My coworker told me that one day. I know. I agree. I am not a moose, but I am not a tiny girl. When I am country dancing I see these girls doing lifts and flying in the air and I am amazed. Handsome man and I were watching a mountain of a man dance; he and his partner were doing crazy lifts.
Later in the evening I decided he should teach me some moves (Don't worry: I wasn't suggesting he throw me over his shoulder.) Well the next thing I knew, he was throwing me.
It was crazy! He had me doing a backflip, several crazy dips and this thing where he just threw me around like a rag doll for a little while! It was the craziest thing. Handsome man just stood there watching and laughing. And of course immediately after the dance was over he came to share the funniness of what had just happened. I was still dizzy after he dropped me off.
I ran into handsome man today downtown. I was at lunch with two of my coworkers and a roommate. He came in and joined us. It was a little weird because I felt like I was being evaluated by my coworkers. It was fun to see him though. Oh wait. I always like to see him...
Here's hoping my make-up motorcycle ride comes soon...
1 comment:
umm I like that whenever you refer to "your special friend" you call him "hansom man." I think it is sweet.
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