Jill is the slice of home baked pie you long for. Her dad was a farmer. His dad was a farmer. On a hot summer day Jill would call me up to go floating down the canal or ride the slick rocks with the stream into a barely thawed pool of water. She's also the girl I called one day when I was bored and offered to drive two hours and try out this new thing called "Bungee Jumping." We did although I can't remember why . The first year after my college graduation I found myself particularly low on pride. First of all, I was a college graduate working as a sales clerk. Too late I discovered that a bachelors degree in sociology is equal to a high school diploma and, in some cases, a G.E.D. and got you hired at JC Penney trying to upsale with a colorful scarf. On top of it, I'd been dumped. It wasn't that he was the love of my life. In fact, it was quite the opposite. He started planning the wedding aloud and I freaked out, pointing out that we'd only bee...
Ain't that the truth, hunny?!
ReplyDeletego to the loo....heh
ReplyDeleteOne would think....but how come we don't??
ReplyDeleteReally? Because I frequently find myself doing the pee pee dance on the way there because I waited too long to go
ReplyDeleteShame it can't always be done alone!
ReplyDeleteIt seems for the last 20 years I have had company; if not an audience.
I'd prefer my surgeon and my dentist to take care of their loo visit before and/or after they've finished with me.
ReplyDeleteBut as for myself, there is no good reason why I sprint to the facilities in my average day...yet, that is what you'll see me doing.
I think my priorities need an adjustment.
Loo loo skip to the loo! Loo loo skip to the LOO! Skip to the loo my darling!
ReplyDeleteUm-talk about ghosts from the past-my nightmare pysco stalking ex boyfriend lives in my stake! I hope he's grown up now that he's married-but I feel for his wife.. they only dated 2 months before they got engaged... and it was LONG DISTANCE! I wanted to warn her...