So there are enough of you that read this that have given me a ration of crap over my lack of posting lately.
Well played all of you.
Well played, indeed.
Its just that I have been working like a crazy woman and the last thing that has held my interest when i get home is actually firing up the computer.
That and the online thing has been in a holding pattern....
That is until late last week/early this week.
The first one has arrived.
Jason the Love Guru has chosen and he has sent Mark my way.
Mark is 39. A banker. Sounds like a nice enough guy.
Cute. Dark hair.
To the best of my knowledge: No children, does not think of Applebee's as a culinary delight, spells well and from what I can tell, doesn't believe that NASCAR is a clothing style. Or a lifestyle for that matter.
So now I am in waiting pattern. According the Love Guru -- we are to wait a few days and see what happens.
Ps - Chewie rocks. So does Yoda.
"The boy you trained, gone he is"
Yoda is one bad-ass little green man.
Not sure exactly what the next steps are. Jason is supposed to let me know when he hears back from the match and then we go from there.
I did have a birthday this week. Let me tell you -- with every year after 30 the need for celebration gets less and less enticing. Especially when your b-day is a monday.
Bleh.
But much love to all those that came out for drinks and stuck around for dinner.
I had a good night.
On an additional side note, i have turned into a lazy pig.
Since Martine went all Bruce Lee on me and busted up her knee, I have been minus a work out partner.
And without a workout partner, I just don't quite have the energy to get up in the AM.
I have to be the only person who puts on weight in the summer and loses it in the winter.
Makes PERFECT sense.
- Tank Top = more celulite.
- Turtleneck = 6 pack abs.
But is it the principle people.
So there it is. A short update at best. But a start it is.
Back on the wagon I jump.
Giddy-Up
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