Kissin’ Bandit

That’s me!

Exceptionally funny, actually. (To me anyway.) I love kissing. I also like to take pictures of myself and another kissing. AKA: KissyFace. Now don’t get me wrong, I prefer to lock lips with one that I truly care for and connect with…however, *those* smoochables are far away… *sigh*

A couple nights ago, I was posting pictures of the last concert I attended. I came across the one of thee infamous photo booth at my favorite venue and well, it brought back a sweet memory.

(in aforementioned photo booth…) ———————->

It also prompted me to reflect on the kisses that have made me dizzy over the years…

How I love me some kissin’. Where the hell is Romeo, dammit? Oh yeah, he moved to Mexico…

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I Just Can’t Help It…

Ummm…yeah…this would be about Romeo.

*sigh*

That boy just does it for me. The way he looks at me, the way he touches me and the way that boy kisses me…makes me DIZZY.

Physically Dizzy.

He flew over to spend some time with his parents and me. I drove over to Tampa to pick him up and spent the day in my old stomping grounds. It was like being in Wine Country again…only without the vineyards and wine. Ha. The thing about Tampa is, there are a multitude of funky, romantic and overall fanspankintabulous establishments to sip a cocktail and just chill. And that’s precisely what we did…for 15 hours straight. We had a few food samplings along the way to boot. Heaven. Pure Heaven, I tell ya. Can I just tell you how much fun we have together and how I love being in a room full of people and we are the only people we see? You know what I’m talking about…it’s magical.

Damn him. Damn Romeo. Damn, Damn Romeo and what he does to me…

And we talked. Did we ever talk. Romeo and I are brutally honest with each other and I am grateful of that. Compounded with the copious amounts of alcohol I consumed (including an Irish Car Bomb ~ that I swore I’d never set my lips to again after a dreadful experience with it a few years ago. Dude…it was BAD…as in throwing up my guts in my sleep BAD. Yeah, and did I mention I was a guest at a friend’s house? Yeah…*that* was a dandy…), <back to my original thought> I had no governor on what I was thinking or feeling. It’s all still up in the air, with no knowing where the pieces will fall when they do. The thing is, I’m not going to worry about the future of us, I’m going to enjoy the now…for now anyway. It’s far too heavenly not to…I just can’t help it!

*sigh*

So yeah, perhaps I’m worse off than I was before because I’ve been sipping (again) from this Well of Sweetness and I’m too drunk and happy to think.

Flirt~A~Day: Up MY Alley

So yes…while keeping up with my blog addiction Reader, I peruse Dad’s House’s recent entry and does it ever sound like Tomfoolery Heaven. Now, I’m a [self-proclaimed] skillful flirt as it is, but to be consciously aware of making it a point to do so daily, that’s an adventure within itself!

December 1st: aka: Day 1 of F.A.D. ~ had coworkers written ALL over it. Younger men, or shall I say boys…entertaining myself has never been so easy. ::devilish grin::

I am going to set a few Ground Rules:

FLIRT:

Must be Face~to~Face

Must be with different person each day/NO repeats count

Must be recognized by Flirtee

Must be recorded


I will update here. An everyday accountability to myself. Flirt, Dammit!

12/1 ~ Boys from work: Puppies. They eat it up.

12/2 ~ Exchanged smiles with a man at Office Depot while walking the aisles for printer ink.

12/3 ~ My target today was Johnny Law. A tall, skinny drink of water at that. A cutie.

12/4 ~ The neighboring car “checkout”, and double take triple take. (both parties) 😉

12/5 ~ Single dad of three at Publix. He blushed.

12/6 ~ My Johnny Law peep. We not only flirted, we made out too.

12/7 ~ Stayed around the house all day. Will double up tomorrow! ;P

12/8 ~ 1.Über Hot lifeguard at pool I swim at / 2. New hottie @ work. 😛

12/9 ~ ?

12/10 ~ ?

12/11 ~ Cute single-looking (no ring or wife) dad @ school function.

12/12 ~ Exchanged numbers/texts/phone call/and a brief hangout (it was late…we were all a little beyond buzzed) with NashVegas Man.

12/13 ~ ?

12/14 ~ Hung out with Pedro. I suppose there may have been flirting…

12/15 ~ ?

12/16 ~ ?

12/17 ~ Woah…chatted a bit about frozen pizza prices with European HOTTIE at grocery store. (damn socks with his sandals…)

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Stay tuned for my Flirting Adventures for the month of December….and won’t YOU join in on the F.U.N.??

Procrastination

Sometimes, I could swear I am the most distracted person alive. LeBlon knows this ever so well about me and posted this on my facebook wall:

I love LeBlon.

Red Wine & Whisky

It’s my weekend with the munkees and I had conceded to a quiet friday night of reading blogs & cleaning house (oooooh…the recipe for Ultimate Excitement). HA. Well, so much for what I thought…come 11:25pm

(several texts combined & tweaked for interest’s sake)

LJ: “whatcha doin chica?”

Me: “trying to clean.”

LJ: “yeah sure, what? the computer screen? haha”

Me: “No Bioootch, my kitchen. Come over? Wine?”

LJ: “I’ll get some. red or white?”

Me: “whatever”

LJ: “K. see you soon”

Roughly 40 minutes later, LJ graces my kitchen toting a brown paper bag concealing the bottle of Clos Du Bois Merlot the bartender at our frequent watering hole has generously gifted to her/us. Continue reading