I am a lively, lonely 49 year old newly divorced lady having the time of my life in a town I call Tonaskagasket. I do not smoke. Cigarettes. I do enjoy a cocktail now and again. I am quite an accomplished mixologist. My most requested cocktail is "Sex on the Beach with a Big O". I augment the official recipe by using green olives and pickled ginger. Yum. Ironically, though I can mix booze into dozens of tasty concoctions I have only been drunk once in my life. That being the night that led to my life's number one accomplishment, that being my dear son Fade. Fade is soon gonna be 20. How the years have flown. Fade father, Palbert, long ago flew the coop, he may still be alive, but I choose to think of myself as a gay divorcee. I get more dates that way. My current significant other is a tad younger than me. His name is not going to be mentioned (it rhymes with Madam) and he is the best looking sweet young thing I've ever known. With a great shapely butt. I love a man with a great butt. I don't know why for sure, but I think it somehow is wired into my DNA, somehow I equate a great butt with the butt owner being a great lover. That's sure been my experience, typed while blushing bright red, sharing these secrets with relative strangers, and strange relatives. Anyway, I'm just tootling along and even though I know this MySpace thing is for young kids I see no reason why an old gal of extreme vintage like me can't have fun here too....
I'd like to dedicate this Harry Nilsson video to my #1 Internet Affair, who shall remain nameless, but you know who you are....this song expresses my sentiments precisely, so please excuse its vulgarity....
One of my Internet Affair Boyfriends sent me this. Is he trying to tell me something????
