My mother asks me "Why don't you talk about boys anymore? What's happened?" Why don't I talk about boys? I don't talk about boys because there's no use in it. I don't have one...therefore I don't need to be talking about them. Talking about them makes me want one and to go back to the first statement you'll see that I don't have one. You know that whole pursuit/response thing...I want to keep my role as the responder. So I won't be talking about boys, thank you.

By the by...yesterday was awesome. Yay for lots of free-falling action and feeling like a superhero. A few life lessons were learned:
1. Men should never ever wear speedos no matter how young or old or how in shape they are.
2. Americans are out of shape.
3. Some things are worth the wait.

Dinner ensued at Pappadeaux's. MMMM...MMM...GOOD. Yay for friends and fun. I'm a very lucky girl.

Sunday, May 16, 2004 | 3:52 PM | LINK |