Thursday, August 23, 2007

Meeting Mr. Right

Many years ago ( I think 12, Mr. G says 10+) I decided I did not want to spend my life alone. I was approaching 40 for crying out loud! But I lived in a small town on the coast of Oregon, I was back in the closet, I was even dating (gasp) girls to keep up appearances. So one day I was sitting at my desk and the owner of our company came in and said he was worried about his kids finding sex stuff on the internet, what did I think? I had no clue either... so we looked, and looked, and OH MY GOD there was a world out there and I had a pretty good idea that my life was going to change. He went home to lock up his computer from his teenagers and I hit gay as a search term. Life changed...

I knew a gal who had met her husband from an ad in a newspaper years before... I went to her for advice. I wanted a husbear too, she gave me pointers, one of which was you will date a lot of losers to meet Mr. Right. She of course did not know it was a Mr. G I was looking for.

So I put together an ad, it kinda put me in a good light, it started to get many replies, from all over the USA. There were doctors, lawyers, millionaires, and even a priest wanting me! I had never known it, but by some I was considered a catch, or at least a great time in the sack. I made lots of new friends and even ran a second ad since Mr. Right had not shown up, but I was having a great time looking! Then I ran a third ad... it was on Gay Universe (are they still around?) and there were the usual answers to weed thru... but at the end of that May there was this one email, it started with "this is the first time I have ever answered one of these ads" and it was from a guy that lived only 3 hours away! There was something different about this one, little did I know.

We emailed, neither of us knew how to post a pic... digital cameras had not been invented, scanners were but I was lucky I could even email compared to some of my friends. Then, after a few weeks, we started calling. Then it was nightly... we were both liking what we were hearing. Our schedules did not jive until August 4th... funny how you never forget some dates... I agreed to drive to central Oregon, two mountain ranges were not going to slow this Kevbear down! But being me I went out and bought a new 4x4 a few days before the first date, a Dodge Ram, might as well have a few extra pluses on my side. I assured the future Mr. G that I knew my way all around his fair city and would see him at 11:00, at 11:30 I called him, I was lost in his fair city... but I had me a cell phone! He talked me thru the twists & turns and after ten minutes he said OK you just went by my backyard... take a left, then another left, then a left onto the long driveway and you are here...

I turned into that long driveway and there he was at the end, we hung up... It is has been pretty rare in my life that I make a promise to God but at that moment I said "God, if there is anyway I can spend the rest of my life with that man, I will do whatever you ask and do whatever I can". I drove down the driveway and we met, we shook hands, we said hi...

A Start

I have been wanting to start this Blog all summer and it was going to be about my gardens. But when you get to thinking about it while you don't start your Blog... and the weeks roll by... you realize that there is a lot more to your life then just gardening. There is Mr. G, there are the monster doggies, there is the family, there are friends and jobs. There are also opinions and rants. So I will consider this an online journal to share. Remember the opinions expressed here are all mine and do not reflect the other 7 members of our household. On one item we strongly disagree on is the fact that I do not forgive easily, ever... I explained to Mr. G years ago that I come from a family that never forgave the Yankee's for what they did to the south... still... I am neutral on that one issue but will not be on many others.
So to start things off I thought I might just tell the story of how I met Mr. G, it might help some of you know that there might just be someone out there.