Okay I wasn’t going to blog today, really I wasn’t. But then I got inspiration. GREAT inspiration. From Loribelle . You see she called me tonight. At ten o’clock my time, somewhere round midnight her time. What did she want? To discuss Nationals? To have me check on something in Divas? To send someone an email? (Cause she’s at the beach on vacation) Nooo. Lori wanted to discuss my requirements for the guy I’m looking to have sex with when I arrive in Atlanta.
See she took me seriously when I loosely said ‘Man, I should really just have a fling while I’m over there.” And so she and her hubby were sitting around discussing who they knew (One of her hubby’s soldiers?) who would be willing to help out poor old me. Sooo. I had to set her straight. Tell her having sex with a stranger while I’m on vacation probably isn’t the best idea. (Although it is my premise for my book Tourist Attraction, LOL!) *Sigh* But for a minute there I have to admit it was tempting. I haven’t done the deed since I got pregnant three years ago! 
So tell me, how could I not blog about this tonight?
Anyways, it was so much fun to talk to her. And I could even understand her, which with the southern belles it can be a bit tricky! Deanna called me a week ago too and shocked the crud out of me. I’m overdosing on Belles.
I was soooo close to finishing my E.C. Caveman entry today. But then got sidetracked with a big painting project. Anyways, I was debating passing out early when Lori called. And now it’s eleven and my eyes are watering. Sheeze, why do we have to sleep? It’s so annoying. Do you ever get like that? Who made it a rule that humans need sleep?
Okay, I’m done… really. I should probably do a pic of the day… Let’s see… here we go. I don’t think Lori will ever have to worry about coming home to this
