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 | KMAC is back to the grind with no time! |
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In a relationship
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Friends, riding partners
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Introduction:
I just started riding and bought my first bike, HD Fatboy.
A massive collection of MySpace Layouts
Designs By Harley~
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Activities:
Practice, practice, practice on the fatboy, waverunning, traveling, a little gardening,concerts every chance I get, and spending time with my wonderful family
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Interests:
traveling, trying different wines and beer, new restaurants, floating the river, beaches, starting camping
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Favorite Music:
A little of everything, use to be in love with Jim Morrison(yes I know he is dead, but it didn't matter at the time)classic rock, old alternative, blues, Stevie Ray, I can even listen to some tame rap when my daughter makes me.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Monday Night Football, All Cowboy games that I am not attending, Mavericks, Saving Grace, Closer, Law and Order, and Without a Trace. Love DVR's.
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Favorite Movies:
Thrillers, anything that get my heart racing, especially psychological thrillers and supernatural.
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Favorite Books:
Use to read a novel a week, but I have gotten really lazy. Crime novels like Patterson and some non-fiction: A History of Nearly Everything, Why Do Men Have Nipples and any others about biology.
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Favorite Quotes:
This to shall pass.
I can survive anything for just one day.
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About Me:
My high school days were not ideal, but Kevin was one of the bright spots. I thought he was about the nicest guy I had ever met, and what I remember most about him was the bluest eyes I had ever seen on a person. Oh and of course he had a motorcycle with which I was totally fascinated. We hung out with the same people, so we became fast friends. I had a long term boyfriend for over 3 years, so just friends we stayed. In 11th grade my boyfriend decided to move on, and I remember feeling so overwhelmed because he was also my best friend. Shortly after, Kevin’s feelings must have changed for me, but I was so self-absorbed that I did not notice. He invited me to his house for dinner. When I showed up, his parents were gone and he had made homemade manicotti, set a romantic table, and needless to say I was very surprised. My heart was racing. At 17, no one had ever done anything like this for me before, and I did not quite know how to handle it. It was a perfect night. When he kissed me at the end of the night, I knew there was something there…..hmmm….. Sexual tension? I left and we went back to our usual friendship routine…..riding on the back of his bike, going to the same parties, and being very confused by the turn of events. Did I blow it? Oh well that is what I get for letting the wall down. Won’t happen again. The last day of our 11th grade year, he asked me to meet him in the school parking lot at the end of the day. I was very noncommittal and said I would try. He had bought me a dozen roses, borrowed his mother’s car because he only had a motorcycle, and was waiting there to tell me how he felt about me. I never showed, and I did not find out about this until 26 years later. Man, I wish I had known. His mother got the roses. Our senior year was spent looking at each other across the room at parties, trying not to let the other one catch us, but we always did. He thought I did not like him that way, and I thought I always blew it, which I had. The last time I saw Kevin was on our trip to South Padre after graduation. We had 2 condos rented, and after a night of heavy partying, Kevin ended up passing out in between me and another friend. I could hardly sleep knowing he was that close to me.
I left for college, got pregnant, and married the father by the time I was 19, and never contacted anyone from high school again. I spent 13 years in a very abusive relationship, only to get divorced and marry a man that was more dangerous with his words than my first husband ever was with his fists. Ten years later, he left me for my friend that introduced us 10 years before, and I went from a family of 4 to just me. My daughter was leaving for college, so after living in this small town for 24 years, I packed my stuff and moved near my sister. The next two years was a real growing experience. It was the first real time I had been single since I was 19. I sowed my oats per say and found out that I was just fine on my own. My daughter set me up a my space. It was a funny distraction, but I was always to chicken to let anyone I did not know on my site. One day I discovered you could look up your graduating class on there. There was this guy Kevin. Could it be him? I emailed him to see, but he never responded. Kevin had just set up his account and was getting so much junk that I got caught up in the delete process. Four months later I went back to the sight, and there he was sitting on his Harley with his blue eyes shining. No doubt, I would try one more time. I told him I would never forget the night of the manicotti. I had almost an immediate response of “the manicotti is just as good.” We started writing and talking on the phone. I found out he was still that nice guy I remembered and my heart still raced. The day we finally met after 26 years was like a fairytale. I walked up to him; we looked into each other’s eyes, and hugged forever. We both knew at that moment that it was finally our time. We decided to share all our skeletons the first night, so that our relationship would start with honesty and communication, and we having been that way ever since. I can talk to him about anything with no fear of judgment or condescending replies. The next night he made me manicotti. ? He is truly my friend again. In July, he asked me to marry him, and I could not imagine a life without him. Wedding will be next spring or summer on a beach somewhere.
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