My Funny Valentine
♪♫ My funny valentine, sweet comic like valentine, you make
me smile with my heart, your looks are laughable, un-photographable, yet your
my favorite work of art ♪♫
~Frank Sinatra
So I had a very interesting
weekend. Valentine’s Day wasn’t as bad as I thought it would have been. I
actually was looking forward to it .My valentine was my best friend GlaMa.
Ironically in the love department we live in the same valley. We share similar
thoughts, views and opinions on our mental, emotional and physical views on
where we are with being ready for love. We decided to take love and living our
best single life by the horns and ride its deep crazy waves. We went to a
singles mixer in the city. We were under the impression that people would be in
our age range. It definitely was false advertisement. I’m talking 35 and ticking
honey. Usually the 30’s and up crowd woudn’t bother me seeing as though I don’t
know how to mix and mingle with people my age. I feel like we have a nothing in
common. It’s almost as if I have the mindset of a 35 year old trapped in a 25
year old body. We met a few characters at the event. The 1st
character was a weird guy named Bixby. The name alone sounds like a cornball.
No shade! This guy was the total package cornball, creep and asshole. Throughout
the whole 15 minute conversation between us and my best friend he never once
looked at our faces. He literally kissed my hand and looked at my ass. I was
too done. I looked from left to right, front to back at this pitiful, desperate
and hopeless crowd for an inkling of potential. The very few potential guys I
had spotted left and went home with the Jews. BLOWN!!!Then I met Shea, a breath
of fresh air. The conversation went great. A few laughs, sips and then wait for
it ….I exhaled. (In my Savannah voice; Whitney Houston’s character in Waiting
to Exhale) He was definitely not what I expected. Who would have knew that this
middle aged white divorced man could even remotely mentally stimulate me. He
gave me his business card and we said our goodnights. And all in all… it was a
good night. J
~Miss K~
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