OK, so it is Saturday.
We were hungry, so we ran into town for breakfast. I didn't take a shower or brush my hair, just pulled it back.
Who walks in but Marc's cousin who was on Survivor?! (This is our first meeting!) She sits down in the booth with me and makes a big fuss about us getting engaged! Not only am I a dirty greaseball, but after she leaves I realize that I've dropped marinara sauce on my boob!
Oh well, such is life!
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3 comments:
MAS, if she was on Survivor, she probably didn't notice the sauce, your hair, or anything else. She was probably eating BUGS at one point, for goodness sake ;) She probably saw the happy glow of a happy couple. You're too cute.
Val, that's very nice to say.
MAS, All I know is that when I read this I laughed so hard I snorted! Thanks for sharing. =)
i agree with val
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