Sometimes, the ambiguity of my heart leads me into confusion. Maybe that could be said of most people. I, however, have found very few people that are just as comfortable in high society and city settings as they are with the rough and ready redneck crowd. It's a hard duality to find in people, and I posses them both.
It makes for an interesting love life. I've dated pretty boys, and rough neck boys. All equally smart, and attractive to me, but each in their own way, and none bridging the gap into both worlds. I want a man who isn't afraid to get dirty changing breaks and oil, or spending the day fishing. I also want a man who doesn't mind cleaning up to go on a date in the city, out to a club, or even to a symphony.
I like art museums as much as I like backpacking. I like cleaning horse stalls, I find it theraputic. I like playing dress up and going out dancing all night at a swanky club. I miss fishing with my Dad. I miss going to the symphony with him, too. The curse of my parents raising a VERY well rounded daughter is the desire to do it all, and want a companion who will, too.