Meet the Old Guy.

The Old Guy.

Hmmmm...

How to sum him up in a few short sentences?

Never mind.

I can do it in one.

He is the gentlest, kindest, most loving, caring, honest and decent man

I have ever met in my life.

Really.

And now....

I'll tell you how we met.

See, I had come over to Australia to marry a man who had been one of my pen-pals for close to 20 years.

( I would go in to this further, but I dislike even thinking about the jerk now,

let alone talking about him.)

Anyhoo...the relationship with "pen-pal guy" didn't work out and here I was, living in Oz,

and lonely as hell.

Our little local paper has a column that used to be called

"Country Connections"

where men or women can place an ad...

You ring their message bank, leave a message and then they get back to you.

I found a guy who sounded ideal, who had listed stuff like

"Country boy at heart, Likes fishing and camping , and the quiet life"

Wooo Hoooo ! That sounds like my kind of guy!

This could be Mr Perfect!

But when I went to make the call, I couldn't get through.

So I waited a few weeks...

and checked the paper again...

But sadly, the ad from "Mr Perfect" was no longer there.

So I picked another ad that didn't sound quite as ideal as the first one, and I managed to leave a message this time.

"Hi, my name is Tater, I'm 45 yrs old, 5'9" and I love fishing and camping"

Which was totally enlightening and was almost guaranteed to elicit a return phone call from a love-starved male, you know?

Most men would drool over this kind of in-depth information.

The problem was, after three weeks, no one had gotten back to me.

Well darn it !

There went my one-and-only attempt to use a dating service to find true love...

I think I might just have to start ringing around and see if

the nunnery was accepting new applicants.

But then... I got a phone call!

The guy who was calling, apologized profusely to me and said that I had actually called and left a message on his friends message bank,

but the other guy had decided that I was too tall for him...

So he had passed my number along to the guy who was currently on the phone .

To tell you the truth,

I was less than impressed with the whole passing my phone number along thing

but I figured,

what the heck...

This guy has a nice, peaceful voice,

so I might as well talk to him for a while.

At least he was more fun to talk to than the cat.

And he was marginally more entertaining than spending the evening

picking my toenails yet again.

About 5 minutes into the conversation, this guy tells me that he had placed

an ad in "Country Connections"

several weeks previously,

but he hadn't met anyone he had "clicked" with.

So when I asked about his ad, it turned out that his ad was the very same one I had tried responding to in the first place!

The one I had circled with a red heart!

Is that destiny, or what?

We ended up meeting....

And the rest is history.

On June 1st, we'll have been together for 10 years

Almost 10 tears ago, I thought that he was

the most gentle, kind, loving, caring, honest and decent man I had ever met.

And I still think so today.

(insert cute little cupid-y, falling hearts here)

The End