I will say that my life is RADICALLY CHANGING in the last several months in, that, many months ago, I wouldn't even be out anywhere that a man would be, in fact, the closet I would come to one would be trudging down to 7-11 in hole-y sweatpants and a crazy ponytail for some "Combos" (They figured out a way to put cheese in pretzels! It's brilliant! It's like a fancy cocktail party in a 2 oz. bag!) and a bottle of cheap chardonnay.
I would see Rajewel look at me from behind the counter, shaking his head at my bed head and bed body as he rang up my purchase, "So sad, you are, little girl. That will be $8.95."
But now I go out and MAKE OUT with strangers in bars. I guess that's what happens when we finally get out of bed, realize there's more out there then there is in here, figure out that the only way out is through and that somethings don't have to mean everything and if I could measure my life in unexpected kisses rather than days in bed, I'd certainly take the first.
Unless I could take them both together.
4 comments:
Making out with strangers in bars every once in a while is totally awesome and thrilling in ways that people who haven't done it just wouldn't understand.
Thumbs Up! :)
Making out with a stranger can be the best and it's a great ego booster as well. And the bonus is you don't have to call them the next day. Way to go!
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Wow, I forgot what it was like to make out with strangers. I'm pretty sure my husband would frown on that, unless it was a girl....good for you!! Love the blog. It's my bizzaro world if you were a suburbia stay home mom/wife of 2 girls.
Thanks guys! And Radomom, you're awesome, thanks for making me laugh!
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