When MTM has a REALLY CRAPPY DAY, we have an established routine.
1. Make reservations for a preposterous dinner outing.
2. Go out for night caps at our favorite watering hole.
3. Talk about inane, stupid, ridiculous things to keep from rehashing the REALLY CRAPPY DAY.
Our number three for Friday? Answering this question: WHO IS THE SEXIEST MAN/WOMAN ALIVE RIGHT NOW?
"Andra, I don't know how this happened......"
The last time MTM said that, he snuggled up to me in bed. Offered to give me a massage. Brought me an adult beverage as a nightcap.
What resulted was this post........
Like I said yesterday, I like having guy friends. I learn so much about the underbelly of life from them. Images my poor, innocent brain didn't need to have seared on it.
Take the penis.
I've always had male friends. I like that men are blunt and inappropriate. They're direct. I never have to wonder what they really mean.
Take my friend Carnell. He's a regular commenter here, and lucky for me, I get to see him often in real life.
"Now Andra, why did you have to go and wear that shirt to lunch?"
I don't wander as much as I used to.
Our new 'hood is not urban. Some of the streets don't even have sidewalks. I am forced to potter next to speeding cars on a four-lane highway to get anywhere.
Unpleasant. Dangerous, perhaps.