As many of you might know, I have a link to my personal dating site here on my front page.  When someone contacts me through my profile on there, I always send them a link to my blog here.   Easier that way to eliminate those who might think my dating profile is a bunch of HOO~HAA,   (and yes to also eliminate those that neither can read, write, or comprehend)...

And so yesterday, I received a missive from a person about 90 miles away... (notice right away that the word "man" is not used)...

His words to me?  Well, here are just a few ot them...

******************** the first note then...

Anna,

I read your entire profile, and I must say, it was intriguing. I like the 'up front' thing right off. ...(blah blah blah)...

I have a full time job here, (&) am a retired police officer... (More blah blah blah).

I have been cheated on so much, I don't know what to expect anymore from women, but I am not giving up. I can't categorize every woman with the cheating one I was with. (Blah blah blah... and a few more trivialities to end of note).

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I replied to it, asking that he visit this little blog of mine to kind of get a handle on what he may/may not be getting himself into...

(hehehe)

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And he wrote this back last night:

Well, after pouring over your blog for hours, I came to the conclusion that you scare me to death and back again.

I don't need the threat of a shotgun going off, or the idea of me being arrested by your deputy friend, so I am just going to stay put here.

To be honest with you, I'd be afraid to eat a meal at your house or even talk to you because I may say or do something that would set you off, and there we'd be.

Are you sure you haven't had a movie/book based on your life called "Cybil?"

Goodness me, you come on so strong, you'd scare anyone.

I couldn't tell who was writing what you wrote, you or someone else in your close knit family and friends. I know you (claim) wrote every word, but it sounds like it is coming from several different personalities.

I can take a lot, but Anne, you are over board with your demeanor. I know it means nothing to you what I say, but Hon, if you come on this strong, it'll be a long time before you can share your life with someone of the make persuasion. I think I'll just pass on any more communication. Thanks for being so open.

It does help make up a mans mind quickly.
There will be no need to answer me here, ok?

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Now, I think you ALL know me well enough to know that I am a dog and cannot leave it like that-   And so I comprised a note of my own...

his replies, (after threatening me with hiring an attorney???) are included in italicized red...

My original reply is in the brown font...  And this is the way it came back to me--- (Guess he couldn't comprise a note of his own)...

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Sir?

You are correct, your note probably doesn't deserve a reply-

And yet I feel I would somehow be remiss if I didn't offer one...

I am very happy that the first 23,170 people that have read my daily life/times blog didn't think like you do. (And yes, I am very proud of those page views and numbers)- Especially considering and given the fact that I can type out a few words each day and maybe humor people, or perhaps even make them feel a little better about their own seemingly impossible situations. (Some have impossible situations, some do not, but we are all of a respectful nature). These are my "FRIENDS", not just morons who cannot read or comprehend my written words...    That's because they don't know the real you

Now... If you had truly spent hours 'poring' over my own entries, I think you would have (during that time) realized that most of it is written "tongue in cheek" anyway-    Well, you hid that very well I tell you that!

I am lighthearted, (and bighearted), and I am very proud of those attributes too.     Yeah right. I can tell the way you answered me.

As are my friends and family; and ALL those that KNOW me too...

They have stood beside me when my youngest daughter has had no less than 6 surgeries in the past 12 months-

They have gathered together to offer prayers, support and love through the death of my step~daughter in September.

(And sometimes they even miss me when I do not write)...

Believe me when I tell you that I have been accused of many things in my life- But I can assure you that scaring a man "to death and back" is not one of them! That's a new one on me! Get use to it!

But I DO thank you for giving me the inspiration for tomorrows blog. You don't mind if I use your words and see what my 'readers' think of your opinion, do you?  And so I shall-    (Not sure, but I think this is where that attorney must come in)...

You are correct on another point as well... I can be brutally honest, and I believe that that aspect is also brought to light and life in my own profile on my date site- good for you

So then why even contact me to begin with?

Knowing full well that I am not some mealy~mouthed, stupid, dependent, clingy, dumb broad? Your thoughts, not mine.
?????

Sorry, but I am looking for a REAL man that comes complete with a sense of compassion and humor; that has enough honesty to match me humor to humor...

...(and back again)!
...because without that, we would all have to be 'bored' then.

...I think this entire note you wrote is humerous. You aren't humorous at all. Maybe in your own mind you are

You are out and out dangerous.

Good luck to you, Sir.

Anne~

(NOT 'hon' to you)...

You are so far from "hon" it is pathetic. Besides, I didn't mean it as a term of endearment. Far from it.

You must really think you're something huh? (Keep thinking that, someday it might come true)... 'Geez', (NOT his original word),  put that on there once and see how many responses you get.   Had I known you'd flip out like this, I surely would not have contacted you. Just proves you aren't the person you say you are in your profile.

Don't bother writing back, I have blocked you from any more emails.

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"Oh. My. Freakin'  NO!"

My true colors have been tried and found waiting... And I hate it when they can figure me out, and even diagnose me so danged fast!   (I just HATE when that happens)...

And now YOU all know too, exactly what type of person I really am...   ;-)

Gee Folks, was it something I said???...

...Good!!!

hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe !!!!!!!!!er...

Have a good one!

XOXO,
Anne

Oops... Sorry Hon, I meant to sign:  "CYBIL"...

 

...I should also add:  "I WROTE THIS"... 

...(well, one of us did anyway)!!!  hehehehehe

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