Oh, the places she'll go...
In this past week
The Flipside has found
All sorts of new fun
While travelling the town.
The waxer, drink mixer,
a man who likes boobs,
And with DVR,
never missing the tube!
Okay, okay, poetry is not my strong suit.
Seriously though...
Fun thing #1 - the waxer: I fould this aesthetician out near where I work (in the boonies) who does bikini waxes for only $20. Her office is in a bank building... not extravagant, but very clean and calming, and she did a great job. What a steal - the last place I went for a bikini wax was upwards of $50, and that didn't even include a Brazilian. Then, we'd be talking $80 or more. (New place: $35!) I had convinced myself I couldn't afford such luxuries anymore. I'm so psyched. No more shaving! No more bumps!Yay!
Fun thing #2 - drink mixer: There was this place in small college town where I went to school called Double Quick. It was an extraordinarily fabulous place. Technically, it was a drive-thru convenience store, but they also sold these frozen drinks called Igloos. Igloos came in just about every flavor combination you could imagine, and although they were already pretty intoxicating, you could increase the alcohol content by adding a shot (or two, or three...)
Today while driving to my parent's house, I saw a small billboard for a place called Eskimo Hut, touting "frozen daquiris to go!" Out of sheer curiousity, I stopped in, discovering that this place is indeed of the same nature as my favorite convenience store in my college town. $7 acquired me a medium orange and cream slush with 2 extra shots, complete with a hermetically sealed bag over the styrofoam cup stating "The state of Texas and Eskimo Hut strongly encourage you to refrain from opening this bag until you have left your motor vehicle." Damn open container laws.
I'm in heaven. And did I mention the owner is a complete and total hottie? Who carded me? (I could've hugged him right then...) I think I'll be heading up to visit my parents more often...
Fun(?) thing #3 - the man who likes boobs: Actually, the jury is still out on this one. I met a really nice guy last weekend. He's sweet and a little bit dorky, which for me, is a good thing. However, he is not a very good kisser.
I simply cannot stand kissing someone who comes at you with their tongue already out, ready to jam it into your mouth with very little attention paid to the lips. Kissing should be mostly about the lip action, with the tongue secondary; a pleasant afterthought to be saved for once the lips are all working together in harmony. Should this problem be a deal breaker? I can't say. Hopefully, this is something that can be rectified, but is he likely to be receptive to change at 37? And training a good kisser takes a lot of effort...
Tonight is the vital third date, and quite frankly, I'm feeling a little apprehensive. If the kissing is bad, what else might be bad? Do I really want to test this theory? Do even want to go out with him tonight? Do I like him enough to exert the effort? Argh. Help.
Maybe it'll all be better after I finish my orange and cream slush... I'm taking it in the shower with me.
The Flipside has found
All sorts of new fun
While travelling the town.
The waxer, drink mixer,
a man who likes boobs,
And with DVR,
never missing the tube!
Okay, okay, poetry is not my strong suit.
Seriously though...
Fun thing #1 - the waxer: I fould this aesthetician out near where I work (in the boonies) who does bikini waxes for only $20. Her office is in a bank building... not extravagant, but very clean and calming, and she did a great job. What a steal - the last place I went for a bikini wax was upwards of $50, and that didn't even include a Brazilian. Then, we'd be talking $80 or more. (New place: $35!) I had convinced myself I couldn't afford such luxuries anymore. I'm so psyched. No more shaving! No more bumps!Yay!
Fun thing #2 - drink mixer: There was this place in small college town where I went to school called Double Quick. It was an extraordinarily fabulous place. Technically, it was a drive-thru convenience store, but they also sold these frozen drinks called Igloos. Igloos came in just about every flavor combination you could imagine, and although they were already pretty intoxicating, you could increase the alcohol content by adding a shot (or two, or three...)
Today while driving to my parent's house, I saw a small billboard for a place called Eskimo Hut, touting "frozen daquiris to go!" Out of sheer curiousity, I stopped in, discovering that this place is indeed of the same nature as my favorite convenience store in my college town. $7 acquired me a medium orange and cream slush with 2 extra shots, complete with a hermetically sealed bag over the styrofoam cup stating "The state of Texas and Eskimo Hut strongly encourage you to refrain from opening this bag until you have left your motor vehicle." Damn open container laws.
I'm in heaven. And did I mention the owner is a complete and total hottie? Who carded me? (I could've hugged him right then...) I think I'll be heading up to visit my parents more often...
Fun(?) thing #3 - the man who likes boobs: Actually, the jury is still out on this one. I met a really nice guy last weekend. He's sweet and a little bit dorky, which for me, is a good thing. However, he is not a very good kisser.
I simply cannot stand kissing someone who comes at you with their tongue already out, ready to jam it into your mouth with very little attention paid to the lips. Kissing should be mostly about the lip action, with the tongue secondary; a pleasant afterthought to be saved for once the lips are all working together in harmony. Should this problem be a deal breaker? I can't say. Hopefully, this is something that can be rectified, but is he likely to be receptive to change at 37? And training a good kisser takes a lot of effort...
Tonight is the vital third date, and quite frankly, I'm feeling a little apprehensive. If the kissing is bad, what else might be bad? Do I really want to test this theory? Do even want to go out with him tonight? Do I like him enough to exert the effort? Argh. Help.
Maybe it'll all be better after I finish my orange and cream slush... I'm taking it in the shower with me.
posted by Flipside at 4:34 PM
3 Comments:
Sooo....how was the date???
Umm... I flaked.
I cancelled on him due to nerves and gave him some lame excuse about familial obligations. However, we did have brunch with lots of mimosas on Sunday... a much lower-pressure scenario.
I'm really not a prude, but I sure am acting like one...
<---Nicole btw...I've been the past couple of anons posting here. ;)
I understand and have done something similar before. At least you went to brunch and didn't completely blow him off. How was that?
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