Saying Goodbye to Stella

There comes a point in one's life when we must let go of the things we love. Sometimes those things are to be lost forever...other times they are replaced. Today I took the step and let go of sweet Stella. We had been through so much together, and yet it was time.

Stella came into my life a little over a year ago and changed my world dramatically. I was less frivolous in my daily decisions and developed a new confidence. She was there to comfort me when I was sad, embraced me when I was frustrated, and took me places that I had never been before. She welcomed my friends and loved ones with open arms and didn't discriminate in her love and affection of others. She was more than I could have ever hoped for and will always hold a very special and endearing place in my heart.

Today I said goodbye. Today I let go, as I found something greater...something more meaningful.

Stella has a new home in Fort Worth and is under the care of Christopher Tootle and the staff at Moritz Kia of White Settlement, Texas. I know they will be able to love her and care for her far more than I ever could and provide new and very loving parents. Goodbye forever, Stella...I will never forget you. I would say that I hope to see you someday, but pending an unlikely trip towards the west half of the Metroplex, it probably isn't going to happen. Farewell, my friend... [Exit Stage Right Stella]

[Enter Stage Left Silverstone Charcoal Passat]
Welcome newcomer - a world of exploration, adventure and endless possibilites await us. Today is the beginning of the rest of your life (for the next 14 months or so...).

World, please meet my new friend and travel guide. Like Stella, she has entered my life unnamed, and is calling upon your assistance. I would like to open the floors in request of a name for my new companion. You see, Stella earned her name. She was intrepid, dangerous, relentless and fast. Stella was named after Charlize Theron and her Mini-Cooper in The Italian Job, due to their desire for adventure and SPEED. The letters of Stella's name also come from an alternate arrangement of those letters found in silver jetta, appropriately.

My charge to you is this: give Silverstone Charcoal Passat her new name and set her free from the chambers of anonymity.

Guacamole and Fat French Fries

That's all I want, really...a man who will eat guacamole and fat french fries. I believe that it comes down to that.

The two most important things in life:
Fajitas: I don't eat the guacamole - I like the sour cream.
French fries: I don't eat the fat fries - I delight in the baby crispy ones.
Is that too much to ask? Really...a man whose eating habits complement mine?

I could make a list of all the things I want - spiritually, intellectually, emotionally, mentally, socially - it would be a glorious list sending me on a lifelong quest pursuing satisfaction and fulfillment in a mate. I could situate my life and my desires in such a matter that finding a husband with all those qualities would be my driving force each morning when I awake. I could even attend numerous "singles" functions at a church where 50% of the 20,000 member congregation is also single. Maybe I could even join a blogring where I can express my innermost secrets and desires in hopes that my vulnerability will take the game of dating and getting to know one another much faster and eliminate any chance of being hurt too much or too quickly. Ha! Can you imagine going to such lengths just to find a man???

I've heard of other crazy things that could be attempted if you have found yourself in a desperate situation...

1. I think I could buy the perfect outfit for that one brief moment in church when I just might run into a person of interest for 3.2 minutes and display the confidence that exudes from the wearing of said new outfit.
2. I think I will set aside every Thursday night for the next 18 months in hopes that "the one" might show up and be interested in my coffee drink of choice, as it exemplifies my independence and consistency, yet willingness to try new things.
3. In addition, I plan to make it to the salon promptly every 5 weeks for a cut and highlight at $100 a pop, spend $40 a month and 10 hours a week in the gym, purchase monthly mani/pedi combos of $30, and resign myself to endless and exorbitant hours of skin care and makeup application, most likely ensuring the physical attractiveness someone of the opposite sex might find particularly magnetic.
4. Lastly, I will do something wholesome and fortifying and immerse myself in self-improvement books, women's Bible studies, and life-purpose classes, devoting countless hours to the matters of the heart and mind in preparation for the day I come upon a man who satisfies the 50-item list of qualities I desire in a man, when I can only hope and pray that I, in turn, am ready to meet him.

Ridiculous. I would never do such a thing...go to such lengths just so you can sacrifice your own personal wants and desires for someone else? Laughter engulfs me ~

I know what I want, so just consider this my advertisement in the personals section:

Wanted: SM who enjoys guacamole and fat french fries to spend his life with a SF who has already consumed all the sour cream and small crispy french fries in her life. Ironing capabilities desired. Must love dogs, jalapenos, and scary movies. Others need not apply.

Disclaimer: While I discredit the behavior of such 21st century singles, I too have and continue to succumb myself to the daily tasks detailed above in pursuit of such desires. It's a tough road out there - encouragement to you all in your ardent pursuits of glory.

"...'For I know the plans I have for you', declares the Lord..." Jeremiah 29:11