I’m a romantic; I believe in love. And in my book, there is nothing better than waking up next to your sexy boyfriend in the morning, or crawling into bed together, for a good night’s sleep. Sharing a bed with your boyfriend is one of the great pleasures of life. It is ….
My day’s been a mixed bag, but I accomplished a whole bunch of aggravating stuff, and now they are done and I feel better about going into the week. Look out, Monday!
I’m home by myself tonight. My boyfriend’s in Minneapolis, and I could have hosted someone for dinner, but I kinda felt like being alone. That’s okay, isn’t it? Craving solitude doesn’t make you anti-social, does it?
I’m listening to Mott the Hoople’s All the Young Dudes as I write this. A cool front has moved into central Florida. I’ve turned off the a/c and opened the windows; it’s nice. Dinner tonight is leftovers and a fresh fruit salad. I may watch a bit of NFL football while I dine. Then I’ll read for a spell.
Have a nice Sunday night, everyone.