standing at a concert and realizing you are surrounded by devastatingly good looking TALL men (tall as in my 5′9 frame came up to their shoulders! And 5 of them close to me! as in touching close…)…
Unhappiness is suddenly noticing how well dressed/groomed/put together and elusive said men are and coming to the conclusion that they are all gay…
Happiness is realizing that they aren’t actually gay.. they are just European!
Happiness is NOT….telling him you want to get married after years of saying you hate weddings. Oh yes…and after a night of too much alcohol. What is wrong with me??
that doesn’t sound so good JC
It was fuzzy…..very, very fuzzy.
But he’s a good man -let’s me pretend not to remember too much and doesn’t bring anything up that he thinks will embarrass me.
Could be worse….I could have cried while saying it!