Dr. Guy's blog "Karen Black" gave me this idea for my article. You see I can't come up with my own ideas. I have conceptions on articles as often as Ben Affleck makes a good movie. I would put a link to Dr. Guy's article but I have no clue on how to link. Apparently I have the brains of Ben Affleck, too. If any Ben Affleck fans are reading this I'm sorry. I'm sorry he can't pick better scripts. LOL Only joking. Well, at least partly kidding.
Not being able to write interesting articles or not being able to add links makes me think of Sally Jacob's article "What Are You Good At?" If she ever decides to write one on what you're NOT good at I already have 2 answers. I'm not good at writing fascinating articles and I'm not good with computers which is why I can't add links. I would add a link to Sally's blog, but again we know why that's not going to happen.
Okay, back to the reason for this story. in Dr. Guy's article he mentioned how he liked the eyes of an actress named Karen Black. I always loved beautiful eyes on a woman. When I tell people eyes are the first thing I look at in a woman they give me the eye. As in "bullsh*t !!". But in all honesty it's true. Eyes do it for me. Sure I love women's curves. What normal heterosexual man doesn't? I'm just saying a woman with pretty eyes really knock me out, and the color doesn't matter either as long as they standout.
The first time I remember getting infatuated with eyes was when I was 8 years old. I was in the hospital with a bad case of bronchitis. The object of my affection was a nurse. A stunning brunette with delightful crystal blue eyes. Her name I don't remember but her eyes I will never forget.
I shared a room with 4 other kids. Being an only child up to that point I wanted to be ... I wouldn't say exactly alone but I know I didn't want 4 roommates. I don't know if my favorite nurse could sense it or not but she let me control the remote. Since the hospital was 20 or so miles from my house and my father worked and my mother didn't drive I wouldn't get visitors until late afternoon. So my favorite nurse would sit with me at a table when I ate breakfast and lunch. Lots of times she would bring me 7-ups and apple juices. She would talk to me. I guess so I wouldn't be lonely. To me I was happy as hell staring at those lovely blue eyes, and getting attention from not only her but all the nurses as well. I guess being a Leo I crave attention, but again I would've loved it no matter what sign I was.
You could say i developed a huge crush on her. When I got well and it was time to go home I wasn't exactly ready. The nurse came up to me and told me my parents were here to take me home. She hugged me, kissed me on my forehead and said," I'm going to miss you so much." I told her, "I'm going to miss you, too" just as my parents walked in my hospital room. My mother came over gave me a huge hug and kiss and asked me, "You ready to come home?" I told her, "I don't want to, can I stay longer?" All the nurses laughed and my mother smiled and told my father, "Listen to him" She then thanked all the nurses for being so good to me, and I went home with my parents ... reluctantly.
Years later my mother was re-telling this story on how I didn't want to come home. And I told her, "Well, Ma, if I ever meet a woman as sweet and beautiful as that nurse I won't want to come home again"