We are friends...

I don't think I've made mention of Vegan as of late. Last week, I had posted that we were fizzling. Well, we spoke this weekend and I went to hang out with him last night. I really like Vegan, but have come to the realization that there will never be anything more between us than friendship, and I'm good with that. He and I talked about a lot of things last night, most of all me. He pointed out issues that I have that I thought I had hidden so well that no one really knew about them. Well, I guess I was wrong. Some of the things he told me, I already knew. He brought up other things that I haven't thought about in a while. One thing he told me that sticks out, is the fact that I don't let anyone get REALLY close to me. I'll listen to people talk about their problems all day long, but I never really open up to anyone. I realize that sometimes I care so much about people and want them to feel good that I forget to care about myself. He also made the statement that no one is truly happy, that happiness is a myth...all anyone can really hope for is to be content. I have always said, "I just want to be happy." But, if what he says is true, then I am looking for an unattainable feeling. I mean, for the most part I think I am a genuinely happy person, the people I used to work with would tell me they wanted to slap the smile off my face sometimes. (that was usually when they were having a bad day) Even when I'm in a bad mood, I still try to laugh. Am I living in a dream land??? The majority of my friends are married or are in relationships and they seem pretty happy. Oh well, I'm rambling.

Hoochie and I were talking the other day and she asked a question that I have often wondered...

Why is it that some people find that person for them at 20, 21,22 and then there are people like us that have been looking for years and can't find that one that fits us?

So, my friends, there is a question for you all to ponder. If you have any thoughts or maybe even the answer, please let me know.

Until next time...

Single Girl

True Colors

Last night I went to the True Colors concert with Doodlebug. OH MY GOD!!!! This show was AMAZING!!! The line-up was...

The Dresden Dolls - They were a little strange, I can't decide if I like them or not.

Debbie Harry - She was pretty good, although she didn't sing any Blondie stuff.

Rosie O'Donnell - Although I don't like her, she was pretty funny. She didn't get overly political, and that made me happy.

Erasure - Probably one of my favorite bands EVER!!! It was the first time I had seen them live and they were AWESOME!!! (Complete with spirit fingers!)

Cyndi Lauper - She was amazing!

and the whole show was hosted by Margaret Cho. She was very funny at times, but a little graphic at others.

The end of the concert was the best part...All of the acts got on stage and sang "If You Change Your Mind" and then they all sang "True Colors".

When Doodlebug told me she was going to get tickets to this show, we didn't know that it was benefiting the Human Rights Campaign. Although I am a Republican, I fully support gay rights. I have no problem with gay marriage, I think that if a gay couple wants to adopt a baby more power to them, etc... I think what started the True Colors tour is the Matthew Shepard bill. The Matthew Shepard Bill has already been approved in Congress, now it just has to be approved by the Senate. I believe they were trying to promote awareness and asked everyone to call, write and mail our senators to approve this bill.

This had to be one of the best shows I have ever been to! I will say this, I think Doodlebug, Doodlebugs friend and I were the only straight members of the audience. IT WAS GREAT!!!

Sadly, it didn't start out great. For those of you who know me, you know that I am not the most graceful person in the world. Well, last night was no different. The concert was held at The Woodlands Pavillion. ( I DO NOT like this venue. Houston is too hot and steamy for an outdoor concert in the months of April - October.) If you live in Houston, you know it's been raining quite a bit lately and we had lawn seats. (You can probably see where this is going.) I had one of those huge margaritas and I was walking up the hill. We found a clearing in the lawn and I stepped on the grass and my foot slipped in some mud. Now when I say I slipped, I didn't just slide a little bit...no, I was airborne! Doodlebug told me that an arc of margarita went over my head, like a green and red rainbow. I fell, and I fell hard. Luckily, my left boob broke my fall and I never let go of my glass. Once I hit the ground I noticed a gaggle of lesbians watching me, one of them looked at me, as I am trying hard to get up, and actually said, "Watch out, it's slippery." This comparison is more for Blonde Bombshell than anyone else...

It was reminiscent of the Hanky Panky tap dance debacle of 92. Remember, when I sounded like Axl Rose when my foot slipped out from under me?

So, the entire concert I am covered in mud from my boobs all the down to my feet. And to quote Tai from Clueless, "I'm going to be known as the girl who fell on her butt all night" or in my case, my boob.

So to Doodlebug...Thank you for such a wonderful experience, I had so much fun (aside from falling on my face) If Erasure comes back to town, we are soooo there!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Hoochie...

Put on your platform shoes and your high waisted bell bottoms because...

THIS ONE'S FOR YOU!

First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now -'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to loveI know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll surviveI will survive

It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving for someone who's loving me

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now 'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you thinnk I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as I know how to love I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I will survive, I WILL SURVIIIIIIIIVE


Just some words of wisdom and inspiration from Ms. Gloria Gaynor!

Love ya,

Single Girl

I am sick and tired...

of stupid games that men play.

I think Vegan and I are starting to fizzle, oh well, it is what it is...right?

Anyway, that's all I have to say on that subject.

Until next time...

Single Girl

It's not fair...

Why do cigarettes have to be bad for you??? Why do cigarettes have to be so expensive??? Why do cigarettes have to be SOOOOOO good???

I was driving down the road the other day and there was a suburban in front of me and I noticed the beautiful cloud of smoke that came out of his driver side window, and I envied him. I thought to myself, "lucky bastard." I actually wanted to use his body as a speed bump. Anyway, today is my 6th day of being a non-smoker and it sucks! It actually feels like I've lost my best friend. I know that the sadness will pass and the cravings will go away, it's just not happening fast enough. I do realize in the long run I will be much happier.

On a slightly positive note, my mom was in the car and lit a cigarette and it smelled bad to me...that's a start, right???

Until next time...

Single Girl

Extending my journey...

I think I have decided to extend my vegan journey another month. Giving up all animal products has not been as difficult as I thought. I have been told that you won't see any of the benefits for about a month and a half. Well, I started this 11 days ago and I can see differences in myself. For example, I have always had problems with my skin. You would think by the time you are 31, your skin problems would clear up...not true my friends. But, since I have changed my diet, my skin looks and feels better than it has in years. Another thing I have noticed, after I eat I don't feel like an Oompa Loompa. I've also lost some weight, which was inevitable. I knew that once I cut out all the fast food, I was bound to lose some weight. Now, if I could only motivate myself to go get on the treadmill or something.

On a different subject...I smoked half a cigarette last night. Not only did it make me feel guilty, but it tasted like ass and made me light headed. So, I don't think I'll be doing that again.

Hope everyone has a great weekend!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

I am a pillar of strength.

I have always said that I have zero will-power. I have always done everything to excess...I eat too much, I drink too much, I smoke too much, etc. This is one of the reasons why I never tried illegal drugs, I understand that I have a VERY addictive personality. If I like something, there is NO stopping me.

With that being said, I have to toot my own horn for a minute...

Last time I ate anything with a face: Sunday, June 3, 2007
Last time I ate anything that was a by-product of anything with a face: Sunday, June 3, 2007
Last time I drank a coke: Sunday, June 3, 2007
Last cigarette: Monday, June 11, 2007, 7am

That's right my friends, I am quitting smoking on top of eating like a vegan for a month. (I am doing this cold turkey! I am not using any sort of nicotine replacement therapy) I have no idea where I am channeling all this will power from, all I know is...

I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!!!!!!!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

Barefoot and Blind...

is not a good look for jail.

A year ago today I was speeding down Space Center Blvd., apparently I was doing 55 in a 40 so I was pulled over. The very cute policeman came up to my window and I gave him my license and insurance and he went back to his car and ran my information. I was sitting in my car, minding my own business, and he came back to my window and the rest goes like this...

Officer: Ms. Girl, can you please step out of the vehicle?
Single Girl: Sure.
Officer: Ms. Girl, can you please step to the rear of the vehicle?
Single Girl: Sure.
Officer: Single Girl, you are under arrest.
Single Girl: WHAT!!! FOR WHAT?
(As I am being handcuffed.)
Officer: You have a warrant for your arrest from 2001.
(As he pats me down to make sure I have no weapons.)
Single Girl: NO I DON'T.
Officer: Yes you do.
(As he puts me in the vehicle.)

As I sat in the back of the police car, a calm came over me. I wasn't crying, I wasn't screaming, and I wasn't freaking out. I just sat there and watched my car get hooked up to a tow truck and hauled off. Did you know there is no A/C in the backseat of a patrol car? Here's another little piece of information...handcuffs are not comfortable, they actually hurt a little bit. I had bruises around my wrists for a week. I will say this, THANK GOD this warrant for the City of Webster and not Harris County! With that being said, when the officer got back in the car and started driving me to the "the joint", I asked him what was going to happen once I got there. We talked back and forth and the whole time my fingers are turning blue because the handcuffs are too tight. Anyway, we make it to the "slammer" and he escorts me into the holding tank, then takes the cuffs off of me. Now, don't forget that I am in the City of Webster, and I am the ONLY inmate. A different officer takes me back and takes my, are you ready for this, mug shot. So, yes kiddos...I have a mug shot! This officer then escorts me back to my holding tank and sticks me in there for like 5 minutes. Then he pulls me out and actually let me make phone calls on the city's land line. He gave me my cell phone and let me look up numbers to find someone to come and get me. Sadly, since it was the 12th and everyone I know gets paid on the 15th, the possibility of someone coming to get me was looking grim. So, I had come to the realization that I was probably going to be spending the night in jail. By this time it was time for me to be put in my cell. For some reason, that day I was wearing my glasses...the booking officer made me give him my glasses. I explained to him that I could not see anything without them...he didn't care. So I handed them over. Then, he asked for...MY SHOES! I was wearing slip on, leather sandals. Ok people, I was the only one in the jail, what the hell was I going to do with my glasses and shoes. Did they think I would be able to make a weapon out of the glasses, or better yet, maybe I was going to use my shoe as a shovel and dig my way out. I don't know, all I know is I was hanging out in jail blind and barefoot...I was not happy! So, the officer takes me by the arm and leads me to my cell. Right in front of the door was a stack of pillows and blankets, he handed me one of each and put me in. As I'm sitting on my little bed, I realize that I need to pee. I looked around and saw a big, silver blob over in the corner. (Remember, they took my glasses) I got up and walked over there and realized the blob was a toilet. I decided, I could hold it. One of the officers came to my cell and slid a message under the door...it was from Big Daddy!!! Apparently one of my friends found him and told him what happened. When I called him, he told me he was on his way. So, as I sat there waiting for Big Daddy, I started thinking about weird things. The one thing that kept coming in my mind was... What if this place catches fire and they forget about me??? Then I started thinking...I wish someone else would get put in here, I'm bored. So, I decided to lay back and sleep until Big Daddy got there. Then, all of a sudden I heard the cell door open and they said..."Girl, you're free to go." So they took me back to the booking officer and he started giving me my stuff back. Once I had my shoes and glasses back on, I looked at him and said, "You have to admit, I've been an exemplary prisoner." He looked back at me and giggled, "Yes you have." I walked out the doors and into freedom. Big Daddy and two of my friends were there waiting on me. I had never been so happy to see people in my entire life. Big Daddy took me to pick up my car then I went home and took a very hot, very long shower and pumiced the first four layers of skin off my feet.

Until next time...

Single Girl

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend, I sure did.

Friday night I went to Barnes & Noble and picked up a new cookbook and a couple of books for my Paw Paw for Father's Day. Talked to Vegan for a little bit and then went to sleep. (I know, I have such an exciting life!)

Saturday, I spent the majority of the day moving furniture. Big Daddy and Mrs. Big Daddy gave me their headboard and king size bed. So, we had to transport the bed from the east side of Houston to Clear Lake. Thank God Big Daddy has a truck and trailer, I would have looked really strange hauling a bed on the top of my mustang. Anyway, I love my new bed. It is basically brand new! When you're single, king size beds are awesome. I can actually sleep with my body in an "X" postion. It's wonderful! Saturday night, I went out with Escort. We went to Mai's and I had spring rolls with tofu instead of shrimp and a dish called salted tofu. It was YUMMY!!! It wasn't salty at all, however, it was very spicy and I thought I was going to have to use a fire hose on my tongue. If you are in the mid-town area and want really good Vietnamese food, go to Mai's. After that we went to Empire and had coffee. I dropped him off at home and was home by midnight.

Sunday I had to go to an alumni meeting. After that, I went to Vegan's house and we went shopping. When we got back, I made him the noodle salad I made last week. Remember how I told y'all that I did not know how to cook...Well, he didn't believe me. Every time I started chopping something, he would take the knife away from me and say, "Let me do that for you." He didn't have the Pasta Express, so I put water in a pot and he told me, " that's not enough water, that's too much water..." Here is a little excerpt from our conversation...

Vegan: You really don't know how to cook, do you?
Single Girl: I told you that.
Vegan: I thought you just didn't like to cook and then said you don't know how so you won't have to. That's what I do.
Single Girl: Nope, I really don't know how to cook.

Hey people, at least I'm trying. So, after the very simplistic noodle dish was done, we sat on the couch and watched TV. I left around 9p and was home at 10p and in bed by 11p.

I will say this about Sunday...the alumni meeting I went to was at a mexican food restaurant, and guess what, I still haven't eaten any meat products. I am now on Day 7, and going strong.

WOO HOO ME!!!

All in all, not a very exciting weekend...but not bad either.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Update on Fuck Face...

I received this email today...

"I was obviously lying to this employer about the fiance thing cuz I couldnt think of a good excuse why I missed the first interview with them. I didn't want to say I was hungover. But I am seeing someone recently and it might become serious i'm not sure so sorry for the mix-up and good luck on the personals with your search. Bye.


Fuck Face"

Ok, apparently, I seem like an idiot. What pea-brain would actually believe that story?

I did not even dignify this email with a response, even though it bugs me that he can't seem to use spell check...I have grown fatigued of this person.

Until next time...

Single Girl

You are not going to believe this...

A couple of weeks ago, I received a message on the personals from a guy we'll call Fuck Face. You will understand why I have decided to name him that later in this post.

So, like I said, Fuck Face contacted me through the personals and asked if he could contact me. I gave him my yahoo IM thingy and told him I looked forward to talking to him. Here is what he says about himself on his personals account...

"I'm into high speed skipping, juggling poisonous reptiles, nude square dancing, blind folded bike riding, and sometimes I like to walk along the beach and bury old people in lots of sand. Keeps them and myself on our toes and makes life more enjoyable I think. No, seriously though I'm looking for a funny,attractive girl who will hold my heart and attention forever.I sometimes have a dark sense of humor and can find beauty in almost anything. I can sing but I can't dance(looking for a teacher on that one)unless its square dancing of course but I hear thats illegal in most states. No thats nude square dancing. I'll go to almost any length to make you smile. Let me know and I'll send you a poem. A nice one, nothing morbid, like the other stuff I write.my likes and dislikes are as followsI like originality.I like mexican food.I like good music like tool, nin,the doors, the cure, ministry, to good country music.The older I get the more I find myself listening to country. I like all music as long as it is good and original. I dislike shallow, whiny, superficial, self-indulgent people.I dislike people who are conceited and that makes up a vast majority of society so I like the unique and original beauty in a woman. Looks matter, don't get me wrong but if your not glowing from the inside then you don't need love because chances are you only have enough love for just yourself and your mirror. I respect honesty and courage.I like a girl who still plays in the rain and doesn't melt. I have a 5 year old son who is too cute for this world. I'm not just saying that cuz I'm his daddy. I'm mean the kid is really cute and very smart. He is my heart and soul. There is nothing more exhilirating than being a father and nothing more TERRIFYING. I like staying in and watching movies a lot and singing karoake.I used to be in a band called "plethora of deception" but hung up my hat cuz of my son.I love going to kemah once in a while for lunch/dinner. I still like to go to clubs/bars every now and then and have some belgium beer.I like to travel but not fly or anything because its not really the destination but its the journey that matters. I think I read that somewhere. a universal truth"

So, after I messaged him back through the personals I didn't hear from him for about a week, then I got an email on my yahoo email address. Here is what it said...

"Hey there, my name is Fuck Face and I got a message from you on yahoo personals. Anyway, if your name is Single Girl then I would like to chat with you sometime and i hope this is your email address. If your name is something other than Single Girl please disregard this and sorry. I was the guy whose profile said something like I'm into high-speed skipping and tongue wrestling and throwing old people and nude square dancing etc...God, i hope this is your email or this person is gonna be like "what the?????"???" I have a bizarre sense of humor, I know> But a sense of humor none the less. Bye for now. Here is my pic too"

So I emailed him this...

"Well hello there Fuck Face, you are in luck...my name is Single Girl. I was wondering what happened to you.

I'm going to have to go and re-read your profile. I thought I was the only one into high-speed skipping, I have the trophy to prove it...1st place Tri-county, I'm currently training for the state competition!

Anyway, if you are on yahoo messenger my id thingy is deleted. I will be home tonight. I really look forward to talking to you."

Then another week goes by and I get this...

"Hi, my name is Fuck Face and I believe I had an interview with your company last week or the week before but my fiance had thrown away the pertinent information on the company name and directions. If you still have a position available I would like to interview for it if that is within the realm of possibilities. I apologize for the mistake on my part and if this is the wrong email address please disregard this email. I am resubmitting my resume to you.

Thank You,
Fuck Face

So I replied with this...

"No, my company is not hiring at the moment, the reason you have my email address is because you sent me the following email. Hopefully, your fiancee checks your email.

Single Girl"

(And I attached the origingal email.)

What a fucking dumb ass, he attached his resume to the email so now I have his home address and his phone number. He should be glad that I am not some crazy person!!!

I feel bad for his fiancee. She's probably sitting there, happier than a pig in poo, planning a wedding.

Now you know why his name is Fuck Face. And no, he will not be added to my illustrious list of names...He doesn't deserve it.

Until next time...

Single Girl

Day 2 and still going strong!!!

Well; my little meat eating friends, day 2 was a breeze!

I have fixed my soy milk in the coffee situation...I bought soy creamer, MUCH BETTER!

The frozen banana was ready to go this morning; although, I think I like the smoothie better with a non-frozen banana.

The pre-made, pre-washed salad I bought at the store and ate yesterday I didn't like to much. For some reason it tasted like dirt to me. So today, I found my new best friend. I went to Subway and got a Veggie Delight on Italian bread with the sweet onion sauce. OH MY GOD!!! I did not realize how good a sandwich could be without meat. I know, I know, you're thinking, "Single Girl, how do you know that the bread didn't have egg or whey in it?" Well, you little carnivores, I googled Vegan Friendly Fast Food and a message board popped up. They were talking about Subway, so I looked on the Subway website and low and behold the good people at Subway said that the Italian bread was "Vegan Friendly". I paired that with a bag of Sun Chips and a bottle of water and went about my merry, little way. So, kudos to Subway!

And guess what...I cooked again this evening. I steamed fresh green beans and made potatoes. Let me tell you about my potatoes, I am so proud of myself. (If this doesn't sound very inventive, please don't tell me.) I was sitting at work trying to figure out what to make for dinner and BAM it hit me. (Sorry, I got the bam from Emiril. I thought it added a nice touch.) I took a pan and sauteed onions and garlic in olive oil then cut up the little red potatoes in cubes and threw in some fresh rosemary. They were damn tasty. So, there you go, I AM A CULINARY GENIOUS!!!!

On a different note...when I was driving to work this morning, drinking my smoothie, Vegan called me. He just wanted to see what was going on. Kind of out of the blue, but nice none the less.

Until next time...

Single Girl

My last weekend of meat

So, I made the decision to put off veganism until today...mainly so I would have time to go to the store and buy all the things I would need for my new journey.

Friday night my mom and I went to a local bar and watched my uncle's band play. I love going out with my mother. We have more fun watching people at the bar. The band sounded good and mom got a little sloshed. (I think it was the tequila shot on top of the dirty martinis.)

Saturday I went shopping so I could buy a super cute outfit to wear to the Astros game on Sunday. When I got home, Vegan called me and asked what I had planned for the day. I told him I had no plans and he asked me if I wanted to go to a crawfish boil that one of his friends was having. So, I got my things together and made the trek to Spring Branch. Long story short, we went to two different bars and had a really good time.

Sunday we went to the game. I have to say, my super cute outfit was exactly that...SUPER CUTE!!! Khaki gauchos with a pink camisole and a white deep V t-shirt. I wore this with my pink flip-flops and my pink Astros cap. I was the embodiment of comfortable casual. We got back to his house and I came home to do my first round of vegan shopping.

Today was my first official day of veganism. It wasn't too bad. I have made the discovery that soy mild tastes nothing like actual milk. I tried it in my coffee this morning...I'm hoping it's an acquired taste. Last night I was skimming through my handy, dandy vegan cookbook, How it all Vegan, and found a recipe for a blueberry smoothie that I thought would be perfect for my commute into work. The recipe called for 1 frozen banana, I didn't realize that you needed to peel the banana before freezing it. When I pulled said banana from the freezer it looked like a cross between a weapon and a medieval sex toy...I threw it away, it frightened me a little. So, I improvised, I used a non-frozen banana. It was pretty good. I have learned my lesson I have a peeled banana in the freezer as I type. So, this evening when I got home I started on the meal for the evening. For those of you who don't know...I don't cook, not even a little. I have to ask my mom how much water to put in the pot to boil an egg. So, this evening I started simple. It was just pasta (made in the Pasta Express, you know how I am about my As Seen on TV products!) with a soy sauce, rice vinegar, and sesame oil sauce with carrots, cucumbers and green onions. I even got fancy and threw in some toasted sesame seeds. For those of you who cook, I know that this doesn't sound difficult, but I had to peel and shred and cut the vegetables by hand. Again, if you don't know me, the mere thought of me with a knife and shredder is frightening enough, but I also had to boil the water to put in the Pasta Express. I have cooked a meal...I feel so domestic. Wish me luck with day 2.

Until next time...

Single Girl

To Mother of 3 and Mr. Mother of 3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Mother of 3 is the friend that I have known the longest. We have been friends since the third grade. Here is the story of how we became friends...

Mother of 3 and I actually knew each other prior to Mrs. Broad's orbit class (for those of you who don't know, that was like the GT classes now. We were smart.) We went to LaPettite together for years, but we did not like each other, I have no idea why, maybe she didn't share her play-doh with me or vise versa...who knows. Then the first day of third grade she was the only person I knew in my class and I think I was the only person she knew, but when we went outside for recess she looked at me and said, "Can you hold this quarter for me until we get on the bus after school?" And that was it, she and I became inseparable. Isn't it funny how kids can just be best friends after holding on to a quarter for a couple of hours. Anyway, we have been close friends ever since. She met her husband at my house, her father baptized me, she went to every dance recital I was ever in, she was the first friend at the hospital when I woke up from surgery. This ought to tell you how long we've known each other...We used to play You Can't Do That on Television in the shower. (We were like 9) So, to Mother of 3...Happy 31st, thanks for all the great memories!!!

Until next time...

Single Girl

$100.00 would have come in handy...

So, this afternoon, Big Daddy looks at me and says, "You could have made $100.00 today." I looked at him like he was crazy and said, "How?"

I had to go to the store and get a couple of cases of water for the office. When I got back Big Daddy and one of our colleagues (this gentleman is around 65) were sitting in Big Daddy's office. The way the office is set up, both Big Daddy and I have big, picture windows that look into our warehouse. With that being said, I pulled my car into the warehouse and started getting the cases of water out of my trunk. Apparently, the colleague was staring thoughtfully out the window into the warehouse. Big Daddy asked him what he was looking at. The colleague said, "Do you think Single Girl would be offended if I offered her $100.00 to look at her boobs?"

When Big Daddy told me this, he started laughing. He said, "I almost told him you wouldn't be offended." Then he said, "Could you imagine if someone walked up and there you are with your shirt raised up around your neck and he was handing you a $100 bill?" I said, "It would even be funnier is if I lifted my shirt up and started rubbing my boobs across the window." Then I told him, "Hell, for $100, I might even let him poke at them for a minute."

I love working with all men!

Until next time...

Single Girl