October energy kicks in
Mood:  flirty
Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Monday 6:22pm 16Oct06

Woke up hungry this morning but too late to make my smoothies. Damn that snooze button! As I bathed I contemplated what I could have for breakfast given my shaky funds and remembered that I had a United Way leadership breakfast this morning! Yippee! Had scrambled eggs, stuffed French toast, fruit kabobs, orange juice and coffee.

It's nice when the cosmos save my feeding frenzy.

Got to see one of my very cute contractors and he told me that his project is done so tomorrow is good-bye unless I find the guts to ask him if he's single... It might be time to stop wearing my mother's wedding rings and making everybody think that I'm married. Mind you my guys are good at telling people that I'm single.

Anyway cute contractor who is at least 6'5" (where are all these tall men coming from and keep em comin') and is so good to look at he's almost pretty bought me a bottle of Shiraz (my favorite... he asked) for all the help I've given him during his project. He was so discreet about it that he made me nervous. First he came to my office with these three little items that he said were for building services. Normally our guys go up to retrieve them. Then he pulled me out of the office and said that he'd actually come to see me and asked me what kind of wine I liked. Um, his favorite too. ha ha! When he brought me the wine he called me to meet him on the Concourse all clandestine like and handed me the bottle in a nice container with a card (he has great handwriting! Sexy!) and then we both got flustered and we took off in opposite directions. Lolo, I have your disease! ha ha!

I'm bogged down at work with all the last minute things I need to take care of before I go on VAY-CAY. I'd sent an email to my contractors that prefer to deal with me and The Guy called me to say, "what's this about you going on vacation? You can't go on vacation. You know I can't deal with you gone. In the midst of our very long phone conversation that raised the eyebrows of my office partner Ado, he asked me if I had any writing that he could read. I say I have two blogs. Then realize that I've been talking about him on said blogs. Do I wipe every trace of him off my blogs? Do I change those entries to private so he doesn't come across them? Do I need a psychiatric evaluation? ha ha!

So far, he's not that interested in the blogs and more interested in reading my real writing. I somehow guided the conversation away from my writing as a whole and again he asked, "Do you have any writing that I can read?" Gotta love a man that sticks to a point and can hook a girl fish when she tries to disappear under the reefs or something watery like that. The Piscean evasion tactics...

Today's entry is brought to you by the makers of Crack Cocaine. Everything was about crack today. I was wired from the coffee I drank this morning. Crack caffeine with crack sugar, as I called it. I said I was going to the International Festival of Author's my yearly crack addiction. The positive male attention I received today... sigh! some kind of crack something or other.

It was a fine day! The September energy has finally made way for the October surprises that I was expecting. What fun! And Zelda keeps coming up to the desk to stare lovingly into my eyes and attack my hair. Since the braids of this weekend she now finds my hair fascinating and attackable. Too funny!

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