Ladies, do you remember the opening scene of "Grease" when Danny and Sandy are romping on a gorgeous, romantic beach as their summer draws to a close?
Well, that very beach--Matador Beach--will become the site of my first date with Super Cute Jazz Guy. Tomorrow. Labor Day. (I'd like to nod to "When Harry Met Sally" here and note that I HAVE A DATE FOR A NATIONAL HOLIDAY. It's been a long time; what can I say.)
Anyhoo...Super Cute Jazz Guy left me a very nice voicemail this afternoon asking me to go to Matador Beach with him tomorrow, to which I was tempted to reply "Me bull, you matador...you spear me with big sword" (Needless to say I did not, but it did cross my mind.) And I will happily admit that I woke up thinking about Super Cute Jazz Guy on Saturday morning...feeling a little like Stella, right after she gets her groove back. Yeah, baby.
So here I am, groove back and feeling...feisty. And headed, tomorrow, on the first date I have have been on in months. I'm not gonna lie. I am excited. And friends, if you saw him you'd be excited too...because he's quite handsome and lovely (and how often have I been able to say that?)
More on all this soon...summer's almost over but apparently it ain't too late to have a romp on Matador Beach...ooooh, can't wait to have me a blast!
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