A week or so back I was coming home from work and stopped at the grocery store to pick up a couple of items. I pushed my buggy down the produce aisle and found it block by a fine looking backside. I said "excuse me please" and the backside transformed into a very comely blonde woman. Five seven or so, shoulder length hair, trim but full in all the right spots. She and I exchanged a little banter and I moved on down the aisle. A few rows away I turned the corner and almost ran into her. A little more flirtation exchange occurred. Three or four more rows and SHE almost waylaid me. Once again, heavy flirtation fallowed. Now get this...It happened AGAIN! And yes the flirting was very heavy. She commented that she wasn't really trying to run me over and after giving her the up and down, I said I wouldn't mind her running into me at all. She pushed her buggy down the aisle while looking over her shoulder and giving that proverbial hair toss.
I have been back a couple time just scouting the terrain. Today I made a quick grocery run and low and behold, the Goddess works there! I managed to get in her lane and she recognized me right off. We exchanged names with a little light banter and due to the heavy Sunday traffic in the store that's as far as we got. In addition to the good looks, she seems very nice. I tell ya, I feel good about this. I will try to move this further along with a number exchange and a date request. I'm really looking forward to this next phase of my new life. Really I am.
Now for the other news. I have been wanting a dog. I've had dogs all my life. In the divorce I lost my buddy, Evo. Evo was a good looking, highly intelligent German shepherd. When the ex walked out on me she left the dog with me.When the divorce came around guess what she wanted? Yep, the dog she left behind. So, after watching last weeks Westminster kennel show, I started looking for a dog, a companion, a buddy. I was talking about this with a coworker and she told me that the Assistant Store Manager has a few dog he was trying to place and that she had just got a Chihuahua from him. I sought him out and found that he has a five year old English Bulldog to place. His wife is going to call me with some qualifying questions and then the bruiser will be mine. I understand these dogs have there own personalities, needs and problems and the dog is a male and I well know what that entails so I'm going into this with my eyes wide open. I have been doing my research on Bulldogs and am looking forward to this new union.
2 comments:
Go for it, brother!
You never know what could happen with the grocery store gal.
Good luck.
Watch out, man. That's exactly how I ended up married again except that our meeting was in the library.
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