Lady Bug and he Russian Lady
It’s time to look around and see what else I need to put down on my list. Maybe a short, quick trip to the gym or just a bus ride to Michigan Ave, to pick up the (almost) last minute presents.
It’s a little hard with so many friends. Because most of the time I don’t really know them, I just sort of …. know them!
The more it snows, the longer I have to stay indoors. It’s cool, because I get time for lots of “activities”.
Few days ago I took my friend out for dinner. We stopped at my favorite store on our way back. World Market. Some of you may know why this is my favorite store but that’s a different story.
Checking out some wine (and guys, too) we ended up around a lower shelf with toys. There were so many,,, I picked some up one by one and we started to play with them. Trying on a toy at World Market become the theme of the night. They were so funny and sweet. A little monkey, a little frog, a turtle, a dog, a mouse, another dog… and a lady bug! They spin, they back flip, they run and come back.. All with a little turn of a hand over a little spring they may have inside. So little so cute and so funny.
I bought 2 of each for my niece and my nephew. But they opened my eyes.
Sometimes it is hard to see the small, the little thing in somebody when we’re always looking for the “big” thing. The charm and the pleasure rests into the way you handle them, not how big or interesting they are. Every gay people know this by now… J
The old lady came and approached us. She was looking for toys, too. Making the “Ohh” (aka pleasure) sign and sound, she started to take away our toys. Whatever we put back on the shelf she will pick it up. We were like looking at her and started conversation.
Besides the coffee lady (one old story here) there are old Russian and Ukrainian ladies that live in boystown. They are friendly and funny. She was no different.
She wanted to buy as many toys as she could. She bought several a while back and now she came back for more. Last year, she said, they were advertising the toys by the cash register and they sold them all. This year she had a hard time to find them in the store. But we were playing there so she saw us.
There was a toy we didn’t even want to try. The lady bug. It turned out that was the best ever. The old lady said “see, I showed you something and you helped me as well. I am too old to knee down there, so please give me that toy!” She picked it up. Still, she is still asking for more “dancing frogs”. We were asking what is she doing with them. She said she presets them to kids but the adults play with them. Her friend is in the store so she should be there any moment.
Of course I knew where she is from, but I knew. She was like “I have 73 years of Russia (Moskow) and 13 more here”… We both were like “wow! The lady IS a player!”
And I would believe I would never play with toys!!!
It’s a little hard with so many friends. Because most of the time I don’t really know them, I just sort of …. know them!
The more it snows, the longer I have to stay indoors. It’s cool, because I get time for lots of “activities”.
Few days ago I took my friend out for dinner. We stopped at my favorite store on our way back. World Market. Some of you may know why this is my favorite store but that’s a different story.
Checking out some wine (and guys, too) we ended up around a lower shelf with toys. There were so many,,, I picked some up one by one and we started to play with them. Trying on a toy at World Market become the theme of the night. They were so funny and sweet. A little monkey, a little frog, a turtle, a dog, a mouse, another dog… and a lady bug! They spin, they back flip, they run and come back.. All with a little turn of a hand over a little spring they may have inside. So little so cute and so funny.
I bought 2 of each for my niece and my nephew. But they opened my eyes.
Sometimes it is hard to see the small, the little thing in somebody when we’re always looking for the “big” thing. The charm and the pleasure rests into the way you handle them, not how big or interesting they are. Every gay people know this by now… J
The old lady came and approached us. She was looking for toys, too. Making the “Ohh” (aka pleasure) sign and sound, she started to take away our toys. Whatever we put back on the shelf she will pick it up. We were like looking at her and started conversation.
Besides the coffee lady (one old story here) there are old Russian and Ukrainian ladies that live in boystown. They are friendly and funny. She was no different.
She wanted to buy as many toys as she could. She bought several a while back and now she came back for more. Last year, she said, they were advertising the toys by the cash register and they sold them all. This year she had a hard time to find them in the store. But we were playing there so she saw us.
There was a toy we didn’t even want to try. The lady bug. It turned out that was the best ever. The old lady said “see, I showed you something and you helped me as well. I am too old to knee down there, so please give me that toy!” She picked it up. Still, she is still asking for more “dancing frogs”. We were asking what is she doing with them. She said she presets them to kids but the adults play with them. Her friend is in the store so she should be there any moment.
Of course I knew where she is from, but I knew. She was like “I have 73 years of Russia (Moskow) and 13 more here”… We both were like “wow! The lady IS a player!”
And I would believe I would never play with toys!!!
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