Color Me Happy
I am one happy bitch. I got exactly what I wanted for Valentine’s Day. Chocolates? Hell no! Can’t eat them because I’m on a low carb eating plan. Flowers? What the hell would I want those for when they’ll just die? Sexual favors? Oh yeah. That’s what I got. I told him what I wanted, and the man delivered. I know, I’m a freakin’ nympho. Three times a day, four times a day, I say bring it on! I’m pretty proud of myself, and of my man–we’re in our early 40’s and we rock it more often than people in their 20’s. So be jealous bitches, because I am getting it on a regular basis and loving every fucking minute of it! (Shit, I just realized maybe that’s what Loverboy was talking about in that song. And even if it’s not, take a listen to some kick ass 80’s tunes.)
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 
See! I told you to hang in there, and look at you now? Rompin like high scoop all over again! Ok, your turn. Tell me to hang in there…
Yes, I have been feeling 20-something most days! You know, I actually met him in a bar. Maybe you should brush up on your pick-up lines and see how you fare at your local watering hole.
School*
High scoop? Wtf
I’ll just have to live vicariously through you for the time being. 😦
Glad you’re having fun!