I just adopted a 1964 Pontiac Catalina named Huckleberry, an English Mastiff named Isaac and a kitty named Newton. Can you say Empty Nest Syndrome?
I have two sons that are 19 and 21. I've raised them since they were 8mos and 2yrs old.
I have a lot of tattoos, so many that I've lost count. But when I'm in work attire (jeans and a sport coat generally), you'd never know.
I have a very dirty mind, but luckily I can generally filter it before it gets to my mouth.
I have a thing for grammar/spelling, in that I think everybody should do it properly.
I have been married and divorced twice, once for 3 years, the other for almost 10. Neither of my exes are involved in my life or my sons.
I don't feel trust should have to be earned, you trust until distrust is earned, just like you respect until disrespect is earned.
Music is my crutch; there is always a song.
When I'm out, which is semi-frequently, I run the gamut from seedy bars to high end restaurants.
Long kisses at the end of long walks are amazing. (the kisses in the middle are pretty cool also)
I am reliable, responsible, impulsive and reckless.
I am a gentleman and because of that I can get offended if you don't let me open the door for you. (But I won't shoulder block you just to do it)
I don't believe I have a "type"; I am open to most possibilities. But one must catch the eye before they can capture the heart and mind.