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I have been seeing the most fantasticaly wonderful girl. I wrote a store that I recently found again that describes her to a tee for the most part. She is absolutely wonderful. I think this one might work out. Now I'm going to say that and jinx it. But any way here is the story.
Wanted: Cute Roofer Chick
It was damn hot on the roof. The sun reflecting off the black tar was really unbearable. Unfortunately, there was nowhere to hide from the sun, so the best I could do was pick the lesser of the two evils. I couldn't decide if was more painful to tear off the old shingles or to put the new ones on. Both jobs were unnecessarily slow, time consuming, sweat-inducing, and strenuous. The real struggle was there was only four of us on the roof. This job would go a lot faster if we had a few more roofers. Dad was coaching my step-mom on how to use the caulk gun, so that left me and my uncle to tear off the south face. Attempting to recruit volunteers to help with roofing is no easy task. I realized that what I really needed was to find a cute girl who could climb a ladder, use a hammer, and remember where I left the utility knife. Maybe I'll take out a personal add:
Wanted: cute roofer chick
Its funny how over time what we look for in a partner radically changes. For instance, 6 years ago, when I was in high school I obviously wanted a cheerleader, a swimmer, or a gymnast. I went for the swimmer, myself. They are in such good shape and are always walking around in swimsuits... But I digress... what good to me is a swimmer now? Does she know where my utility knife went? Over the last decade, the traits I look for in an ideal partner have been defined and redefined a dozen times over. I think that this is common for 20-something year-olds as they come to terms with they want from life. Luckily, I didn't do anything stupid, like get married, before I realized this. I likely would have ended up with someone who fulfilled my teenage fantasies, but not my adult ones. (Unfortunately, at age 25, I almost qualify as an adult now). Don't get me wrong, I still like the cute swimmers. But, there is just so much more that I look for in a girl than I used to.
Wanted: cute swimmer/roofer chick
A roofer girl is a good start for me. I like tomboys. Self-confidence is sexy. I am attracted to girls who are outgoing, adventurous, and not afraid to get dirty while having fun. Interesting how this is true both literally and figuratively. Granted, I don't actually know too many roofer chicks, but girls who play sports often exhibit similar qualities. Athletes are usually competitive, driven, and aspire to greatness. I'll take a girl who plays forward on my soccer team any day...
Wanted: cute, self-confident, outgoing, adventurous, athletic, swimmer/roofer chick
Obviously there is a limit to how many shingles her and I can nail down before we are going to actually have to talk. I hope that she is friendly and smiles a lot - we could be on this roof a long time. Topics that will likely eventually come up include experiences, interests, hopes, dreams, goals, plans, and, obviously, who stole the damn utility knife. Most assuredly, we are going to be arguing over its whereabouts for years to come. Personally, I love to get out and do stuff. I have a love affair with water sports. I like to snowboard and go to shoot pool. I hope to start my own business one day. Ultimately, I have a world of adventure to share with her. Hopefully, she feels the same. I don't care if she wants to DJ house music or drive a fire truck. As long as she has dreams and passions and follows her heart, most assuredly I will admire her. And in turn, I am amazed and delighted when I find a girl that can have anything she wants, and somehow chooses me. She must really like me for who I am. People who follow their heart always seem to lead a life worth living. They always have rich character and the most wonderful stories to tell. If I am going to spend my life with someone, we better be able to make history together. I want to have stories to tell.
Wanted: cute, smiley, self-confident, outgoing, adventurous, athletic swimmer/roofer chick who follows her heart
Ok, screw the roof. I need a girl who can play with me just as hard as she works with me. Here is my ideal date. Is she up for it?
The "date" starts early. We mutually agree that calling it a date is cheesy so we decide that we are "running together" today. We gotta drive downtown Coeur d'Alene. In passing, I had told her that I was going to borrow a jet ski. Subsequently, she informed me that I was taking her out there to try it. What did I care?... I was going to see her in a bikini. I had my "all U2, all the time" CD playing in the car. Her and I sang along with Bono the whole way out there. Jet skiing was sweet. At first she held on to me really tight as we made our first few laps around the bay by the Coeur d'Alene Resort. I saw her wide-eyed reactions toward every move I made and realized that I wouldn't be in charge very long. Sure enough, she figured out how to work the Seadoo and before long I got kicked off the back. I floated idly in the water near shore. Every 15 minutes or so, she would pass by and wink at me. It was this endearing gesture that made me smile for the rest of the day. The trip home was serene. She slept most of the way back. She had more freckles now after a day in the sun and her hair was a mess. Funny, she would probably say otherwise, but I thought her messy hair was really sexy. She went home to shower and change. Now, she is on her way back over. I open the door and she greets me with a smile, a big hug, and a kiss on the cheek. I am making her spaghetti for dinner at my place because I can cook better than any restaurant anyways. As always, my house is a little messy but she doesn't seem to care. We've got better things to banter about. Dinner is fun. Both of us manage to get spaghetti sauce on our shirts. This is a regular affair for me but I think its adorable that she struggles too. I find a small old flannel shirt in the back of my closet for her to wear. It is huge on her but who cares. After dinner, we drive down to the park side bistro. Over domestic drafts we argue about the top 3 movies of all time. Obviously its Star Wars, the Matrix, and Indiana Jones. She ignorantly thinks it is Say Anything, When Harry Met Sally, and My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Even if she likes these mediocre films, I know that eventually she will come around and see that I am right and she is wrong. (Obviously, I need a girl that knows I am kidding here. So if you are a girl, and got offended, you are likely out.) For hours we laugh, banter, and argue over this topic. This conversation about seemingly nothing easily lasts this long because she is intelligent, creative, open-minded, and opinionated. I laugh at her when she tries to find the bathroom and gets lost in the bar. Quietly I admit to myself that she is charming and beautiful and witty. Now, if she only takes me dancing, I will probably fall in love with her.
Wanted: cute, smiley, self-confident, outgoing, witty, charming, intelligent, adventurous, fun, down-to-earth, genuine, athletic, swimmer/roofer chick who follows her heart
Obviously we went dancing and obviously I fell in love with this girl. The real question though: is she in love with me and will she always be? I am sort of a challenge sometimes. Roofing all day really wears me out. Granted at the beginning of the day I am charming, motivated, intelligent, and fun. But by evening I have hammered my thumb a few times and I am a real handful. Sometimes I am a just walking disaster - messy, slow, and disorganized. In my own way, I am weird and eclectic and non-conventional. First hand, I have watched how these very traits make me a great guy to start with, but a difficult guy to stay with. Apparently, I ask a lot of my girls. In addition to everything else, I need a girl who is patient. And above all, I need her to love me for who I am and understand that I am complicated. (If you are unconvinced of this, just wait...) She has to be prepared to adore me always, for all my triumphs and my struggles. I am a strange guy - I need her to love me both for who I am and the person that I can be. Fortunately for me, I am a romantic...
ro•man•tic
adj.
1. Of, relating to, or characteristic of romance.
2. Given to thoughts or feelings of romance. See Synonyms at sentimental
3. Displaying, expressive of, or conducive to love: a romantic atmosphere.
4. Imaginative but impractical; visionary: romantic notions.
5. Not based on fact; imaginary or fictitious: His memoirs were criticized as a romantic view of the past.
6. often Romantic Of or characteristic of romanticism in the arts.
Girls usually hope I am referring to definition #2. But actually, I am more like definition #4. This makes me mysterious and fun and difficult and challenging. Evidently, this taxes even the bravest girls. I am confident that eventually some girl will have what it takes to deal with me - patience and virtue and whatnot. In turn, I will adore her and follow her around for the rest of her life. I already know that she will be a great compliment to me. Usually I am "on" and like to tell all kinds of jokes. My jokes aren't all that funny, and I don't expect her to laugh. But as my partner, I know she will get them, roll her eyes, smile at me, and take my hand and support me no matter where my adventures take me - as I will always do for her. That is what partners do.
Wanted: cute, smiley, self-confident, outgoing, witty, charming, intelligent, adventurous, fun, down-to-earth, genuine, athletic, patient swimmer/roofer chick who follows her heart, which leads her to me; who will be my partner and hold my hand for the rest of my life
In retrospect, I guess I ask a lot. But seriously, is this so much to ask? I am very difficult but I'd like to think that in the end, I am worth it. I hope that she thinks so too. I guess I'll have to wait and see. Until then, I would be happy to find the lousy thug who absconded with my utility knife?!?!?
Things are going very well. She loves to be active and she keeps me doing things. Shes very spontaneous like me. Like today we were going to go hiking in our fav spot on mineral ridge and there were to many people for our tastes so we just kept driving and drove all the way around Coeur d'Alene lake. We checked out where we are camping next weekend and found an awesome bike trail that gos all the way to Montana and it has an awesome bridge that gos over the lake.
Well that is a small update now i'm off to sweet dreams.
Wanted: Cute Roofer Chick
It was damn hot on the roof. The sun reflecting off the black tar was really unbearable. Unfortunately, there was nowhere to hide from the sun, so the best I could do was pick the lesser of the two evils. I couldn't decide if was more painful to tear off the old shingles or to put the new ones on. Both jobs were unnecessarily slow, time consuming, sweat-inducing, and strenuous. The real struggle was there was only four of us on the roof. This job would go a lot faster if we had a few more roofers. Dad was coaching my step-mom on how to use the caulk gun, so that left me and my uncle to tear off the south face. Attempting to recruit volunteers to help with roofing is no easy task. I realized that what I really needed was to find a cute girl who could climb a ladder, use a hammer, and remember where I left the utility knife. Maybe I'll take out a personal add:
Wanted: cute roofer chick
Its funny how over time what we look for in a partner radically changes. For instance, 6 years ago, when I was in high school I obviously wanted a cheerleader, a swimmer, or a gymnast. I went for the swimmer, myself. They are in such good shape and are always walking around in swimsuits... But I digress... what good to me is a swimmer now? Does she know where my utility knife went? Over the last decade, the traits I look for in an ideal partner have been defined and redefined a dozen times over. I think that this is common for 20-something year-olds as they come to terms with they want from life. Luckily, I didn't do anything stupid, like get married, before I realized this. I likely would have ended up with someone who fulfilled my teenage fantasies, but not my adult ones. (Unfortunately, at age 25, I almost qualify as an adult now). Don't get me wrong, I still like the cute swimmers. But, there is just so much more that I look for in a girl than I used to.
Wanted: cute swimmer/roofer chick
A roofer girl is a good start for me. I like tomboys. Self-confidence is sexy. I am attracted to girls who are outgoing, adventurous, and not afraid to get dirty while having fun. Interesting how this is true both literally and figuratively. Granted, I don't actually know too many roofer chicks, but girls who play sports often exhibit similar qualities. Athletes are usually competitive, driven, and aspire to greatness. I'll take a girl who plays forward on my soccer team any day...
Wanted: cute, self-confident, outgoing, adventurous, athletic, swimmer/roofer chick
Obviously there is a limit to how many shingles her and I can nail down before we are going to actually have to talk. I hope that she is friendly and smiles a lot - we could be on this roof a long time. Topics that will likely eventually come up include experiences, interests, hopes, dreams, goals, plans, and, obviously, who stole the damn utility knife. Most assuredly, we are going to be arguing over its whereabouts for years to come. Personally, I love to get out and do stuff. I have a love affair with water sports. I like to snowboard and go to shoot pool. I hope to start my own business one day. Ultimately, I have a world of adventure to share with her. Hopefully, she feels the same. I don't care if she wants to DJ house music or drive a fire truck. As long as she has dreams and passions and follows her heart, most assuredly I will admire her. And in turn, I am amazed and delighted when I find a girl that can have anything she wants, and somehow chooses me. She must really like me for who I am. People who follow their heart always seem to lead a life worth living. They always have rich character and the most wonderful stories to tell. If I am going to spend my life with someone, we better be able to make history together. I want to have stories to tell.
Wanted: cute, smiley, self-confident, outgoing, adventurous, athletic swimmer/roofer chick who follows her heart
Ok, screw the roof. I need a girl who can play with me just as hard as she works with me. Here is my ideal date. Is she up for it?
The "date" starts early. We mutually agree that calling it a date is cheesy so we decide that we are "running together" today. We gotta drive downtown Coeur d'Alene. In passing, I had told her that I was going to borrow a jet ski. Subsequently, she informed me that I was taking her out there to try it. What did I care?... I was going to see her in a bikini. I had my "all U2, all the time" CD playing in the car. Her and I sang along with Bono the whole way out there. Jet skiing was sweet. At first she held on to me really tight as we made our first few laps around the bay by the Coeur d'Alene Resort. I saw her wide-eyed reactions toward every move I made and realized that I wouldn't be in charge very long. Sure enough, she figured out how to work the Seadoo and before long I got kicked off the back. I floated idly in the water near shore. Every 15 minutes or so, she would pass by and wink at me. It was this endearing gesture that made me smile for the rest of the day. The trip home was serene. She slept most of the way back. She had more freckles now after a day in the sun and her hair was a mess. Funny, she would probably say otherwise, but I thought her messy hair was really sexy. She went home to shower and change. Now, she is on her way back over. I open the door and she greets me with a smile, a big hug, and a kiss on the cheek. I am making her spaghetti for dinner at my place because I can cook better than any restaurant anyways. As always, my house is a little messy but she doesn't seem to care. We've got better things to banter about. Dinner is fun. Both of us manage to get spaghetti sauce on our shirts. This is a regular affair for me but I think its adorable that she struggles too. I find a small old flannel shirt in the back of my closet for her to wear. It is huge on her but who cares. After dinner, we drive down to the park side bistro. Over domestic drafts we argue about the top 3 movies of all time. Obviously its Star Wars, the Matrix, and Indiana Jones. She ignorantly thinks it is Say Anything, When Harry Met Sally, and My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Even if she likes these mediocre films, I know that eventually she will come around and see that I am right and she is wrong. (Obviously, I need a girl that knows I am kidding here. So if you are a girl, and got offended, you are likely out.) For hours we laugh, banter, and argue over this topic. This conversation about seemingly nothing easily lasts this long because she is intelligent, creative, open-minded, and opinionated. I laugh at her when she tries to find the bathroom and gets lost in the bar. Quietly I admit to myself that she is charming and beautiful and witty. Now, if she only takes me dancing, I will probably fall in love with her.
Wanted: cute, smiley, self-confident, outgoing, witty, charming, intelligent, adventurous, fun, down-to-earth, genuine, athletic, swimmer/roofer chick who follows her heart
Obviously we went dancing and obviously I fell in love with this girl. The real question though: is she in love with me and will she always be? I am sort of a challenge sometimes. Roofing all day really wears me out. Granted at the beginning of the day I am charming, motivated, intelligent, and fun. But by evening I have hammered my thumb a few times and I am a real handful. Sometimes I am a just walking disaster - messy, slow, and disorganized. In my own way, I am weird and eclectic and non-conventional. First hand, I have watched how these very traits make me a great guy to start with, but a difficult guy to stay with. Apparently, I ask a lot of my girls. In addition to everything else, I need a girl who is patient. And above all, I need her to love me for who I am and understand that I am complicated. (If you are unconvinced of this, just wait...) She has to be prepared to adore me always, for all my triumphs and my struggles. I am a strange guy - I need her to love me both for who I am and the person that I can be. Fortunately for me, I am a romantic...
ro•man•tic
adj.
1. Of, relating to, or characteristic of romance.
2. Given to thoughts or feelings of romance. See Synonyms at sentimental
3. Displaying, expressive of, or conducive to love: a romantic atmosphere.
4. Imaginative but impractical; visionary: romantic notions.
5. Not based on fact; imaginary or fictitious: His memoirs were criticized as a romantic view of the past.
6. often Romantic Of or characteristic of romanticism in the arts.
Girls usually hope I am referring to definition #2. But actually, I am more like definition #4. This makes me mysterious and fun and difficult and challenging. Evidently, this taxes even the bravest girls. I am confident that eventually some girl will have what it takes to deal with me - patience and virtue and whatnot. In turn, I will adore her and follow her around for the rest of her life. I already know that she will be a great compliment to me. Usually I am "on" and like to tell all kinds of jokes. My jokes aren't all that funny, and I don't expect her to laugh. But as my partner, I know she will get them, roll her eyes, smile at me, and take my hand and support me no matter where my adventures take me - as I will always do for her. That is what partners do.
Wanted: cute, smiley, self-confident, outgoing, witty, charming, intelligent, adventurous, fun, down-to-earth, genuine, athletic, patient swimmer/roofer chick who follows her heart, which leads her to me; who will be my partner and hold my hand for the rest of my life
In retrospect, I guess I ask a lot. But seriously, is this so much to ask? I am very difficult but I'd like to think that in the end, I am worth it. I hope that she thinks so too. I guess I'll have to wait and see. Until then, I would be happy to find the lousy thug who absconded with my utility knife?!?!?
Things are going very well. She loves to be active and she keeps me doing things. Shes very spontaneous like me. Like today we were going to go hiking in our fav spot on mineral ridge and there were to many people for our tastes so we just kept driving and drove all the way around Coeur d'Alene lake. We checked out where we are camping next weekend and found an awesome bike trail that gos all the way to Montana and it has an awesome bridge that gos over the lake.
Well that is a small update now i'm off to sweet dreams.