I must have been dreaming because early this morning I thought I met and was talking on the phone with another Alex. But maybe I was. Maybe I’ve been going after the wrong Alex LOL. This one is 33 years old and knows just the right things to say to me (most of the time). And he’s crazy just like me. And he called me pookie LOL. I liked that. I hope I get to talk to him again…I’m sure I will. He just might be crazy enough to want to talk to me again.
I ate at Long John Silver’s tonight…yummy chicken planks.
Okay now I have nothing left to say except it’s the weekend…yay! TTYL, RACH