What a woman wants in a man every 10 years

What I Want In a Man, Original List
1. Handsome
2. Charming
3. Financially successful
4. A caring listener
5. Witty
6. In good shape
7. Dresses with style
8. Appreciates finer things
9. Full of thoughtful surprises


What I Want in a Man, Revised List (age 32)
1. Nice looking
2. Opens car doors, holds chairs
3. Has enough money for a nice dinner
4. Listens more than talks
5. Laughs at my jokes
6. Carries bags of groceries with ease
7. Owns at least one tie
8. Appreciates a good home-cooked meal
9. Remembers birthdays and anniversaries


What I Want in a Man, Revised List (age 42)
1. Not too ugly
2. Doesn't drive off until I'm in the car
3. Works steady - splurges on dinner out occasionally
4. Nods head when I'm talking
5. Usually remembers punch lines of jokes
6. Is in good enough shape to rearrange the furniture
7. Wears a shirt that covers his stomach
8. Knows not to buy champagne with screw-top lids
9. Remembers to put the toilet seat down
10. Shaves most weekends


What I Want in a Man, Revised List (age 52)
1. Keeps hair in nose and ears trimmed
2. Doesn't belch or scratch in public
3. Doesn't borrow money too often
4. Doesn't nod off to sleep when I'm venting
5. Doesn't re-tell the same joke too many times
6. Is in good enough shape to get off the couch on weekends
7. Usually wears matching socks and fresh underwear
8. Appreciates a good TV dinner
9. Remembers your name on occasion
10. Shaves some weekends


What I Want in a Man, Revised List (age 62)
1. Doesn't scare small children
2. Remembers where bathroom is
3. Doesn't require much money for upkeep
4. Only snores lightly when asleep
5. Remembers why he's laughing
6. Is in good enough shape to stand up by himself
7. Usually wears some clothes
8. Likes soft foods
9. Remembers where he left his teeth
10. Remembers that it's the weekend

What I Want in a Man, Revised List (age 72)
1. Breathing.
2. Doesn't miss the toilet.


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US/Canada Travels for 8.15.2010

British Columbia, Yukon, Alaska
After spending a night along one of many rivers that cross the Washington border. It was across into British Columbia (BC) on 1 August, which also just happens to be another Canadian holiday, and of course everything was closed. Following Route 97 north is traffic, people, crowds, and more traffic. Did manage to cover Geocache sites, one being a nudist beach and me being the twit fully clothed and with GPS in hand. . If you ever cross over into BC, 3 Mile Beach is the place for viewing. Also along Route 97 we find fruit stands, nothing to do with 3 Mile Beach, and winery's.
So if your taste buds are a bit more refine then mine, BC is the place.

It was going to be a provincial park for the night but as I am finding out, the parks are no better then primate camping. There is a loo and not much more but it does cost 25-30 dollars a night. Long story short, I missed the sign and ended up at Chute Lake for $20 and change. Well we continue up Rt 97, did I mention for the tenth time it's another bloody Canadian holiday. Traffic is a nightmare as we only have one main road between BC and Alberta. It is 40 cars in front and just as many behind you. I've seen more traffic in the last 2 days then I've seen in the past 3 months.

It's a National Park for the night with flies and mosquitoes and Geocaches schedule all the way up to Prince George where there just happens to be a Costco……….
The next day takes us through the Jasper National Park where everyone is in just such hurry to get through instead of enjoying the Canadian Mountains. Found another national park site for the night and everything was right except for the twit who decided that he needed to chop wood at 0300hrs.

The next day we are in Prince George visiting the library and at the same time someone try's to steal my bike. But as I have a steel bike cable looped through it, the bike did not get any further then the length of the cable. Costco was next with a month's supply of cranberry juice and biscuits for me 12-gallon pail of hummus. A provincial park with hot showers for the night it was. The next day has us on the road and on the road it is. The most boring bloody stretch of road possible is from Fort St Johns to Fort Nelson. Imagine a 2-lane highway with trees on both sides for 350 kilometers.

Fort Nelson onward to Watson Lake for another 4-5 hours and what makes this part of the trip interesting was the smoke from the forest fires up north. At times you could not make out the horizon it was so thick in places. Watson Lake it is for the night, this is the place where at the visitor's center there has to be a collection of over 10,000 medal or wood license plates. It was out of Watson bright and early and with me moving up in the northern latitudes, the days are longer, the bugs are bigger and my windshield is acquiring that splatter look. Matter of fact the bugs are big enough that when they hit you wonder if the windshield is going to survive. This bit of noteworthy news only improves the further north I go.

From Watson Lake it's another 5 hours to Whitehorse, the Yukon capital, for fuel then another 2 hours to Haines Junction. At Haines we find the best little German bakeshop ever. I could live in the bakeshop for a lifetime the food is so good. I purchase enough fat pills to last another 100 miles until we reach Destruction Bay by the bay. Its here that the Goatmobile will spend the night with a fine cuppa of box wine. The journey from Haines to the bay is magnificent with the mountains on both sides and the opening up of the bay as you approach it from the soth.

I find that my choices of fine box wine improves with age; first I look at the alcohol content, next the price and last of all volume. So if I can get 4 liters of box red wine for 25 cents per at 30% alcohol content and knowing that my stiffen joints will benefit it's a buy regardless of the laughter from the sales clerk.

Leaving Destruction Bay north for the Alaska border is not a ride taken lightly. The sealed road for the next 120 miles is in terrible shape but must you do, as there is no other way for you to get to Alaska. Did find another small German bakery on the way though. Good for the sole and another fine cuppa of coffee. Crossing the Alaskan border then north to Tok and further north to Fairbanks you run the risk of road construction. And it was was in full swing all of the way. You would of thought that all of these non-believers, especially being Sunday, that they would have stayed home. Wrong to the nth degree, which just adds another, 2 hours of traveling time to where ever you are going. Found another military base just south of Fairbanks, which has a campsite plus the benefit of using the base facilities.

North it is to Deadhorse/Prudhoe Bay this fine bright morning. I no sooner turn on the Dalton Highway than a truck passes by throws a rock and its another windshield that has to be replaced. The back window in Labrador and now the front one in Alaska and this is what its all about, having fun, paying $4.50 per gallon for petrol and the mosquitoes getting bigger by the degree of latitude.

The road up to Prudhoe is fine until you get through the Antigun Pass, anything after that is bad going to worse. About 80 miles outside of Prudhoe Bay the road is great. In Prudhoe the fog was as thick as pea soup and here I am thinking of all of the great pictures that I'll be down loading to Facebook. Fill up the Goatmobile and its back down the road to Coldfoot, what's a 500-mile day for the Greynomad! If I had to do this trip again, the stop at the Arctic Circle then up to the Antigun Pass, take pic's then head south. There is nothing further north that worth beating yourself to death for with another 200 miles to Prudhoe. If the caribou were there it would be another story but as it's been so warm up north, the caribou have been just now appearing.

Fairbanks by mid-day and an appointment with the front window maker tomorrow morning. By the grace of major wine maker in the sky, this is the 3rd set of front and back windows for the Goatmobile. Hopefully I can make it back to Hawaii without any further glass changes. South it is to Denali National Park for a quick trip then south to Route 8 (Denali Highway) for a 30-mile drive to another $4.00 night on the government. I was hoping that the skies would be clear enough to get a picture of Mt. McKinley on the way out but the peak was cover in clouds. Into Anchorage, Alaska and of course a stop at Costco to get the tyres sorted out. There was enough accumulated dirt on the wheels that the tyre mechanic filled the bottom of a trash bin with debris. This in place of me also scraping the wheel rims originally.

We find ourselves heading north tomorrow for Tok, Alaska, next Haines Junction, Yukon and down route 37 into British Columbia for Prince Rupert where I catch a ferry to Queen Charlotte Islands.

Aloha

Norm
The Greynomad