Tell that to the blue hair Canadian restaurant owners in Barra de Navidad or a silver hair condo owner living on the side of Nob Hill. The one with a 600 series Mercedes and social plans for the rest of my life. With four granddaughters it is IMPOSSIBLE to live "alone". You perhaps underestimate the social engineering inherent in the "X" chromosome. It vies with "shopping" for dominance in the personality.
Oh WE have to be ready to go over to the "xxxx's at eight o'clock". Let me pick out your tie.
Yeah? WE? You gotta frog in your pocket? Tienes rana en su bolsa?
Cindy baits me with promises associated with being a "kept man". I ain't worth it sweetie. How do you tell your friends your boyfriend's furnishing motif is "Early Power Supply"?
Remember those early television movies about Vaudeville? The last time to Barra de Navidad a huge hook came out of a water-side restaurant and yanked me to the door "Oooooh David! What a miracle, just have just GOT TO try this new recipe"
I looked back, Brenda had fallen to her knees clutching her sides tears streaming down her cheeks. The girls formed a circle chanting a Mexican nursery rhyme rotating clockwise. Jesus was winking at me.
I am too OLD or that kind of nonsense.
