Random Thoughts and Things

Speaking of Random, I’d like to send a very special welcome home to Random Esquire!  I’ve missed you pumpkin! 

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, this QTMama made a friend at work.  A good friend, as a matter of fact.   He was … intelligent, respectful, politically correct and extremely knowledgeable in so many area’s for the very few years he’s been on this earth.  He was like a Prince Charming for her because she began to see him for the fabulous wit he had, the shit-eating grin that was only recognizable to those who knew him well, the honesty he handled everything with, the sarcasm that was so cleverly disguised in ordinary words, and the fun she began to have with him.  I believe it was his honesty that she admired the most.  And while it sometimes caught her off-guard, she admired it, and him for what he was.  She trusted him. As most fairy tales come to an end, her Prince Charming had to set off on his gleaming white horse for another adventure, and while it made her sad that he was to leave her, she was happy for him as well.  The good news?  We’ve stayed in contact.  The better news?  A mutual friend of ours is getting married, and I’ve nagged Prince Charming into flying here for the wedding and to be my date!  QT is excited to see you, PC. 

I have what I consider to be an unnatural love for Bacon.  I could eat Bacon all day, for every meal, any day of the week.  Irishman told me that in Ireland, bacon is called rashers.  Or are the pigs called rashers?  Hmm, regardless.  Sometimes I crave the bacon.

Wingman,  I got your message.    I will return your call promptly.  Sort of.

I was texting with ShaNaNa this morning.  I revealed to her a VERY LARGE embarrassing moment for me (that shall never be mentioned here!) , and she laughed at me via text.  *grin*  How do you not admire that in a friendship? 

I asked Pokerman to join me on Friday evening.  I believe this to be a large step for me, as he’ll be introduced to some of my friends.  One very good friend indeed.

My mommy is on her fifth day of not smoking in over 35 years.  I’m in awe.  And thankful that she’s making the effort.

 I am craving Salsarita’s for lunch.  Must go there.

What is it about ignoring men that make them want you more?  I’m trying hard to understand. 

Emilee is so damn cute I can’t stand it.  She blinks her eyes and says “Mama, I’m twinking at you!”