Last week Magnum, before he goes to work, comes up and sits on the bed next to me and says, "So, are we still in an open relationship?" Hahahaha. I said, "Ummm, yeah?" Then he went on to talk to me about some sales girl he met. :) I told him, he could have his salesgirl if I could have Walter. Without hesitation he said, "Ok". So, does he like the sales girl that much? Or does he think Walter is so far out of my league I could never have him?
Maybe Walter is a little far fetched, but I saw him last week, and I've never felt quite so much flirty tension before. :) I leave out of there all flustered. Holy crap. And, it's soooo not me doing the flirting. I mean, I am sweet and all, but I'm not flirting... much. He walked in, did a double take and said, "Wow you look good." So, either I looked really good, or it was just such a major improvement over last time, that he was shocked? He asked me how I was, as he's supposed to, and I said good and then I asked him how his life was going...anyway, I totally caught him looking at my cleavage. :) Then he said, he wanted to see me in six months. And I, in my best whiny voice, said "Six months? That's soooo long." So, he said, "Yeah it is a long time, let's go with three." Hahahaha. So, Happy Birthday To Me, as that's when I'll be seeing him next. Except, he asked about a flu shot and I turned him down. But, if he's the one that will be administering it, I might have to take him up on it.
What else?
Tap tap tap?
We still don't have snow. Which is all good I guess. But if it's going to be cold, I think there should be snow. And, the rule is, we don't get our Christmas tree until the first snow in December. Cross your fingers for December 1st.
I'm a Hunter's Widow until Christmas...or until Magnum gets a deer. Either way, it gets kinda frustrating to spend EVERY weekend from Halloween to Christmas by myself with teenagers, dogs, and a five year old imp. Not to mention the dishes, the laundry, the cleaning...blah blah blah. :) When do I get my hunting season? When do I get to spend from dusk til dawn for 12 weekends, sitting around doing nothing but whatever I want to do??? Hmmmm? If it wasn't so freaking cold, I'd take up hunting, just to be able to sit in the quiet for a few hours! :)
My last day at my current "occupation" will be December 10th. Whoot. I'm excited and scared. I haven't really got anything else lined up yet. But, I'm excited about possibility and hope. :)
I just heard a gunshot. Maybe my widow days are over. Or maybe they've just begun. Haha, that's so wrong.
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