Posted by Suzanne McMinn @ 12:30 am | Permalink
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Daily Farmhouse Journal
In email, in the not-so-distant past….
Me: I think you’re funny.
52: Funny ha-ha or funny peculiar?
Me, thinking….
Me: Both.
52: I think you’re nice.
Me, silent….. Days pass…..
52: Hi, Suzanne. Did you forget me already? You said you think I’m funny.
Me: Yes, I do think you’re funny! I think you would be a nice friend….. You seem so nice, but I think you might be too old for me. That sounds so mean…..
52: I’m not dead yet.
Me, thinking….
My friends: Suzanne, what are we going to do with you? Age is just a state of mind!
Me: But-
My friends: Suzanne!!!!! He’s so NICE!!!!
Me: I think he’s too nice for me.
My friends: Suzanne, you’re too good for ANY man, but since he’s nice, we will let him be your friend.
Me: But he’s old.
My friends: SUZANNE!!! 52 is NOT OLD!!!
Me, thinking…..
More to come…..
