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This quote is right on for all of us!  Not just those of  who are May-December Lovers. Enjoy….

“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another.” – Gail Sheehy

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Why did she have to get us involved?

(Posted by Earnest D. Cember)

Hey y’all, it’s me, Earnest D. Cember.  Now I  tried to keep out of that there book writin’ project Ron and Gayle were fools enough to start.  Oh, I’ve put a couple or things in their blog as a “guest blogger” but they was about me – an interesting subject even if I do say so myself.  I’ve been very careful to not disclose how me and Earnestine got suckered into this thing but Earnestine just couldn’t stand not having her nose in somebody else’s bizness.  No, hers ain’t brown.  That’s Ron and Gayle’s  fecal situation, not ours, but it looks like everyone now knows we’re supposed to be watchin’ the whole process and reportin’ on it.

I have to digress a bit.  I love big words like digress.  Makes me feel real smart.  But if you’ve read any of my website you know I hate made up words.  Blogger is a made up word!  Why can’t we just call it what it is?  It’s a diary!  And by the way, when did people start lettin’ other people read their diaries?  That’s just weird.

OK, let’s us get back to the subject at hand.  Earnestine and I are supposed to be writin’ about Ron and Gayle writin’.  (Did you get that?)  Now we’ve known these two for lots of years.  We’ve been their very best friends fer as long as they’ve known each other.  I gotta’ say the last year or so has been tough on them.  I’ve watched them argue and fight for as long as I’ve known them.  (I’m sure glad Earnestine and I don’t do that!)  They’ve had themselves some pretty hair-raisin’ to-dos over the years but this book writin’ behavior is in a class of it’s own.

So how do you and your honey get along?  Good?  God bless you.  Bad?  God save you.  Just take my advise, please.  Don’t try writin’ a book about your relationship with your honey (I’d skip keeping a public diary on-line if I was you, too.)  I think Ron and Gayle were about a week into the process when Earnestine and me knew there was a rocky road ahead and no 4-wheeler to get them over it.  Talk about dirty laundry!  Those two began re-living every problem they’d ever had and let me tell you this, it weren’t pretty.

Now they weren’t always just fightin’.  They actually wrote some very good stuff, in spite of the fights.  Earnestine’s already told you they’ve done some fun stuff.  Cruisin’, explorin’ the old country, goin’ to big weddings, that sort of stuff.  But Ron tells me they found time to fight even then.  Now don’t get me wrong.  I haven’t seen any lawyers around here so they must be doin’ ok. (No weapons, neither.)

When they were gettin’ ready for that big New York wedding (la-de-da) they took a dance lesson.  I’m gonna tell you this.  Ron’n me have somethin’ in common.  We don’t dance!  But he was gonna learn to swing, and not the fun (but dangerous) kind.  He said they did good at the wedding, though, so the lesson musta helped.  Then came dance lessons on one of them cruises.  Then more lessons once they got back home.  Salsa, of all things!  (There you go with them strange words.  Salsa is something you eat!)  Well, Ron called a halt to that stuff.  His feet just don’t move right to Salsa.

OK, let’s get back to this book thing.  They’ve stopped writin’!  They just stopped!  Now they’re workin’ on somethin’ called a book proposal.  They’ve gone off into their own corners with those computers with the apple on them.  Ever now and agin they look up and just stare at each other.  It’s downright spooky.  I think I’d rather have them fightin’ than starin’.  I’ve been wantin’ to tell them they should finish the book before they propose to anybody but I’m afraid of them right now.

I wonder if the book has anything in it about starin’.  It oughta!  I guess I should read some of it when they aren’t lookin’ so I’ll know what’s in it.  I sure liked them better before they started this crazy book.  Me and Earnestine are keepin’ our distance from them right now, though.  Oh, I wish Earnestine would stop talking about poo so much?  Yes, a poo is just a poo, but doggone it, it’s private!

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Warning!  This is harder than it sounds and more essential than you’ll ever know….

Gayle

Poached from The Daily Love….

“An intimate relationship does not banish loneliness. Only when we are comfortable with who we are can we truly function independently in a healthy way, can we truly function within a relationship. Two halves do not make a whole when it comes to a healthy relationship: it takes two wholes.”

- Patricia Fry, is a full-time freelance writer, editorial consultant and the author of 25 books.

ACCEPTANCE

“If only you would change…!”  Those are the words couples’ counseling is made of.  You tell me your partner’s behavior is causing your problems.  Your relationship would be better if only he or she changed.  Was he or she like this when you met?   Did you think what they were doing was  “cute”  or that they would change with time and your love?  Were you the one who said “age doesn’t matter?”

Either way, you (oh yes we did just go there) are as guilty as your partner.  Why?  If you didn’t deal with the issues up front, you basically entered into a contract without agreeing to all the clauses.   You seemed accepting or understanding – but now you’ve changed the game.

If you really want a change in your relationship, look inside.  Is there a way you can be more accepting or less critical?   If your partner’s behavior could be a relationship killer, then maybe you need to sit down and share from your heart in a loving way.  Seek to understand before being understood.  Work together to create change rather than as opposing forces of nature.

Before you try to change others, remember how hard it is to change yourself.

- Bill Bluestein

Some secrets are meant to be shared!

Pass this one on…

It surely feels that way.

(Posted by Ron)

I’m lost. It’s too late. I doubt that I will be able to recover from this. We were sitting at the Waffle Hut Sunday (yes, if you don’t look too closely at the kitchen it’s possible to eat there.) I looked down and found my cell phone in my hands. Yes, my cell phone. On most days I don’t even know where it is. More importantly, I was using the keyboard to make a note. OMG. I am lost! I swore to never touch the keyboard.

Do you want more proof?

We were recently in that bastion of sin and waste in the deserts of Nevada (my first trip.) While eating dinner in one of Wolfgang’s restaurants (more proof!) a gentleman and his date/girlfriend/wife sat down next to us. I knew we were kindred souls because there was obviously an age difference between them. His hair was grayer than mine but that just means I have a better hairdresser.

It was kind of long and stringy, but something about it looked really good to me. I came back and decided to let my hair get long (again). Last week Gayle discovered something called Malleable Moulding Paste (must be British.) What’s the connection? She looked upon my now longer hair as an experimental zone for the Paste. I don’t think it worked. Our friend David agreed when he saw it. I don’t think I’m ready to be seen in public with hair styled to look as I do when I wake up each day. At least I hope the experiment is over.

But what am I going to do about the cell phone?  And did I just type OMG?  OMG!!!  WTF??