Is this nature’s law?

Must pretty girls filled with bliss

Look for guys with brawn?



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About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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8 Responses to LAW OF ATTRACTION

  1. shoreacres says:

    Ha! I don’t think they “must,” but they surely often do.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Sad to say, but I don’t believe I’ve ever heard of a girl who let it be known that she was looking for a very intelligent – even if slightly homely – fellow to be seen with. If one is lucky like me, she might get a guy who is both intelligent and brawny. But his looks got my attention first! 😀 (Also like me, his intelligence has lasted longer than his brawn.) Sometimes I can’t stay serious with you, Linda. 😀

  2. calmkate says:

    lol I was more attracted to their brains but would never say no to brawn 😉

  3. Faye says:

    I was more attracted to how tall and how intelligent and I admit found brawn very enticing…. but then I met Dave and didn’t realize he was taller than I until our wedding day. nor did I really ‘see’ much about him because we ‘connected’ in a common love of music, books and faith. My own Dad was big, very brawny, but a gentle loving man and that…that was my first childhood goal…someone like my dad. thanks for blog.

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