The Life of Elma McDaniel Jr

Rhythm

Red - 51

Ricky - 31

Elma - 64

Jared - 43

John - 48

I never knew why they built speed bumps - m4w - 37

Until this morning. Yes, I know now that speed bumps are built so that men and women driving in opposite directions can stare at each other a bit longer :-).

You were the very pretty blonde driving towards Green Valley Road in a white Volvo wagon. I was driving in the opposite direction in a black sedan. I was wearing sunglasses and white and blue striped shirt. Well, just to be sure, I did remember to wear my pants this morning to come to work but mentioning the color of my pants won’t help as it was hidden from your view. You were wearing something appropriately dark colored warm clothes - black or brown. See, I was so lost into your eyes that I don’t even remember what you were wearing :-).

We looked at each other for a few seconds. The intensity of our staring at each other tells me that there is a potential for connection on a more grand scale resulting in future sparks and fireworks. The other, not so flattering possibility is that you thought that I was someone featured on latest episode of America’s Most Wanted that you watched this weekend, ha !

Our chance staring at each other was thankfully prolonged by the presence of the speed bumps at Friendly Center that I used to curse every time was a getting late for work. But, not any more. Now, I know what the genius who designed speed bumps had in mind.

Any interest in having a cup of coffee with me at any of the numerous coffee places around the speed bump where our eyes met?

By the way, thank you making my Monday morning !

-Painstakingly Yours

To the tick tock guy - w4m

If you are reading this be assured that yes, I am thinking nasty thoughts of you. You make me tingle with your dimples. If you ever need someone to help you through the night please let me know!!!
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-Painstakingly Yours

love in the salon?!? - w4m - 24

You...tall, with hair that resembles a yorkie ( I mean that in a good way), working your hair magic at Chakras spa on Wed afternoon. Sexy as hell, twirling your scissors, working it out. Maybe hairdresser by day, rockstar by night...hmmmmm?
Me...curvy and luscious, getting a perm (you know I love the body :)!!) We caught eyes across the room and I felt my root chakra tingle if you know what I mean. Was it innocent or was it the moment in time that I thought it was? Cause I can read people pretty well and you’re like a damn Danielle Steele novel me!
If I’m right , lets get up. Maybe share the Jack Daniels trio at Fridays (I work there) or maybe Chilie’s for presidente margaritas and fajitas? Gentelmans choice. Hit me up, I cant wait...I know you felt it too!!

-Painstakingly Yours

The Life of Elma McDaniel Jr.

"I was born on Oct. 21, 1949 in Vicksburg, Miss. Dilivered by a midwoman named Mary Ella Gordon. My mother's name is Ella Mae Mosely Mosley. I'm the third of ten children whom only four of them I have seen. My first 17 years were hell, but as you see lived though it. My mother gave me to some people who were very angry because Elma left my mom because he found out I was not his son. My mom never told him the truth so they thought he was in the wrong. I just got caught in the line of fire. At age 17 I was told in was a house rule that I must leave and make it on my own because my older brother finished college, and when one left the other had to leave also. So I got a job with Adma's egg farm in 1966 and lived with Little Son Willis. I tried to work and go to school, but had to settle for a GED.

In 1970 I joined the USMC, and spent the next 6 years with them. Did a tour of combat duty, and came back to the States. God was with me because it sure was not my great skills that kept me alive. After that I moved to up state New York. Met RWT and went work for him until a young kid stole some of his tools, and he responed. I think I'll just leave it like that. During a small time frame I tried to make contact with my family only that they were a bit angry that the insurance that they had take out on me when I went to Nam and lived, because everyone had said I would not live three week were wrong. Now my mom my older brother were even the hateful and wanting nothing to do with me.

Anyway I left New York and moved to Tennessee to get away from Ronnie. I drove tractor-trailer for a few years, then went to work for TVA. Learned a lot about repairs motors and how to weld. In the 90's I stard Reasonable Tree Service and did good. However in 1996 I met a lady a little older than myself, and I really liked her, but in April of that year I sent her to the hospital where the doctors put a tube down her throat that crimped cut off her air and caused her heart to stop. I died with her. It took until 2008 to forgive myself and regain the will to live again. Now I'm starding to move forward with life again, and stop beating up on myself."

-Painstakingly Yours