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Ewan McGregor and Nicole Kidman in Moulin Rouge. LOVE that movie!

You know, you hear of things like this. But you never think it will happen to you. Not at this ripe age. The magic, the excitement, the butterflies. The FIREWORKS. Reader! I finally had them!

fw5As you may or may not recall, woman does not live by dolls alone and I was looking for love in the only place one can find it whilst living in the booniest of boonies: Online. And I found it! I FOUND LOVE. I’ve been walking around last week with a Mona Lisa smile on my face, because I Had A Secret. I told very few about it, because I wanted that secret to be mine and it seemed almost too good to be true.


Somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have done Something Good.

He was a magic man. A charmer with a lilting voice, from Canada – although he was becoming a U.S. citizen on the 20th of this month, and he was very proud and excited. He even quizzed me with some of the questions during one of our many hours of conversation by phone.

His own parents had met one day when they were very young, and married the next. They are celebrating their 70th anniversary this November. So really, it didn’t sound strange that he felt strongly drawn to me, and that he insisted that we would be married by Christmas and that he loved everything about me.


“Somebody loves me! At last!” – Sweet Charity


Of course! OF COURSE. This is why I’ve been having all this bad luck of late! The operations…well, pretty much just that. And the occasional bruised heart. And the whole poverty soiree I have going on. I seem to have lost my mojo with dolls. But now I know why! For this! For him. He even said he prayed about us. A God-fearing man! Who was handy to boot and not afraid of bats! I of course asked to make sure.

I wanted to shout it to the heavens! I wanted to post about it on my blog! But I didn’t. Because he did sound too good to be true. No matter, I was going to meet him last Saturday at 4:00. I spent my week singing every love song I could think about it as I worked and thought about how nice it would be to wear a wedding ring again…

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I was joking to him that he was too good to be true, and that I would be careful. That if he ever tried to get me to sign life insurance papers after we married, I wouldn’t do it! Now, I don’t know if it’s coincidence, but after that conversation, I never heard from him again and 4:00 on Saturday came and went with no pizza meeting at Wes’ Place and no hand in hand stroll about town. I have to say, that smarted for a bit.

The good news is, I think I have my mojo back. AND! I’ve made a very important decision about the last chapter I have to write to finish my book. Also, my house is clean. I even picked up litter around town for this guy’s visit, fer cryin’ out loud!

You hear of such things, but you never think it will happen to you. Or if it does, you’d like to think you wouldn’t be pulled in. I have no idea what his motivation was. I almost hope it was for the life insurance money he would receive upon my murder. In a funny sort of way, that would kind of be nicer than if he was just doing it to be mean.

At least I didn’t do a blog post about him, declaring my love! Because THAT would have been embarrassing, having everyone know what a fool I was!

Oh. Ahem.

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6 Commentsto FIREWORKS.

  1. Sue Ann Blott says:

    Dearest Ruth, I too was heartbroken when I read of your recent heartbreak. What on earth makes you think you were a fool? You are a wonderful, talented, caring, sweet, adventurous, beautiful (inside & out) human being! You gave your heart (as we all have done); & were manipulated by a fool. We have all been there! Thank your luck stars you were not involved further. God has a place for mean, deceitful people like this horrible man. Keep the faith & when you are not looking it will come to you. Bless you friend! Doll Hugs, Sue Ann

    • Ruth says:

      Aw, thank you Sue Ann! In a way, I’m proud of myself: because it’s not the first time I’ve been fooled, but I keep believing! Just not in as foolish a way. I don’t want to lose faith in the good men that are out there for the few deceivers that I encounter.

      Kind Julie says that he left off because he could sense I was too smart for him. I hope so! Still, it was a disappointment, I confess…

      This was NOT how I expected this Monday to be.



  2. Alissa says:

    I love the way you look at all the positive things that came from this experience. That is what I do remember about you in high school, always positive, happy, singing, and you always knew how to make me laugh! Take care, friend. You deserve much better.

    • Ruth says:

      Thanks, Alissa! Actually, he was pretty much PERFECT. Sadly, he wasn’t real, and that’s kind of a deal breaker for me. I’ve thankfully recovered and it’s snapped me back to reality, which is a blessing in disguise!

      Cheers friend,


  3. Melody says:

    Listen sista! That “pretend boyfriend” is an idiot. He could have had your charming, singing, sunshine-soul self in his world forever, but chose instead to be a deceitful bum! Be thankful you aren’t stuck with him! From one single lady to another, we both deserve better!!!!

    • Ruth says:

      I concur, Sista! I was thinking to myself that if only he could be what he portrayed himself as, his life would have been happy beyond measure!

      Glad to know I’m not the only single woman-of-a-certain-age out there. Sometimes I feel as if I am…