Hot or not?!
There is more about the winter and the snow, there is more about the beach and summer days. We all like them HOT, but young or not that won’t be the question for most of us. I still adhere to the young part, just because I want to have some feelings, regardless if it’s “one hitter-quitter” as Tiff said.
Most of the time I am talking about the weather, since Scott is gone far South to the Carribeans. I am stuck here in Chi-town, on the 45 F but cool, fun and busy. The coffee feels the same if you go to Carry-boy (well, Caribou for most of us!!)
But sometimes I am talking with the guys and about them. I should get more feed back about what they feel about. The morning Gerovital starts to kick in, I believe. Is not a bad idea to be vegetarian. Your skin is pretty and the natural plant, Romanian miracle Gerovital lotion keeps it moisturized.
Why everybody has to wear sweat pants? They are cute, cozy and give the feel of “I don’t care, but look at me how hot I am…” Don’t you feel the same?
The Christmas lights start coming up on Broadway. Lakeview East Chamber of Commerce does a really good job supporting the business along the road and the people that live here. It’s a good thing for when my mom will be up here. At least I can take her for a walk, without being necessarily to show here why this neighborhood is so special. Now we have the Christmas lights and all looks just like back in Sibiu, my hometown. She will be happy and once again, I won’t have to tell her. Can you hear me saying “come on, mother, here are the boys”. I will take her by everybody’s house, since I know where everybody lives now. I will talk to her about the architecture and food, but nothing else. She won’t understand it, after all… Just like my father said few years ago “Ah, lesbians!!” Like they don’t really care…
This boy is walking by. Red motorcycle jacket, red Puma shoes and tight blue jeans. He is looking at me but I am too tired to make a move. I’ll let him pass by. I’m sure he’ll be back and I know where to find him after all… I don’t know his name, but who cares? Is not the first and only, anyway…
PJ looks hot at the gym but even hotter last Saturday at Roscoe’s. He has such great, hot legs. His smile is killing all the boys around and his full size hips are swinging on the dance floor. The girl next to him is just the reason to dance closer, but we was smiling to me already few minutes ago, at the rest room… hmm…
What did I say? The red jacked guy is back…. How long did it take him? Not even 5 min. Now he’s walking around, talking on the phone… I got to go.
Happy Tuesday everyone!
Most of the time I am talking about the weather, since Scott is gone far South to the Carribeans. I am stuck here in Chi-town, on the 45 F but cool, fun and busy. The coffee feels the same if you go to Carry-boy (well, Caribou for most of us!!)
But sometimes I am talking with the guys and about them. I should get more feed back about what they feel about. The morning Gerovital starts to kick in, I believe. Is not a bad idea to be vegetarian. Your skin is pretty and the natural plant, Romanian miracle Gerovital lotion keeps it moisturized.
Why everybody has to wear sweat pants? They are cute, cozy and give the feel of “I don’t care, but look at me how hot I am…” Don’t you feel the same?
The Christmas lights start coming up on Broadway. Lakeview East Chamber of Commerce does a really good job supporting the business along the road and the people that live here. It’s a good thing for when my mom will be up here. At least I can take her for a walk, without being necessarily to show here why this neighborhood is so special. Now we have the Christmas lights and all looks just like back in Sibiu, my hometown. She will be happy and once again, I won’t have to tell her. Can you hear me saying “come on, mother, here are the boys”. I will take her by everybody’s house, since I know where everybody lives now. I will talk to her about the architecture and food, but nothing else. She won’t understand it, after all… Just like my father said few years ago “Ah, lesbians!!” Like they don’t really care…
This boy is walking by. Red motorcycle jacket, red Puma shoes and tight blue jeans. He is looking at me but I am too tired to make a move. I’ll let him pass by. I’m sure he’ll be back and I know where to find him after all… I don’t know his name, but who cares? Is not the first and only, anyway…
PJ looks hot at the gym but even hotter last Saturday at Roscoe’s. He has such great, hot legs. His smile is killing all the boys around and his full size hips are swinging on the dance floor. The girl next to him is just the reason to dance closer, but we was smiling to me already few minutes ago, at the rest room… hmm…
What did I say? The red jacked guy is back…. How long did it take him? Not even 5 min. Now he’s walking around, talking on the phone… I got to go.
Happy Tuesday everyone!
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