yeah I know you did not ask!
You should so be blessed – well cursed at times actually – with a mind such as mine, making all these weird connections between my rumored neurons. Just be thankful that I do not share all of my random thoughts.
Overheard…
I was standing in line at the supermarket, well, Schnucks, if you must know. In front of me were two young women, thirty-somethings, who, from the contents of their shopping cart, looked like they were buying for a party.
First one says to the second, “I heard your ex-husband had a blind date last night. Good for him.”
“Well, maybe,” said the second one, “I am still good friends with the wife of one of his buddies. She told me he told his buddy that his date had been a well worn pincushion full of little red flags.”
“Does not sound like there is going to be a second date,” said the first gal.
“I would guess not,” said the second.
They went on to other topics less worthy of my eavesdropping.
