Once upon a date
I don't know about y'all but I was just celebrating the beginning of Spring, but somehow in the last few days, the gods vexed and now its cold even in Texas. Had to burst out the turtlenecks and boots again (speaking of boots, I have these pair of knee highs that always make me feel sexy and on top of the world, but I digress). Today it's all rainy and dark and gloomy and all that jazz. This girl is not happy at all. I want my sun and heat back! In my ever cluttered brain of non stop thoughts, the other day I pulled out a memory of a date I went on, back when I was young and actually went on dates. It always makes me laugh so I thought I'd share. So, in my old apartment complex I'm checking my mail and this black dude comes by to check his mail also. I could feel him staring but I thought nothing of it - I promise I say this with 95% humility, African American men love me, so I am accustomed to them staring and I just ignore them unless they say something. Well this...