My own....personal....Opie

Overall I believe making lists is a good thing.  Grocery lists for example are essential in my household if you want to come home with anything you actually need from the grocery store.  I mean, I do freestyle shop a lot and we end up with a lot of products like minced garlic or Kraft mayonnaise because they were on sale and I LOVE a great deal, but rarely the things we need...like toilet paper *which is usually the main item I went to the store for to begin with*  Making lists of personal goals isn't such a bad idea either.  I think planning out the steps you need to take in order to accomplish your dreams creates a pathway of direction.  Good idea.  Lord knows I always need some solid direction.  But there is one list that most people make that seems to be more of a hindrance than a help - it is the list of 'must haves' of a mate.  

I am not going to lie, my 'mate must have' list was *is* pretty epic.  As much as I hate to admit *and I love to believe I'm not this shallow* the physical attributes were at the top of the list.  Numero uno - he MUST be dark; dark eyes, dark hair, dark skin and preferably Jewish *or Hebrew, call it what you wish*.  Why?  Well, I think this need to couple with a dark man was actually planted in my head when I was still a mere baby and too young to even date.  As far back as I can remember my Dad and his Jewish mother used to tell me, 'Never marry a blonde man, you will have redheaded children".  The way they emphasized this characteristic - 'redheaded' - the scrunch of their nose and look of disgust when they said it made me believe this would be one of the worst tragedies that could befall me.  To actually have children with red hair - what could be worse?   My eyes are very dark brown, my hair (before the bleaching) was very dark, my skin...well according to my daughter, Stephanie, is kind of rudy probably from the Scottish/Irish in our mix...but over all, I'm a darker person.   It did stand to reason that if I mixed my genes with someone blue eyed with blond hair and pale skin I could easily have produced a red head that my Dad and Grandma had warned me about.  Therefore, 'white' guys really weren't even 0n my radar, as the consequences (according to Dad and Grandma) were too dire to even consider.

Now I find myself overwhelmingly attracted to a card carrying Ginger.  I know this sounds crazy, but maybe crazier things have happened.  The strange part is this - if I had stuck to my guns on the whole "must be brown eyed to even qualify" I would have never found out that this man - this WHITE man - is the male version of me.  He is sweet *yessss I'm sweet!*, funny, outgoing, opinionated, sarcastic, family orientated *a great dad actually*, a little crazy and adventurous, but only enough to make him fun.  He loves Jesus and isn't walking around playing at "Christian Bible Thumper", he is just real.  He over thinks things sometimes, but takes most things in stride.  No crazy agenda, no stick up his butt, flexible, and patient *ok, maybe the patient part isn't so much like me*.  He smiles all the time and well he is really just fabulous.  To top it off, the icing on the cake, he is ALPHA half the time and I get to remain ALPHA the other half.  Oyyyyy vey!

Honestly, I still stick to the list.  I MUST HAVE someone who is passionate, fun loving, artistic, outgoing, sarcastic, free spirited, and who really does love God.   I would have never guessed that I could find all that all wrapped up in someone who is my own personal Opie :)

*but I'm so glad I did*

 

 

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