So, I'm thinking that there MUST be times when I am just not sane. Re-reading from the other day, I am honestly wondering 'who the hell wrote in MY blog!' because that just simply is not me. Or, at any rate, is not me any more. Not today, anyway.
Today, life is good. Life is actually, pretty great. Winter is melting away, and we hit 6 degrees Celcius today. Last night I went for a 70 minute walk with my neighbour, Dana. (That's 3 extra points worth of food...or a 6 oz glass of wine)
Dana, is probably one of the sweetest, kindest people I have ever met. She uses words like, gosh, darn, swell fellow... geeez is probably the foulest thing that comes out of her mouth. Her boyfriend, Bernard (spoken in a French accent, so it sounds like Bear-nahr) and her have been together for 20 years. She is about, oh, maybe 37. (Actually it is very hard to tell...she is an old soul) Anyway, we walked along and chitchatted about a bunch of things. She mentioned that her sex-life with Bear-nahr was nonexistant, that they were best friends, how kind he was etc. I listened but didn't really know what to say. It was another one of those moments where for some reason people who I don't even know me very well, tell me stuff. I am often amazed at this. However...it is a hard lesson learned. When I was younger, people would tell me secrets, and without even really considering what I was doing, that would be the first thing I would tell the next person I saw. Maybe it was a way (at the time) to feel important. I don't know. Anyway, I am much better at discriminating at what to tell people, these days...and for the most part, I just keep my big mouth shut. So...we were walking along, and I told her that Greg and My sex life hasn't been all fireworks lately either, but that we were working on how to 'fix' things. (Apparently, that made her feel better as we've only been together 2 years and she's made it to 20.) As we were walking we hit a 'Condom Shop'...now, normally, I would probably just keep on walking by, but I thought "Hm...what a great opportunity for a bit of fun, and oh...what the hell...come on Dana, let's buy something to spice things up!" We walk into the shop, and I swear, Dana stood there like a post, not looking right or left! I actually wanted to laugh, but I didn't. I think it was her first time in a store like that. I bought a harmless little magnet with an spin-arrow on it, on Where to Make Love. Dana decided not to part with her money. But, we both enjoyed the walk and the conversation and agreed we would do it again (minus the condom shop, I'm sure!)
OH! That harmless little magnet with the spin-arrow on it, was spun once to humour me (instructions ignored), and now sticks harmlessly on the fridge...