I love God and have a strong relationship with him in Christ but I am not a Bible-Thumper nor am I legalistic in any way.
Being a Christian does not mean you become evermore judgmental or build a pedestal to look down on others. It means that we should be humble and realistic in our origins while realizing that even God himself walks with each and every one of us side by side.
Therefore, I am down to earth, non-judgmental and open minded, but I am not so open minded that my brains have fallen out. I do strive to do the right thing but I do fall short from time to time.
I am affectionate, chivalrous, generous, altruistic, candid, self-reliant, love nature, love to travel and love to make that special person feel as if she is the most important woman in the world. I also have uncomplicated desires... simple things make me happy, I don't ask for much.
My Travels & Experiences:
I am well-traveled; have explored the vastness of our Great Nation a million times over and have lived in some of its biggest cities. My travels have taken me as far away as England, Switzerland, Amsterdam, Finland, and I have lived in Sweden.
The most private thing I am willing to admit:
I like beautiful well maintained feet. Not just any feet though they have to look a certain way but when I see what I am attracted to, I can be totally entranced.
What I am looking for in a woman:
Someone with a great sense of humor, who takes care of herself, She loves God and is down to earth, (A true Bible believing Christian woman.)
My most embarrassing moment:
It was in my first year of high school back in the mid-west, in the middle of the winter when one evening I decided to try a sunless tanning lotion. After finishing my chores I put on my coat and rubber boots then said goodbye to my mom and headed straight to the local Drug Store to purchase a bottle of indoor tanning lotion.
After combing through the isle looking over the most expensive ones, I found a bottle of QT Indoor Tanning Lotion for only $1.99. I was so excited that I almost ran to the checkout to make the purchase.
I soon arrived back home, not telling anyone what I was about to do, and headed straight to my bedroom and closed the door. I to cover my entire body with a tan in a bottle. was on my way from Casper the friendly ghost to an 80's version of Rico Suave, so I thought lol.
After reading the instructions, I began applying the lotion from face to feet. It read to leave it on for no longer than an hour but I decided to stretch it to two, but in the process I fell asleep. I was suddenly awakened to the sound of Frankie Smith singing "Double Dutch Bus." It was my automatic radio alarm and it was 6:00AM.
So I jumped up out of bed realizing that I had been asleep all night with the lotion all over my body but then shrugged it off to the idea that I’d have that much more of a Copper Tone Tan.
To the music of the "Double Dutch Bus Comming Down The Street," I put on my slippers and shuffled my feet straight through the darkness and into the bathroom.
After draining the main vein, I washed my hands and splashed cold water on my face. As I'm drying, I reached over and turned on the light and to my surprise..."OMG!!"
I screamed like a girl in the classroom, who for the first time noticed a big bloody puddle on her seat... What the heck is this? I muttered in a soft but confusing voice. I then dropped my towel to the sound of the Dubble Dutch Bus crashing head-on into a brick wall.
I couldn't believe my eyes...I was completely orange like one of those freshly picked Florida Sukist oranges. Damn you Rico Suave! "as I stood in complete shock.
I frantically turned on the water in the bathtub and then grabbed a freshly cleaned washcloth from the closet. "I am a freaken idiot!" I mumbled.
When the tub was full I jumped in and began scrubbing. I scrubbed and scrubbed cursing the makers of that stupid indoor tanning lotion. What a stupid idea I muttered.
I continued scrubbing uncontrollably when I noticed small patches of my natural color peeping through, this gave me a glimps of hope. But that hope was short lived when I realized, about 30-40 minutes, that all my scrubbing was done in vain... the dye was there to stay.
With tears in my eyes and red and orange spots all over my body, I rolled out of the Bathtub and stood front of the mirror once again...I now looked just like the Cheetos Tiger.
The insult to injury came when the realized it to be a school day. I tried pleading with my mom to let me stay home but she wasn’t having it. She made me go despite the way I looked just to teach me a lesson... Sure enough, I became the laughingstock of the school, and from that day forward all my friends dubbed me the nickname "Orange."
What the hell I thought... it is pretty funny, so I laughed right along with’m lol.