Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
The prompt word, “dirty,” for today’s post is brought to you by Jim! Thanks, Jim! To find his “dirty” post, click here. And say hi while you’re there!
There is so much talk about “Toxic Masculinity” these days. Guys my age struggle with this. I was raised with the words “be a man”, coming from my father, society, and my own recollections.
“Being a man” wasn’t a difficult concept to live by. Boys don’t cry was a common mantra. I was encouraged to be strong, to open and hold doors for a woman, to always pick up the check, to not drive off until my date was safely inside. Of course, I was also encouraged to be a lothario.
I witnessed my male counterparts as they cat-called, crotch grabbed, whistled and otherwise made fools out of themselves in front of women. I always knew the line and when it was crossed. I was (and still am) flirty, but not dirty, and I am respectful of women.
In turn, I also have expectations of women to be strong and able to handle themselves. When a man crosses the bridge from flirtatious to inappropriate I expect, and have seen it on many occasions, a woman to put a man in his place. I love those women. There is never an excuse for a man to offer unwanted advances or lay a hand upon a woman.
See, I know that a woman can open her own door. I know that she has her own coat and umbrella on a cold or rainy day. I may not need to follow her home to make sure she is safe. But I still do these things, because that’s how I was raised.
It’s not toxic. It’s part of being a man.
Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 28th is brought to you by Dan! Click here to find his last post and say hi while you’re there! Dan’s word for our prompt today is “testify.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!
serve as evidence or proof of something’s existing or being the case.
It took mere seconds to say “I love you.”
It took me an hour to explain it
It takes a lifetime to prove it
We are no longer together
couldn’t withstand the weather
I did not abandon you
did what I said I would do
and kept promises made
I am aware of our status
I’m currently persona non gratis
although I don’t live near
I will always be here
My friends don’t get it
but I don’t regret it
This is how I testify to the oath I made
on our wedding day
Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 27th is brought to you by Enthralling Journey! Click here to find her last post and say hi while you’re there! Enthralling Journey’s word for our prompt today is “cathartic.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!
Time spent having an amazing conversation with good people is one of the great, free experiences in life.
We spend an awful lot of time talking and an unfortunate amount of time waiting our turn to speak again. This occurs at the expense of actually listening to the other person. When you speak, you regurgitate that which you already know. When you listen, you learn something you didn’t. When you have an amazing conversation everyone leaves different than when they went in. Sometimes we learn something about ourselves.
It’s downright cathartic.
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “ad/add/AD (Anno Domini).” Use one, use ’em all–bonus points if you fit them all into your post. Have fun!
I was having breakfast this morning and our server was a very lovely young lady who was, how should I say, as pretty walking towards me as she was walking away. As I watched her in mute admiration, I realized that she was young enough to be my daughter.
It logically followed that I would take stock of my situation and I concluded that women like her were not realistic but I should make an effort to meet someone.
I composed in my head the AD, in the yet to be determined outlet.
“recently divorced guy, balding, one testicle, on dialysis with no future prospects of success or moving out of my mother’s house seeks…well SHIT…anyone. Note, in exchange for physical intimacy I will be the most grateful motherfucker EVER.”
I’ve heard honesty is a turn-on.
Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 25th is brought to you by JP! Click here to find her last post (honestly, I’m assuming JP’s a her–sorry, JP, if I’m wrong) and say hi while you’re there! JP’s word for our prompt today is “balance.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!
For years I spent every minute of my life worrying.
I worried about money.
I worried about my health.
I worried about being a good parent.
I worried about the consequences of failure.
The last 2 years have taken so much from me that I have learned a whole new way of life. Life was once analogous to walking a tight rope. One slip and I would lose everything. A fall would be into a pit of alligators and razor blades.
Now, looking from the base of the canyon up, I have such an appreciation for the joys of life that don’t revolve around money and success, that a fall from the tightrope may be a fall into a pit of rubber balls and puppies.
Walking that tightrope, I wouldn’t be so worried should I lose my balance.
Your prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 24th is brought to you by Bee! Click here to find her last post and say hi while you’re there! Bee’s word for our prompt today is “zoomie.” Interpret it any way you’d like, and use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!
I’ve been away from the blogging world for a few days. That old “life” thing is getting in the way. But I took on this challenge to ensure that I write something every day so I’m going to make up each day that I missed.
Right now I find myself in the dead of winter. It’s cold, very cold. Everything is frozen. There is not a lot to do where I live and on top of everything, despite my beloved Patriots being in the Super Bowl I am dreading the month of February. It will be a long, snowy, cold and football-less month.
But…this is a big But (I love big buts…sorry had to), I look forward to Spring. With chronic illness being a daily obstacle and a recent near-death experience in my rear-view mirror I have begun to set manageable future goals to give me something to, well not trying to be morbid here, something to live for.
One thing I plan on doing is riding my new Motorcycle. I bought it in the fall to have something to look forward to in the Spring. The anticipation of riding it has carried me thus far through the winter. It gives me hope of enjoyment, of freedom, of reveling in nature’s wonders with the wind in my face and bugs in my teeth.
I am going to attack life when Spring hit with such a vigor that it won’t be just fast…it will be damn zoomie.