66 year old Widow looking for just the right one.
weight:none of your mother fucking business.(plump)
Race:lily white redneck
status:widow(will tell you about that at the altar)...Ok..tell you about that..AFTER the altar.
Reading(uninterrupted by you, unless the house is on fire.)
Crossword puzzles, after reading the DAM News. Which you are not allowed to touch until I have finished reading. Which means you'll have to read it with the gaps where I have cut out recipes or articles of interest..get over it or get your own paper.)
Football, and this means you have to love the Dallas Cowboys with all your heart and absolutely hate the mother fucking Philadelphia Eagles. This is a deal breaker. If I see even a hint of affection for the Eagles you'll go the way of the last husband. It will be ugly.
Computers, Facebook, Blogging, my Internet friends and games I play on line..Get over it or get your own computer. Change that..HAVE YOUR OWN COMPUTER. While we're at it..you'll need your own TV, radio and automobile. Might be a good idea to have a house with separate bedrooms and baths..Second thought we should probably have separate homes. So you should probably have lots of money.
Like to travel. Which means going to House of Satan (Wall-Mart) once a month. Any farther than Pizza House of West is out of the question.
Minus..vulgar, hardheaded, stubborn, weird sense of humor. I haven't had sex in 25 years and not really interested in breaking the streak..unless your Antonio Banderas. Then I'm sure we can work something out.
Plus...I love to bake, have a big heart, happy 99% of the time. (The one percent usually involves football losses or stupid Republicans.) If I like you or love you I'm always there for you..unless it has to do with the Cowboys(see Eagles) or politics(see republicans).
I know your out there prince charming.. hurry the fuck up...not getting any younger here.