The "Single Life" & Quilting- long

Wonder if they just do exchanges....

--
LN in NH
a crazy quilter * hand quilter * & hand appliquér
all in all --- a very slow quilter.... So send quilts!
http://photos.yahoo.com/lns_obsessed

"Dragonfly" wrote in message
om...
At the local "new husband store"? I don't think they have one of those
around here.

Dragonfly

"LN \(remove NOSPAM\)" wrote in message
.. .
Oh, you are too funny!

I can take you out to find a husband when you come here. I'll put it on
our
list of things to do. ;^D

--
LN in NH
a crazy quilter * hand quilter * & hand appliquér
all in all --- a very slow quilter.... So send quilts!
http://photos.yahoo.com/lns_obsessed

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group.
I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little Chanel
No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on me---
and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about 80
(I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she proceeds
to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering
(loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts
telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age range
is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She ASKS me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they go to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that would
be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese
slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie-
ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they play
for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me
about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady" as
he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a skinny
guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies kept a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I
jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape
Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You would
have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that
song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I
think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four
Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying,
"Damn...
that was fun!"

I guess this is the reason I stick close to home, LOL. Getting involved
with a bunch of hostile strangers would scare the stuffings out of me.
You're a brave woman, Leslie!

--
Carolyn in The Old Pueblo

If it ain't broke, you aren't trying. --Red Green
If it ain't broke, it ain't mine. Carolyn McCarty

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group. I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little Chanel No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on me--- and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about 80 (I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she proceeds to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering (loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age range is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She ASKS me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they go to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that would be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie- ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they play for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady" as he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a skinny guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies kept a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You would have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...
that was fun!"

Leslie is just practicing for the reeeeeeeally big show at
Houston next year.
LOL, PAT in VA/USA, who plans to be there!

Carolyn McCarty wrote:

I guess this is the reason I stick close to home, LOL. Getting involved
with a bunch of hostile strangers would scare the stuffings out of me.
You're a brave woman, Leslie!

--
Carolyn in The Old Pueblo

If it ain't broke, you aren't trying. --Red Green
If it ain't broke, it ain't mine. Carolyn McCarty

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group. I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad for
several months, so.........cut...

Probaby...but its like with used cars, you never get as much on your trade
in as its really worth.
Diana

--
http://photos.yahoo.com/lunamom44
"LN (remove NOSPAM)" wrote in message
...
Wonder if they just do exchanges....

--
LN in NH
a crazy quilter * hand quilter * & hand appliquér
all in all --- a very slow quilter.... So send quilts!
http://photos.yahoo.com/lns_obsessed

"Dragonfly" wrote in message
om...
At the local "new husband store"? I don't think they have one of those
around here.

Dragonfly

"LN \(remove NOSPAM\)" wrote in
message
.. .
Oh, you are too funny!

I can take you out to find a husband when you come here. I'll put it
on
our
list of things to do. ;^D

--
LN in NH
a crazy quilter * hand quilter * & hand appliquér
all in all --- a very slow quilter.... So send quilts!
http://photos.yahoo.com/lns_obsessed

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group.
I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad
for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little Chanel
No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on me---
and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about 80
(I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she
proceeds
to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but
he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering
(loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts
telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age range
is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She ASKS
me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the
fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they go
to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that
would
be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had
one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese
slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie-
ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there
was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they play
for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price
of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me
about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian
woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady"
as
he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a skinny
guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He
was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies kept
a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement
and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I
jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape
Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to
ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You would
have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that
song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I
think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four
Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying,
"Damn...
that was fun!"

Looks like you have three more seasons to go. I'd stick around for that.

Mary in TN

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group. I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little Chanel No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on me--- and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about 80 (I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she proceeds to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering (loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age range is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She ASKS me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they go to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that would be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie- ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they play for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady" as he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a skinny guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies kept a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You would have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...
that was fun!"

I think there should be a "Rent-A-Husband" available. Just imagine.. rent
'um, use 'em and get your depost back! *cough* Household chores is what I
meant. Honest.

Mary in TN

"Diana Curtis" wrote in message
...
Probaby...but its like with used cars, you never get as much on your trade
in as its really worth.
Diana

--
http://photos.yahoo.com/lunamom44
"LN (remove NOSPAM)" wrote in message
...
Wonder if they just do exchanges....

--
LN in NH
a crazy quilter * hand quilter * & hand appliquér
all in all --- a very slow quilter.... So send quilts!
http://photos.yahoo.com/lns_obsessed

"Dragonfly" wrote in message
om...
At the local "new husband store"? I don't think they have one of those
around here.

Dragonfly

"LN \(remove NOSPAM\)" wrote in
message
.. .
Oh, you are too funny!

I can take you out to find a husband when you come here. I'll put it
on
our
list of things to do. ;^D

--
LN in NH
a crazy quilter * hand quilter * & hand appliquér
all in all --- a very slow quilter.... So send quilts!
http://photos.yahoo.com/lns_obsessed

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group.
I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad
for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt
and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little
Chanel
No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on
me---
and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about
80
(I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she
proceeds
to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but
he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering
(loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts
telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age
range
is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She
ASKS
me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has
me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the
fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She
starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they
go
to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that
would
be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had
one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese
slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie-
ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there
was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they
play
for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price
of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me
about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian
woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady"
as
he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a
skinny
guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He
was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies
kept
a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement
and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I
jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape
Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I
sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to
ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a
smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other
hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You
would
have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that
song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I
think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game
night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four
Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out
of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying,
"Damn...
that was fun!"

You're a braver woman than I am! ROFLOL!
Roberta in D

"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group. I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little Chanel No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on me--- and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about 80 (I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she proceeds to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering (loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age range is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She ASKS me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they go to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that would be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie- ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they play for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady" as he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a skinny guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies kept a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You would have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...
that was fun!"

Today is the 28th. Where is your weekly update?
--
Ruth in Happy Camp
"The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me" wrote in message
...
I saw this ad in the newspaper for the Four Seasons Singles Group. I've
been thinking I need to get out more and I've been reading this ad for
several months, so......

I got all my courage together last night and put on a nice skirt and
blouse and hose (!!!!!), fixed my hair, spritzed on a little Chanel No.
5 and went. Oh my God, you should have been there!!!!!

I walk in the door and about 15 pairs of hostile eyes turn on me--- and
one pair of lovestruck eyes latched on me! This old gal of about 80 (I'm
52) saunters over and says "you're new, aren't ya?" Then she proceeds to
tell me about her boyfriend she's been seeing for two years, but he's
not here tonight. The lovestruck guy, about 45, is whispering (loudly!)
to everybody at his table "look at the pretty lady!!!" (Yeah, he's
learning disabled or mildly retarded or something!)

The leader of the group comes over and grabs on to me and starts telling
me about how they usually have a much larger group and the age range is
from 45 to 85 (from what *I* see they are all 75 to 90!!!) She ASKS me
if I'm looking for a husband!!! And tells me they had had 5 or 6
marriages and that's why they are so low on members- totally
frightening!

When she finds out that I don't shoot pool or play cards she has me
volunteered to teach quilting at the "game night" which is the fourth
Tuesday of every month before I even know I volunteered! She starts
telling me about the float trips they take on the river and they go to
garage sales (she noticed I drive a pick-up truck and said that would be
handy for garage-saling!) and they have potluck dinners (they had one
that night: white bread, deli roastbeef slices, American cheese slices,
homemade pickle slices, potato chips and store bought cream pie- ugh!!!
They ate the sandwiches DRY- no dressings of any kind!) and there was
the most awful hillbilly band playing and she bragged that they play for
free- well, for the price of their meal. They were worth the price of
*that* meal, believe me. bg
Some little fella of a mere 87 came over and sat by me and told me about
outliving his two wives- the second one was a cute little Indian woman
and she only lasted 7 years- the first one lasted 47- 1/2 years.
(Lasted???) Clifford kept telling everyone about the "pretty lady" as he
stared holes in me- I wanted to crawl under the table. Then a skinny guy
named Don came in and sat down near Karen (the leader) and me. He was
fairly nice and we three talked.

The old folks danced- hilarious (cute) to watch. The old ladies kept a
sharp eye on me and the(their) "men". I pleaded my hip replacement and
refused to dance- thank goodness for that "lame" excuse!!! LOL I jumped
up to help Karen clean up after the "meal" so I could escape Clifford's
staring- she said I didn't have to help, but I said "oh yes, I sure
did!" and explained. She said he's trying to get the courage up to ask
you to dance. I damn near died of fright right then and there!!! I
couldn't see myself stumbling around the dance floor with a smitten
retarded man (with a large gut and very oily hair) to a hillbilly
rendition of The Old Rugged Cross (or their versions of other hymns)
while mean little old ladies threw hateful looks at me!!! You would have
died at what they did to "Achy-Breaky Heart"- I used to like that song!
I could have tipped back my head and howled!!!!!

But, the really funny thing is, I had a good time in the end and I think
I'm going to go back next Tuesday and teach quilting for game night!

What a life!!!

Leslie, The Official Volunteer Quilting Instructor for The Four Seasons
Singles Group :-)

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...
that was fun!"

It's here under another heading- sheesh!!! LOL

Leslie

The HairyFacedOnes 'N Me- My dogs aren't my whole life.... they make
my life whole.

RCTQ- Houston 2004..... A good friend will come and bail you out of
jail.... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, "Damn...
that was fun!"