You're a man. You need to be worshiped and adored. You might not admit that, any more than you'd admit you really should stop and ask for directions. Okay, cliche there - I mean really, with GPS, who gets lost anymore? (I'm not talking about intentionally getting lost, just pointing the car down one of those Blue Highways just too find some spectacular view or interesting cider stand and then a great restaurant. Which is something I'd like to do with you.) (But you will have to turn the GPS off or you'll hear that annoying "Recalculating!" till you're ready to pitch the dadgum thing out the window.
I'm a Southern gal who loves New England (Sox, though, not the D**d Yankees). (O's too - I'm originally from Bawlamer.) A simple country girl with a sophisticated urban wit. Ready to fix a hearty lamb stew for dinner or head out for sushi. (No, you don't have to like sushi - promise!) Love classical music but can get down to jazz or blues or 80's rock. And, though it's a cliche, I really am as comfortable in jeans as in a little black dress. And I really do love walking on the beach (it's my back yard at my place in Florida).
I'm pretty mobile and like traveling. For now, I divide my time between Florida and Maryland, but more am more am thinking of returning to Maryland to stay.
I'm a keeper looking for a keepee! Um, is that a word that I just now made up?