Today's guest post comes to you from Mimi at Living in France. At this point, I can't even remember how I found Mimi. Did she find me? Who knows! What I do know is that she never fails to make me laugh. If you're not following her, you're missing out. She brings the joy, people.
Hi everyone! I'm so completely freakin' flattered that hotpants™ asked me to do a guest post for her! She's my homegirl. <--- She taught me that homegirl is, indeed, one word. Where would we all be without her?! I shudder to even think about it. If you don't know me or read my blog, then you
Without anymore yammering, here is an F-Bomb Friday for ya. And, people, I saved this one. I saved it for you!
Okay, maybe I was too embarrassed to post it on my blog which may or may not because my aunt reads it. You will understand what that means when I shut the heck up and just get on with it.
And, yeah, I'm a married stay at home mom who is a bit on the
I had no business checking anyone out.
Especially at a funeral.
Let me clarify that.
Especially at my Grandmother's funeral.
I'm a complete asshat sometimes.
Onto the good stuff.
Here we are, my entire family and a few close friends who I don't know, in a church. We're gathered in our Sunday best to pay our last respects to my 83 year old grandmother. There were a bunch of people from out of town there who I didn't recognize. Family and friends both.
So, I'm sitting there worrying about my stupid pantyhose and I notice a nice looking man across the lobby.
I'm thinking that I like his goatee... he's slim, tall, blond (which usually isn't my thing) and looks pretty stylish.
Wonder if he's single?
**checks the ring finger**
Does he have a girlfriend?
**looks for women around him**
Nope. Just my cousins.*
Wonder how old he is?
**tries to see if there are wrinkles**
Hm. Not old, but older than me.
Wonder if he's friendly...
**smiles at him**
Yep, he's friendly! Smiled back!
Must find out his name.
**leans over and asks my mom, "Who's that guy over there?"**
"Oh, that's Chris.** You know. Your cousin."
***sounds of tires coming to a screeching halt***
In my defense (and I totally need one here) I hadn't seen Chris in 8 years.
Tell me you don't check for wedding rings on good looking guys whether you're married or not.
*Hello. Cousins? Should've been a red flag on that one.
**Like I'm gonna use his real name. I have to protect the innocent. And myself.
Thank you for letting me guest post, hotpants™!
Have a great weekend, everyone!