The Exchange

Was driving home last night after work and came across this strange sight. A young man was riding a Honda 70 motorcycle and it was obviously too small for him. Only one young man in particular came to mind and as I passed him, I found my hunch was correct. It was my 17 year-old autistic son, Nick. I waved, pulled over, and waited for him to turn around. As he neared my car, I asked him where he was going? He gave me a quizzical look and seriously said, "I don't know." I then asked, "Where have you been?" Again, he responded with, "I don't know." Then he informed me that his RC car parts had not arrived and I assured him I'd check the shipping status tomorrow. He then told me to leave and allowed me to go first. He followed me until I got up to speed. I thoroughly enjoyed the exchange between us. Quite an accomplishment for him!

Just thought I'd share the highlight of my week with you.
Gina

Soulmate Jones

Gina Ruth Swenson

Still so in love with him! Even after 9 months, my soul aches for his touch. I weep with anguish at his being gone! Today was a difficult day but I am hopeful that tomorrow morning, I will awake and be stronger.

True Compassion

Gina Ruth Swenson

I am being true to how I was raised. An older woman I know called me yesterday and asked if I could help administer her B12 shot. I know she is a recovering heroin addict and that syringes are a trigger point for her so I agreed to visit her every night for 3 weeks and administer her shot. It is an opportunity to show compassion and service to someone in need.

Sunday Driver!

Sunday Drivers!

by Gina Ruth Swenson on Tuesday, May 24, 2011 at 5:56pm

Was driving down the road on Sunday with my two youngest sons, when the car in front of us decided to turn their left turn signal on. However, they ended up turning right instead. I turned to Nick and said, "That person has Driver's Dyslexsia!" We joked around the rest of the afternoon! "Let's signal right and turn left", or "Let's signal left, right, then go straight!" It was hilarious since Nick was coming up with all the alternatives! He's got a great sense of humor!

Female Superiority

I find it entertaining to surround myself with men who adore me and want to be around me.  I rarely lack for male companionship and I doubt I ever will.  Call it a gift. Some people would say I'm shameless but I call it being a mastermind of men.
I always thought men were the predators and women were the prey but now that I've actually dwelt on it, it seems to me that it is just the opposite.
Here's the scenario:  a woman walks into a bar, she sits down and orders a drink and makes eye contact with every man she can.  Before she knows it, she gets offers to buy her drinks.  If she went to the bar just to drink, she's set for the evening.  If she went there to find a one-night lover, she's well on her way to reaching her goal.  Face it, women can get what they want when they want it.  The problem lies in deciding what it is that we want at the time.
So, let's say that this woman wants to just get drunk and then go home in a taxi.  Her drinks keep coming and all she has to do is smile and make trite conversation with the poor sucker who thinks he's gonna take her home.  When she's had her fill, she makes some kind of half legitimate excuse that she has to work early tomorrow or has company coming from out of town, or whatever, and when Mr. Hopeful offers to drive her home, she says she's already called the taxi and thanks for offering.  If the situation were reversed, the man would be left with a bulging hard-on to contend with and will be nursing a three day hangover.  The odd thing is; men will never catch on!  It's been working for centuries and they still have no clue and women will continue to be a mystery to them.  Go figure!

Sexual Limbo

I am in my late forties and supposedly in my sexual prime.  All the myths are debunked since my libido is off the charts yet here I sit, night after night, alone with my frustrations.  Toys can only take me so far and I want a dance partner. Why?  All the men my age are only interested in chasing after women who are young enough to be either their nieces or daughters!  Where does that leave me?  In cougar-ville or in my case, puma-ville.  Puma being the term for women who are approaching 50, in other words, an old cougar. The young men I've interviewed for the possible position of part-time boytoy have informed me that they cannot tolerate women their own age.  Always needy and don't know their way around in bed and what's up with all that drama?  Interesting indeed!  It must be the natural order of things if my observations are correct.  I somehow have a difficult time wrapping my brain around bedding a 24 year old Adonis since he would be the same age as my oldest son but I am stuck in this sexual limbo, wanting to be set free to finally explore my sexuality.  I know there are probably willing students out there in the younger social group but I prefer a man who has some experience and knows his way around my body with minimal instructions.  Granted, some younger men vow that they are the equivalent to Don Juan, but that is just false advertising!  They try much too hard due to lack of confidence, and think that the porn they watched the night before is what is expected, as if that even remotely resembles actual sex?   So, I am suspended in limbo until some man stumbles across me, removes the shrink wrap from my naked body, and actually releases "The Beast Within."

Haters

I totally get the fact that Americans are overweight and some morbidly obese but those who are, do not need to be constantly reminded of it everyday. Hey! Fat people KNOW they are fat! They see it in the mirror everyday if they dare look. They do not need to be publically shamed! Whatever happened to compassion towards your fellow human beings? Just try walking in their shoes for a change. Yeah, some have eating disorders or a medical condition but think of those people and ask yourself, "Why?' Why are they using food as a crutch for comfort? Why do they feel a compulsion to eat constantly? Why are they in such emotional pain that this is the only way to deal with the pain? Instead of ostracizing them, embrace them, befriend them, and try to help and understand! We are, after all, humans first and foremost and we should edify each other; celebrate being alive and embrace fellowship! Quit being hurtful towards our own species! For all of those who have never had to struggle with a weight problem, quit being judgmental and hyper-critical! Quit being phobic around overweight people. Change your attitude. What about those individuals who are rail thin and complain about not being able to gain weight? What about those who starve themselves or vomit because they are afraid of what others will think of them? If Christianity is the majority of religion on the face of the planet, then there should be tons of compassion and less hatefulness in the world! Live what you believe for a change!