So I finally did something daring- for me

And this is going to be another thing.

To all of your fair readers out there, in Blogging land, I have news.
I like sleeping with boys and girls...

OK...that was cheezily euphemistic, wasn't it? However, I am not going to delete it, as I like it. I laughed. Perhaps you will to. If not, I'm not sorry to offend you. I've learned some valuable things about the person I want to be as of late.

The other daring thing I did was visit a good friend in Portland, OR this weekend. Why is this daring? Because I've been very very very very (this template will not allow me to use the full number of very's required to express this emotion. Just assume infinity) attracted to for a number of years. No Ariia, I did not get laid. I did have a good time with a person that makes me feel good about myself. Anyone that knows me knows that is a task in of itself. I like the person I am with him. I like how I feel with him. I like the way I feel when I put my head on his shoulder. I like that he can challenge and stimulate me intellectually. For those of you who have seen pictures, not only do I find him blindingly attractive physically, I do intellectually, also. I was reminded of just how much better he looks in person as compared to his pictures. (wistful sigh)

Ok. I am not going to wax Shakespeare, and compare him to a summers day; although I could. You are asking why this is daring? Because it is not at all like me. I'm pretty dull. I wish I could say something more positive about myself. Also, I am not sure how I should ask him if he still has feelings for me. I did not do it while I was there for a variety of reasons, that all still make sense since I have returned home.

Is it wrong to want to move to another country for a man?


A really hot man?


A really hot man with his own house, a good job, and a truck?


And a nice package??


And a killer singing voice?


This is getting shallow....and I like it.... :)


Schaughn