If you're not looking you're dead. Bob and I went for a drive in his car, the convertable, the other evening and ended up over on the coast. It was a hot evening so we bought some mexican take out and decided to sit on the beach to eat and watch the waves while the sun set. Well lots of other folks had similar ideas so traffic was tight. To make a long story short this beautiful young man was riding his bicycle and he and I struck up a conversation as we inched along Oceanfront Drive. In addition to being handsome, he was funny and charming. Well we reached the stop sign and as Bob pulled away I turned around in my seat to wave goodbye..My husband says in this tight little voice, "would you like me to drive around the block so you can chat him up some more"... It was so un-Bob-like I couldn't resist and with my tongue firmly planted in my cheek said "Oh honey would you!" ... It was said just schoolgirlishly enough that he knew I was joking...
Did you jot down his license plate number Dottie?
Oh, you said he was on a bike.
Always remember to carry a pad of paper, a pencil and a digital camera.
If he doesn't have a license plate, you can always take a picture or jot down a visual discription.
I don't know. It's 3:35 am and it's time for me to get my ass to bed.
Nighty night everyone!