OK,
I’ll say it,
enough Summer,
already!!!
It too darn,
HOT!!!
I know, I know ,excessive use of exclamation points, but, I think I may be suffering from heat stroke, so cut me some slack, OK? 🙂
It has been a rough week,
I’m sure it was a conspiracy
<wink>
full moon,
heat,
and,
twelve straight days,
of….
hormones,
not the good kind either,
poor mom,
poor girlfriend,
poor everyone,
the morose and wretched,
butch,
was on the loose.
Well,
I think,
she’s back in her box,
let us pray
🙂
I was thinking about something,
not much concentration,
but,
still,
with the hormones,
come thoughts,
it seems every blog,
I read,
maybe,
I read too many,
is about the search for the different,
I like different,
I am butch,
after all.
but,
for every complex thirty two step,
Tuscan-Mongolian influenced dish,
there is,
tomato salad,
for all the selvage Japanese vintage jeans,
there are a nice pair of Levis,
and,
for every Cookie Dough, Balsamic infused sorbet,
there is,
Vanilla,
I like Vanilla,
in ice cream,
in cake,
in all things,
a black leather jacket,
a blue oxford cloth shirt,
slow dancing to Motown,
a novel with a plot,
kissing,
making love,
in a bed,
yep,
shoot me,
I’m conventional,
and,
Vanilla
🙂
A little arugula,
Dulce leche,
never killed anyone,
and,
some of my best friends,
are strictly,
chunky monkey,
but,
when I need to feel good,
I need to be me,
Vanilla,
all the way.
I figure,
since it’s the most popular flavour,
in the world,
there must be others,
out there.
Later girls,
BB
*** I warned you about the heat stroke, remember??**
cheekilly yours
