I dont go out on Sunday nights..not ever. Well, not that often dressed. Ok, ok, so I dont MOST of the time, but occasionally do. Last night was one of those times when I did. I attribute that to 3 factors...1. on vacation this week. 2. no money for travel. 3. I said something silly about coming out dressed and the bartender last week and the bartender asked me point blank if I was or was not because he was going to (and here are the important words: BRING HIS CAMERA.
Yes, this girl is vain and the thoughts of someone willing to take pictures is a powerful incentive to go out. So out I went.
Last night, I did a bit of what I always do when I go out. I talked trash with Richard and others, including the bartender who is a great gentleman. I want one like him only he unfortunately is not interested in my particular type of "gurl" or my type of anything..has his own at home. (darn it..grin), but does treat me as the Queen I think I am. Guess I will just keep looking..maybe someday. (sigh). Finally, I found a guy who was willing to be a prop both for pictures, and for a little flirting...in other words, a good time was had by all..or at least ME, and that is who we are talking about right now. LOL