Last night as my husband was being “loved” by me, I was chatting. This is what I do. I talk, I massage his sore back and talk. As I was “loving” him, I said, “Can you stop and pick up milk on your way home from the gym in the morning,” then I stopped myself. lol I was pretty sure that Sanj wasn’t really listening to me! Poor guy…
I had this thought other men would find whipped cream, lace and chocolate sexy. My hubby, no doubt, has duct tape on his list of items needed while making whoopee! lol He told me, “Too much talking.” I am just multi-tasking. Come on… admit it… you have a lot going on and can do two or three things at a time, right?
The thing is I am pretty sure there is such a thing as a girl crush. I have hear others talk about this … meaning a female that you find attractive but not in a sexual way. You KNOW what I am talking about, right? Help me out here!
One of our favourite restaurants in town has this girl/lady that works there as a server. (Do they use the term waitress or waiter anymore)? Anyways, this girl has always fascinated me. I feel like she is my alter-ego. She is Indian-ish though she could be West Indian… (technicality… we both have brown skin). She is taller, has beautiful, black hair… thick hair… the kind I don’t anymore. She has a slimish build… the kind I want again and may have if my stomach did not expand 6 times to the size of a watermelon. She has a funky style. I love her style. She has a kind of Bohemian/gypsy style that makes her striking. She has a lovely face… especially her smile.
OK… is this weird? Yet… I like her personality. I think she is spunky and smart. We read similiar books. I think if we met in another setting we could be friends. My girl crush… is that weird? I was disheartened when we went there for our anniversary so discover she had moved on. Sigh.
These are thoughts in this head of mine. You have them too, right? lol