It's raining men. Hallelujah. It's raining men. Every specimen!
Well not exactly - It's actually not raining. It's just winter cold... and every weatherman echoes that statement, except for one particular guy.
And even as cold as it is, I had some muy caliente business to take care of today. Warmed Singleville right up. Unfinished business of the male persuasion I should add. Now you're probably asking yourself why the mayor of Singleville is discussing unfinished business... why am I bringing weather from 07 into 08? Sometimes weather follows you. Sun. Rainclouds. Bolts of lightning. Tornadoes. Hurricanes. Just can't flee the weather even if you follow the sun.
Over the Christmas holidays a certain Charleston SC weatherman caught my eye. Dark. Debonair. Handsome. Prolific. And I promised myself that I would email him when I arrived home from Myrtle Beach... So life happened and I forgot to email him until today, a week later.
Well I agonized over what to email to this hot hunk of a man. And then I decidedly threw caution to the wind and asked him to marry me.... Have you ever done something totally berserk? Just thrown all caution to the wind, just for a moment, and just done something incredibly reckless just to let off some unfinished steam...? Well he may not read the email and he may not respond... but it gave me a rush... like hearing a clap of thunder awake you from sleep at 2a.m.. BOOM. One things for sure... He can do my weather report anytime...
In other weather news... Day 2 of living in Singleville wasn't so bad... Not a cloud in the sky as Wednesday began. Clouds began to roll in as I received the key to the city today and floated around on cloud nine... And the forecast calls for more of the same. Hey maybe I have a career as a meteorologist... And as far as I'm concerned its 77 degrees everyday in Singleville... Care to join me?
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