Friday, February 4, 2011

Good Things Come in Small Packages

I had the time of my life tonight.

Well, not my actual life.  I had a terrific date with a man who, short.

But here's the thing...for some reason, I didn't care.

I was wearing 4 inch heels with a little platform to boot. (Making me 5 inches taller.)

I towered over the man.

Do you think it bothered him?  Nope.

We met at an exclusive restaurant.

We had lobster and...well, ya know.

He forced me to take home several desserts for my nephews.

And something so small...something I'd forgotten men should do...he paid for my valet.

I forgot men did that.


Train Wreck said...

haha I love to read your posts! You are so darn witty and write so well, I am always on the edge of my seat! Missed you and your handsome fellas. I will be back to hear about your next date...are you going out with the Valet Payer again?

Charmaine said...

Train Wreck...of course I am. giggle.