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[Guest guest]

Oh no!

You don't mean you've never had another date since

then?

--- Jeannie

wrote:

> My most embarassing and worst first date was with

> this really cute guy. I was a freshman in High

> School and wasn't really allowed to date at that

> point. The only reason I was allowed to go was

> because we were going to a revival at his church.

> Well, I was raised in the Church of Christ and he

> was Pentacostal. I have nothing against the

> Pentacostl religion, but when are raised Chruch of

> Christ, a Pentacostal revival is somewhat culture

> shock. I was feeling a little sick to my stomach

> when he picked me up, but I thought it was just

> first date nerves. I actually had a stomach virus

> and before the revival was over became violently

> sick. I wanted him to take me home, but he wouldn't

> and all these people started wanting to put their

> hands on me and those that didn't were really

> getting into the revival in ways I had never seen

> before. To say the least I was scared to death and

> ended up leaving the church, walking to a pay phone

> and calling my Daddy to come get me. That was first

> and last date.

>

>

> Jeannie

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[Guest guest]

Oh no!

You don't mean you've never had another date since

then?

--- Jeannie

wrote:

> My most embarassing and worst first date was with

> this really cute guy. I was a freshman in High

> School and wasn't really allowed to date at that

> point. The only reason I was allowed to go was

> because we were going to a revival at his church.

> Well, I was raised in the Church of Christ and he

> was Pentacostal. I have nothing against the

> Pentacostl religion, but when are raised Chruch of

> Christ, a Pentacostal revival is somewhat culture

> shock. I was feeling a little sick to my stomach

> when he picked me up, but I thought it was just

> first date nerves. I actually had a stomach virus

> and before the revival was over became violently

> sick. I wanted him to take me home, but he wouldn't

> and all these people started wanting to put their

> hands on me and those that didn't were really

> getting into the revival in ways I had never seen

> before. To say the least I was scared to death and

> ended up leaving the church, walking to a pay phone

> and calling my Daddy to come get me. That was first

> and last date.

>

>

> Jeannie

> > No virus found in this outgoing message.

> Checked by AVG Free Edition.

> Version: 7.1.375 / Virus Database: 267.15.1/250 -

> Release Date: 2/3/2006

>

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[Guest guest]

Oh no!

You don't mean you've never had another date since

then?

--- Jeannie

wrote:

> My most embarassing and worst first date was with

> this really cute guy. I was a freshman in High

> School and wasn't really allowed to date at that

> point. The only reason I was allowed to go was

> because we were going to a revival at his church.

> Well, I was raised in the Church of Christ and he

> was Pentacostal. I have nothing against the

> Pentacostl religion, but when are raised Chruch of

> Christ, a Pentacostal revival is somewhat culture

> shock. I was feeling a little sick to my stomach

> when he picked me up, but I thought it was just

> first date nerves. I actually had a stomach virus

> and before the revival was over became violently

> sick. I wanted him to take me home, but he wouldn't

> and all these people started wanting to put their

> hands on me and those that didn't were really

> getting into the revival in ways I had never seen

> before. To say the least I was scared to death and

> ended up leaving the church, walking to a pay phone

> and calling my Daddy to come get me. That was first

> and last date.

>

>

> Jeannie

> > No virus found in this outgoing message.

> Checked by AVG Free Edition.

> Version: 7.1.375 / Virus Database: 267.15.1/250 -

> Release Date: 2/3/2006

>

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[Guest guest]

On my very first date ever, we went out for pizza with my boyfriend's family. That was the only way I was allowed to go out with him, cos I wasn't allowed to date yet, technically. I had to weezle that one out of my mom, it was his birthday, and we would be there together as a family, etc. It was fine, but I was nervous and his mom was great. She did a very cute thing...she picked an olive off her slice of pizza with her fork, held it up to her husband, and said, " Olive You " (sounds very much like I love you). It was SO cute, and totally broke the ice and we relaxed and had fun. Every time I eat olives, I think of that and smile. Wow, hadn't thought of that in a long time!

-- (stewlis)ville, NC, USA

[Guest guest]

On my very first date ever, we went out for pizza with my boyfriend's family. That was the only way I was allowed to go out with him, cos I wasn't allowed to date yet, technically. I had to weezle that one out of my mom, it was his birthday, and we would be there together as a family, etc. It was fine, but I was nervous and his mom was great. She did a very cute thing...she picked an olive off her slice of pizza with her fork, held it up to her husband, and said, " Olive You " (sounds very much like I love you). It was SO cute, and totally broke the ice and we relaxed and had fun. Every time I eat olives, I think of that and smile. Wow, hadn't thought of that in a long time!

-- (stewlis)ville, NC, USA

[Guest guest]

After our daughter moved out of the house, we'd get emails about

this really good friend she'd found. And asked if it was romantic,

she said no, it wasn't going to be - he was doing drugs and she

won't be romantic with a guy who is doing that, but she would be

friends. So, I thought this is great, she's found a friend in this

big city and he treats her well, she feels good, it's a good thing.

Then months later we get an email : I'm moving in with him for

financial reasons. (yeh, right, we weren't born yesterday.) So we

emailed back, said, you can get birth control at family planning

clinics. She wrote back, mad, saying, why do you assume it will be

sex. Then a week later tells us that they are moving in together

cuz they considered themselves married. ok, a little bomb there,

but cool We had yet to meet this young man. So first meeting with

him, we're out for India food, he's sitting next to me, in the midst

of the chatter we were doing, I turn to him and say " if you ever

hurt her, you'll regret it. " Told it one more time only added " I

will kill you. " Daughter says i don't need to say it anymore. <g>

How's that for meeting the folks for the first time ! Just needed

the front porch, rocking chair and the shot gun. me fierce mama

bear.

jane

[Guest guest]

After our daughter moved out of the house, we'd get emails about

this really good friend she'd found. And asked if it was romantic,

she said no, it wasn't going to be - he was doing drugs and she

won't be romantic with a guy who is doing that, but she would be

friends. So, I thought this is great, she's found a friend in this

big city and he treats her well, she feels good, it's a good thing.

Then months later we get an email : I'm moving in with him for

financial reasons. (yeh, right, we weren't born yesterday.) So we

emailed back, said, you can get birth control at family planning

clinics. She wrote back, mad, saying, why do you assume it will be

sex. Then a week later tells us that they are moving in together

cuz they considered themselves married. ok, a little bomb there,

but cool We had yet to meet this young man. So first meeting with

him, we're out for India food, he's sitting next to me, in the midst

of the chatter we were doing, I turn to him and say " if you ever

hurt her, you'll regret it. " Told it one more time only added " I

will kill you. " Daughter says i don't need to say it anymore. <g>

How's that for meeting the folks for the first time ! Just needed

the front porch, rocking chair and the shot gun. me fierce mama

bear.

jane

[Guest guest]

Love it... absolutely love it..... the visual of the momma bear in the rockin' chair with the shotgun!! hehehehe

Topper ()

On Sun, 05 Feb 2006 08:57:57 -0000 "rjane1955" writes:

After our daughter moved out of the house, we'd get emails about this really good friend she'd found. And asked if it was romantic, she said no, it wasn't going to be - he was doing drugs and she won't be romantic with a guy who is doing that, but she would be friends. So, I thought this is great, she's found a friend in this big city and he treats her well, she feels good, it's a good thing. Then months later we get an email : I'm moving in with him for financial reasons. (yeh, right, we weren't born yesterday.) So we emailed back, said, you can get birth control at family planning clinics. She wrote back, mad, saying, why do you assume it will be sex. Then a week later tells us that they are moving in together cuz they considered themselves married. ok, a little bomb there, but cool We had yet to meet this young man. So first meeting with him, we're out for India food, he's sitting next to me, in the midst of the chatter we were doing, I turn to him and say "if you ever hurt her, you'll regret it." Told it one more time only added "I will kill you." Daughter says i don't need to say it anymore. <g> How's that for meeting the folks for the first time ! Just needed the front porch, rocking chair and the shot gun. me fierce mama bear. jane

[Guest guest]

Love it... absolutely love it..... the visual of the momma bear in the rockin' chair with the shotgun!! hehehehe

Topper ()

On Sun, 05 Feb 2006 08:57:57 -0000 "rjane1955" writes:

After our daughter moved out of the house, we'd get emails about this really good friend she'd found. And asked if it was romantic, she said no, it wasn't going to be - he was doing drugs and she won't be romantic with a guy who is doing that, but she would be friends. So, I thought this is great, she's found a friend in this big city and he treats her well, she feels good, it's a good thing. Then months later we get an email : I'm moving in with him for financial reasons. (yeh, right, we weren't born yesterday.) So we emailed back, said, you can get birth control at family planning clinics. She wrote back, mad, saying, why do you assume it will be sex. Then a week later tells us that they are moving in together cuz they considered themselves married. ok, a little bomb there, but cool We had yet to meet this young man. So first meeting with him, we're out for India food, he's sitting next to me, in the midst of the chatter we were doing, I turn to him and say "if you ever hurt her, you'll regret it." Told it one more time only added "I will kill you." Daughter says i don't need to say it anymore. <g> How's that for meeting the folks for the first time ! Just needed the front porch, rocking chair and the shot gun. me fierce mama bear. jane

[Guest guest]

Love it... absolutely love it..... the visual of the momma bear in the rockin' chair with the shotgun!! hehehehe

Topper ()

On Sun, 05 Feb 2006 08:57:57 -0000 "rjane1955" writes:

After our daughter moved out of the house, we'd get emails about this really good friend she'd found. And asked if it was romantic, she said no, it wasn't going to be - he was doing drugs and she won't be romantic with a guy who is doing that, but she would be friends. So, I thought this is great, she's found a friend in this big city and he treats her well, she feels good, it's a good thing. Then months later we get an email : I'm moving in with him for financial reasons. (yeh, right, we weren't born yesterday.) So we emailed back, said, you can get birth control at family planning clinics. She wrote back, mad, saying, why do you assume it will be sex. Then a week later tells us that they are moving in together cuz they considered themselves married. ok, a little bomb there, but cool We had yet to meet this young man. So first meeting with him, we're out for India food, he's sitting next to me, in the midst of the chatter we were doing, I turn to him and say "if you ever hurt her, you'll regret it." Told it one more time only added "I will kill you." Daughter says i don't need to say it anymore. <g> How's that for meeting the folks for the first time ! Just needed the front porch, rocking chair and the shot gun. me fierce mama bear. jane

[Guest guest]

Yahoo has been messing me about this week, only 2 or 3

messages a day then this morning there are what seems

like hundreds.

My first kiss was with a stunning looking young boy I

met whilst taking part in a pilgramage. It was a youth

event in 1963 and hundreds of us walked to a cathedral

for a youth service. I was 13 and was wearing the

white confirmation dress that my mother made for my

first communion. My friends and I met a group of very

smart young men and went for a walk in the cathedral

gardens. The young man who took a fancy to me led me

behind a building and kissed me. It didn't feel OK to

be doing that in my white dress but it was so

romantic. We only had a few minutes together and as we

parted he begged me to write to him and wrote down his

name and address for me. I was on cloud nine.

I did write to hime and received a reply from the

prison service enclosing my note. He and his friends

had been on a days leave from a young offendors

institution and were not allowed to receive mail from

anyone apart from their families. Needless to say my

mother was beside herself with rage.

In the late sixties my sister arranged a blind date

for me when I was on vacation from college. This guy

was a farmer. We drove up to a coastal town to eat. He

chose a huge steak (I am veggie now but even then

didn't eat much meat). I was stunned by the huge slab

of meat that was served to him. He couldn't understand

how anybody could refuse a steak. I chose a chicken

curry. I started to eat my curry, it was good but he

was already having misgivings about a woman who

couldn't share his love of meat. Between mouthfulls he

began to tell me all he knew about curry. He was a

farmer and had a slow way of speaking. Much chewing

then a few words, another mouthful and so on.

" Do you know " he said........chew, chew, chew,

" that during the war " .........chew, chew, chew,

" farmer's were told " ............chew, chew, chew

" to feed curry spices " ..........chew etc

" to their chickens " .

Goodness I thought, curry eating chickens.

" Helped production " he continued, chew, chew, chew.

" It stimulates their ovaries " .

Well any romance was killed dead at that point and it

took years for me to eat curry again. I have no idea

if curry spice has that effect on women but I didn't

want to find out.

I've been divorced for a long time so there have been

a few odd recent dates.

This is another blind date fixed up by my sister, only

5 years ago with another farmer.

When he arrived to pick me up he warned me that I

would need my wellington boots (waterproof boots). It

was August! It had been raining but I couldn't imagine

why I would need waterproof boots for the short walk

from the jeep to his house. Anyway I took them and as

I got out of Jeep onto the dry driveway he instructed

me to put the boots on. I obeyed, stepped into the

house, straight into 8 " of water. His wife had left

him 12 years previously and he had determined that he

would spend no money on the house and if she wanted a

share she would have to fix it up. Half the roof tiles

had blown off in the winter gales. The rain had got in

and part of the back of the house had collapsed. There

was no electricity in the back of the house and once I

had paddled into the kitchen I was trapped! There was

no way out without a flashlight.

Nothing at all had been moved since his wife left. Her

cheque book was still open on the piano. All the

funiture was covered with mould, beautiful paintings

were black with mildew. Lace curtains at the window

were as hard as cardboard.

I imagine that most of you will wonder why I didn't

get out of there as fast as possible. Well I was the

first guest in 12 years and I think the look on my

face told him what a mess he had allowed himself to

get into, he looked so sad and I'm a real sucker for

hard luck stories so I stayed to eat. Sitting at that

farmhouse table was difficult as the rain began and I

had to pull my chair as close in as I could to avoid

the drips coming through the ceiling.

His fireplace was full of plastic. He explained that

he spent the winter salvaging copper; this involved

buying old electrical wire and stripping the

insulating plastic with a penknife.

Eventually I had to excuse myself and brave the

bathroom. I will spare you the details of that grim

experience but he urged me to take a look at the

upstairs rooms. Clearly I was not going to go

willingly into any of the bedrooms but I had a quick

peep around the door nearest the bathroom. The room

was amazing. It look like it belonged to an eastern

prince. Turkish rugs, silks, brocades and sumptious

cushions, all covered with dust and mould!

Needless to say, I will decline any further attempts

that my sister makes to find me a partner!

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