May 17, 2006
Twice in my life I have awoken to the wishful thinking that I was 20 years younger. Why? Because lying next to me was the cutest, sweetest young man that I have ever had the pleasure of sharing pleasure. I met him on my 46th birthday. He and I just hit it off. Since it was my birthday, everyone in the Pub was looking out for me and wanted to make sure I had a safe way home. So Birthday Boy was my ride. Oh man, what a ride it was! Did I already mention how freakin' cute he is?