Hello Handsome…

I wrote a post last week called Exploring All Your Senses. I mentioned that sometimes we meet or know people who see us for who we truly are and it’s those individuals who make us strive to be better people. They keep us in check. They are not afraid to call us on things we say or do.

The sun came out this morning almost blinding me as I went through the Tim Hortons drive though to grab a java. I soaked up each ray with a ginormous smile on my face and even said out loud “Hello Sunshine” it felt like spring was in the air. The cashier had an extra big smile when I arrived, saying “your coffee was bought by the gentleman before you…and he was very handsome!” I giggled and said “really?” in my sweetest voice. (I was saying really to the coffee being bought not that he was handsome) I didn’t see him but that’s how she described him! Was it the kind gesture that made him handsome or was it simply his appearance that appealed to the cashier?

Which leads me to the real topic of my post…

So, I apparently describe men I meet more often than not as handsome. (my mind instantly sticks up for me justifying with…”and that’s wrong…why?”) I am only writing about this because it has been brought to my attention on more than one occasion. My initial reaction when it was first pointed out was (I won’t mention her name but she’s known me my entire life) “Well I’m just not going to tell you when I meet someone…handsome” and then the next time by two others (both handsome by the way) I said annoyed in denial “I do NOT say every guy I meet is handsome!” Which lead to a debate…that I sadly lost because of a technicality. I do in-fact describe men as handsome more often than not. One ‘other’ person added that I say “he was actually a really nice guy” but we’ll leave him out of it (he too is handsome!) 😉 HA! How lucky am I to meet so many really nice guys who so happen to be handsome! I know Bonnie is giggling with me right now!

When I describe a man as handsome I think they are but for more than their exterior. You don’t get described as handsome by me just because of how you look. I describe those guys as ‘hot’ (lol) Handsome is much deeper than hot.

I see the eyes first, then smile, then neck, and shoulders, and hands…okay, okay sorry! It’s the warmth that comes from behind a mans eyes that attracts me to him. Our conversation is what makes me want to listen and look longer, if he can make me laugh, bonus! A kind warm open heart is what will get me in the end, not handsome! Throw in intellect and I jump in with wide eyed enthusiasm! That is what makes a man handsome to me. It would have been the kind gesture that made the man who bought my coffee handsome to me. I will admit that when I am with my girlfriends feeling feisty we s-o-m-e-t-i-m-e-s just sit and appreciate the outer shell of men as they stream through the coffee shop because that’s just fun!

So, it may appear to some that I use the word ‘handsome‘ far too often and perhaps I do need to be more specific when describing the really nice men I meet. They are manly, kind, helpful, sarcastic, loving, cute, pleasing, generous, interesting, tempting, irresistibly sexy, alluring, tough, serious, intriguing, talented, intellectually stimulating, hilarious, confident…I could keep going but I am sure you get the point. I may describe men as being handsome but only because it’s a quick way of saying they made me look a little deeper than their surface because of something unique they showed me about who they are.

The man in both the photos I used has been my living example of what handsome truly is. He is my measuring stick, he is my Dad and I think he is the most handsome man EVER to have walked the earth…inside and out! xo (the beautiful woman is my Mom :))

Handsome is as handsome does…Character and behaviour are more important than appearance ~ proverb


Spring has sprung!

magnolia blossomIt’s officially Spring!  What a difference a week makes.  Last weekend it snowed and was pretty miserable outside.  Today, however, I woke up to sunshine and birds singing their hearts out.  I just love Spring!  I love watching everything re-awaken after their winter slumber.

Now that the snow is almost gone from my yard I can see bits of green starting to sprout up from the brown already.  Colour is coming back to my landscape and it fills me with excitement.  It also reminds me that I have two large grocery bags full of various vegetable and flower seeds that wait for my attention.

This year will be my first attempt at a “vegetable” garden.  I have always loved the idea of growing a  “tossed salad”  right in my own back yard, but have never tried it before.  I didn’t get into gardening until I moved to 100 Mile House in my mid thirties and then only experimented with flowers.   The growing season is short in that area and the effort for vegetables didn’t seem worthwhile.

Now I am in the Okanagan region of BC where fruit grows on trees or vines everywhere you look, Spring starts early (usually) and winter comes later than most of the province.  It’s perfect for growing vegetables!

I have a stack of books on the subject, graph paper to sketch my plan onto and of course the seed packet instructions to read.  I suspect there are some seeds that I should start inside, like last week, but this is the weekend I begin!

I’ll update now and again on the progress of my humble garden patch.  I love advice and direction when I’m starting something new so please don’t be shy if you have any for me.  Before long I may be able to offer you a “Tenderlong” carrot, some “Pioneer” shell peas and a bed of  “Buttercrunch” lettuce!  Don’t worry, I’m not growing any zucchini!


Some of my collection