My head hurts.
I forgot I wasn't 35 years old anymore.
Special K pretty well...out talked, out drank, and out smoked me. But, I think I held up pretty well considering my age. Mind you when we finally went on line, I couldn't type worth a shit. She kept on ordering me around like a Nazi! ..... so I am a little slow.... give me a break!
We had a good time, and I felt like I have known her all my life.... like an annoying little cousin or something ... heh. I can say whateverthehelliwant about HER because she doesn't blog anymore. She quit just in time. The internet God's were smiling at me. I am forever the opportunist.
I didn't make Lasagna...it was too hot, so we just had potato salad, buns and chicken. We had a lot of nibbles beforehand.
And yeah, did I tell you?... she stayed for a sleep-over. Girls will be girls. I took my sorry ass to bed around 2:00 AM, and she was still on the computer ...doing what ever hell she does.. some of it might may have started with cyber...ahem. I do know she likes to tell guys what she is wearing, and usually she starts with her pink bunny slippers, then her tattered old robe, and then sends them a pic of her with with "rollers" in her hair. Attractive not. But the guys seem to like it....so who can argue with success.
Gord and her got along really well; and it's not hard to like Gord, he is so easy going. But those two were getting carried away...with the lap dancing and all....bastards
Her ample bosoms were a tad to close to his face for my liking.
I took a few pics of her on deck .... and you know what...she had to put on fresh lipstick first!! Her vanity has no boundaries.
I have a few pics of us together in the garden, on this one I am not sure what we were doing. I think she was supposed to be a Vanna White wannabe, and I was doing the hokey poky...or something. Just another photo op that went very wrong.
Here we are with the Tin Man...don't ask me why.
My hair looks like someone just sat on my head. It's hard being a senior model. Kat was not at all surprised that I was wearing a hoody in the 90 degree heat. After all I have an image to keep.
I drove her back to mama sans this morning, after coffee and a few tylenols..oy...her parents live right across the city from me, so needless to say I was a little tuckered when I got home.
When I got home, I raced back to the waterbed....seeing food was not an option even tho it was noon. At one point after I dropped her off, I went past a McDonalds and the smell almost made me hurl. But, now I am in a better place...after a nap, a chicken sandwich...a little shopping and well yes a small glass of the "hair of the dog that bit me yesterday".
That's two summers now I have met a blogger and it's fun. At first it's a little intimidating but so worth the effort.