I'm back. Refreshed and rejuvenated from my 24 hour whirlwind visit to NYC. A good time was had by all. My friend is even writing a guest post on her thoughts on dating. Stay tuned. She and I were like several episodes of Sex in the City, with only two women, no dates and not nearly the wardrobe budget.
Jokes aside, one of my favorite moments was re-boarding the Chinatown bus to return to Baltimore. At least one seat in every row was taken. I looked 3 young women about my age right in the eye and I announced, "there are no more seats where I could sit alone. There are more people coming on this bus. I'm clean and smart and nice. Would you rather make room to sit with me, or roll the dice and see what's behind door number two?"
There was a flurry of 'you can sit here's' thrown at me so fast I had choices. I love being brazen. It makes me feel so powerful. Maybe because I was wearing my supergirl underwear. Buck, close your eyes, you will not approve of what you're about to see. There is nothing at all attractive about it.
My friend Genius took the picture with her Treo so this is the image she'll see every time I call. Aren't old friends the best? :-D
5 comments:
LMAO - I totally need some of those undies!
Sounds like a great weekend. I grew up 35 minutes from NYC and really miss it sometimes.
Old friends are the very best
:D
You go supergirl! You know how much I enjoy your ability to drop trou and show those off :) I don't think Phil will ever be the same.
My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the lord. Alleluia
I still remember my first pair of Underoos (Batman for those interested) Royal blue with a black waist band.
Those may now be mandatory for kickball.
ahem...there are no panties in kickball...can you imagine the wedge I'd get?
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