Saw this at a bus stop on my way home from meeting S. for coffee. Actually, a mocha, and the best damned mocha to be had in this town. At my favorite spot, the Naked Lounge. When I put my 'date' with S. on my calendar it reads, "S. Naked. 11 a.m." Hmmm...what would people think?
Actually one of my sisters was hoping it was a prospective boyfriend, but no, S. is gay, married, happily so. And I haven't swung that way in 23 years. I guess the family is hoping for me to hook up with someone. They don't care which gender, they just want me to find someone wealthy. Me, I want someone HEALTHY. That's a lot better than money, honey. That's about as fabulous as it gets.
