Lazy Day Post
March 17, 2012 § 31 Comments
I am here but having been doing a certain amount of cooking for tomorrow, rather slumped and eggy-headed (not headachy, more sleepy) and unable to write a great deal. This is just to say, I am here, if only briefly, and tomorrow I may not make it at all (entertaining!) for which apologies in advance.
One of my best (male) friends, namely BF, who knows and likes Long Shot, has just been on the telephone to me for 45 minutes to hear about the Date. He is loyally optimistic and thinks it very unlikely that LS doesn’t fancy me, while I assure him it is all too obvious that he roundly does not. But BF is very sweetly determined that I might be the woman to change his spots and even become Mrs Long Shot. I don’t think so, only, possibly, if I had the confidence and chutzpah to bludgeon my way in like a shameless hussy, which I so far from do not. But I have said, over to you, BF. I am bowing out myself but I will enjoy the sport of it. If BF can effect a miracle and can prompt in LS a desire to beat a path to my door, then I won’t actually slam it in his face when he arrives. But I am leaving it entirely in BF’s hands.
He can give it a go. Nothing will happen but I am happy for him to try. Not bothered by the outcome. Rather blase, you see, now that I might be in possession of quite a different twinkle…?