In the following tale of woe, intrigue, and mischief, I would like to introduce three characters. Lily – a mixed up blonde homeless – white (trash?). Joe – a well to do black business man, and finally, Mickey – an entertainment mogul – also white, and definitely not trash.

Both Mickey and Joe are married, and take due pity on the sad Lily.

It was a gorgeous summer’s day in a fantastic Beverly Hills manse. Joe was out walking the dog – Charms – a miniature Italian greyhound. Mickey was at home, moving his daily mountains behind his Mac, and watching, as best he could, the pitiful Lily go through her routine of getting ready to leave.

Lily has been a friend of the happy couple for way too long to be healthy. This fine day, she has been the hired help to watch both Charms, and Twisted Face – her pooch, while Joe and Mickey head off to one of their vacation spots. This happened to be on the 4th of July.

As a matter of happenstance, after the cute couple got back from their vacation spot, it was too late to drop the blonde flower back off to the disgusting pit from whence she came. So, they gave in, and let her (little did they know) slobber herself asleep on their new couch.

The next day, they found that Twisted Face had vomited all over newcouch, and that there were ripped up expensive clothes all over the place! Mickey and Joe, from other, more slightly positive, yet questionable experiences with flower fake (less than) power, had trusted her wholeheartedly. Why, oh why, oh why?!

During this morn of horror, they happy couple demanded that stinky Lily shower. Being a very gay couple, they were appalled to find out (after cleaning up the vomit, and distracted with myriad other things) that Lily was leaving the door open, while showering, and simultaneously emitting gasses worse than the sulfurous of sulfurs.

At this point, Joe was sent over the top. He had asked that Mickey get out from behind the computer, and assist him with cleaning up after the disaster. In a rage, Joe had hit Mickey with a rolled up poster. Mind you, it did no damage, but definitely got Mickey’s attention!

While Lily was still smelling, and attempting to clean herself up (just barely), Mickey and Joe had words.
Well, Lily got more scared than the most skittish of kitten cats, and left in a hurry.

After more careful examination of the entire situation on Mickey’s part, he saw that Joe’s rage was mostly from the disgraceful female.

Having known Lily for longer than Joe had, Mickey promptly sent her a letter of severe constructive critique, for her to better herself.

In the end, Lily got the help she deserved, and is now presenting herself better in the same manner ala Eliza Doolittle.

So, my friends, if you have a stinky weed in your family that just won’t quit, use a bit of tact. Hopefully, they will turn around as fast as the sincere Queen of Joe and Mickey!

I have found that these words not only connect to all things, but is also the answer to all things. Without balance, there can be no harmony. When there is disconnect, there is discord.

In marriage, the same grand rules and principles apply. I have been with both men and women in my time, and the underlying principles are the same.

At first, we need to look within ourselves. If we are not comfortable, both with, and do not love ourselves first, than the expectation of loving someone else should not be considered.

As well, common human decency, and the rules of getting along, to attract others to the liking of your personality very much apply.

As with anything in life, it is often about mindset. If one does not wish for anything long term, or substantial, and attempts to fake at doing so, than the result will definitely not be long term.
Seeing much of yourself in the other person is an incredibly difficult thing to find. When you do find it, don’t let it go. That being said, the more experiences you have had out of life, the more you can share with someone else, which, in proportion, would hopefully widen your pool of people to date. There! That’s another point for age!

See, it all comes back to balance.

Now, in a relationship, are there sacrifices? It wouldn’t be an equal footing if there weren’t. The key here is to create your bond in such a way that the sacrifices don’t become so sacrificial. Rather, turn
them into strengths to hold the relationship together, and when your brain comes out the other side, it will be far happier. Trust me!

So, today, my blog is brief. Again, it is an adjunct to other blogs up here similar to this, and is certainly a progressive mark in my own lifeline of a relationship. The concepts are simple. Unfortunately,
not everyone sees it as such, and makes all of this so much more complicated than it really needs to be. DON’T DO THAT!! The classic K.I.S.S. probably applies more to relationships than anything else
within our divine, human existence.

Go forth. Date. Love. Be Merry.