Monday, April 20, 2009

The Sherpas Will Go No Further...

"There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man...

On the advice of a friend, I recently signed up with yet another online dating site. I'd basically taken a break from dating, wanted to learn more about myself by spending time alone, doing things with myself as my partner, braving the world with only me to rely on. Finally, a few weeks ago, I felt ready to date again. Just date. No destination in mind, enjoying the journey, getting out and meeting new people. Specifically men.

Did I have love in mind? Sure! Who doesn't? Did I want a relationship? Sure! Eventually.

But did I want it now, now, OMG NOW? Not necessarily.

It is a dimension as vast as space and timeless as infinity...

Five days after signing up, I opened a new email. The first word in it was Wow. That got my attention. I might've even patted my hair or adjusted my bra. Dunno. I probably wiggled a little. Or at least wagged my tail.

Stop laughing. Something in that Wow spoke to me. Hey. I'm just a girl!

I eagerly read more. I really like your profile and I'm interested in alot of the same things that you are. History, particularly American history, especially the Civil War...

Besides the impressive grammar and the ability to speak in full sentences, I liked that he added "(not a re-enactor)" because that kind of thing just takes interest to a whole 'nother height. 'Nuff said.

It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition...

...If you like what you read (and see) in my profile, maybe we can talk a bit.

I liked the see part. A realistic guy. And a man who obviously liked what HE saw, or else he wouldn't be talking to me via email. Yeah baby. Pump a fist for the old broad. I took a gander.

And liked what I saw! Really liked what I saw. And read too. Yeah, read. Because reading is important, ya know.

and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge...

We arranged a date. It lasted five hours. No more deets for you!

The next day he called and asked me out again. On date two he said he'd been aware of my profile for a while. I asked him why he didn't contact me sooner. He said it's because he thought -- kinda, maybe -- that I might be The Real Thing. Took him a few days to wrap his brain around that.

My first thought upon seeing him was: there's my boyfriend, and, concurrently, something that's better suited for between the sheets of one of my books.

No more deets for you!

This is the dimension of the heart...

We didn't begin this journey with a destination in mind. Just see in each other a good travel companion. And, since the guides have abandoned us, I guess we'll stick together until we reach a sensible stopping point, junction, or, the end of the road.

Who knows? After all...

It is an area we call...

the Love Zone."

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12 Comments:

Anonymous jane/fabdame said...

"The Love Zone" - why do I hear Will Ferrell's voice in my head when I read those words? ~wink~

April 21, 2009 11:20 AM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Color me dumb. Ya got me on that one, Sis! Why? I hear Serling. Solid Serling.

April 21, 2009 11:28 AM  
Anonymous Bev Stephans said...

I guess this means you've left the yurt in Sedona. No more spaceships.

This sounds like more like a penthouse in New York with champagne and caviar.

April 21, 2009 12:24 PM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Say it, sistah! Or a cabin in the Poconos, cold beer and a fly fishing rod ;))

April 21, 2009 8:07 PM  
Anonymous Bev Stephans said...

The cabin and the beer sound great. Can I buy my fish at the market?

April 21, 2009 8:56 PM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Not on your life, Bev. We'll front your hip waders.

April 21, 2009 9:29 PM  
Blogger Don Guitar said...

Love is the most precious gift we can give one another. It's always worth it. Go for it. Best wishes for love, luck and happiness.

April 25, 2009 4:43 AM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Thanks, Don! We are GOING for it! Too old not to ;)

April 29, 2009 9:12 AM  
Blogger Don Guitar said...

Well shucks, it's been over a week and that's almost a year in internet-time. I hope the news is still all good. Be back later.

May 07, 2009 12:25 AM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Well, he sat through Child Number Two's junior high choral concert (at her express invitation), and participated in the after party at Dairy Queen.

Hmmm. I might have to blog about the relationship contract negotiations and his pre-emptive strike...

May 07, 2009 12:40 AM  
Blogger Don Guitar said...

How gloriously mundane. It looks as though you're onto something. Well done!

May 11, 2009 1:53 AM  
Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

You're cracking me up here!

Gloriously mundane. Hahaha!

May 14, 2009 6:31 AM  

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