Our conversation went something like this....
"Allison, are those new jeans?" she asks in her regular I'm-assessing-your-outfit kind of way, wondering if she can go and get the same ones.
"No, mom, I've had these for awhile, they aren't new," I answer, sipping my tea in the kitchen.
"Hmmmmm, new shirt maybe then but you look cute today, so have you been on any dates?" and she slips it in there like only she can, in between opening up cabinets to act like she's really not that interested in my answer but totally is as she glances over her left shoulder.
"Nope, Jules, I haven't," I say, using a certain term of endearment only when she reaches that point of fishing for information, then I take a gulp of my tea as I sit on her kitchen counter crossing my legs as I ready for the firing line of harmless questioning.
"Hmm, well why not?" she asks, putting her hands on her hip, waiting anxiously for my answer while she taps her foot.
I laugh to myself and sigh, "Mommmmmm, I'm really looking forward to having a single sexy summer - a S.S.S," I quickly shoot back, and then realizing it sounds like a terrific idea all at the same time.
Thinks about my S.S.S idea for a minute then adds matter-of-factly, "Well I'd make it an S.S.S.S."
Laughing at her bizarre addition to my newly coined phrase, I ask, "What is the extra S for?"
"Sports car - a single sexy summer in a sports car," she says as IF I should've known what the extra S was added in for and she walks off into the living room, pleased with herself and our conversation for the moment.
I shared this story with a few single friends and over many hey tells and vodka sodas later, we all agreed that we are in serious need of a single sexy summer of friends, late nights, dinner parties, new prospects, new happy hour spots, wine tours, Indians games, even later brunches with mimosas, bloody mary's, eggs benedict and french toast followed by lazy Sundays at the beach, on a patio or at a pool where we safely tan ourselves with oversized hats and SPF 50.
(That's right, 50 people, because you can always add more bronzer if needed.)
And, of course, a few outdoor concerts and weekend getaway trips thrown into the mix to make this an eventful summer worth remembering and laughing about in years to come.
|Me to a T.|
|it's that much better if it's caught on an iPhone|
So, in the words of Jules, I should be on the look out for a guy in a sports car.....
Editor's note: Dear Lisa - it was a hilarious breath of fresh air running into you outside of my building the other day. You had me laughing hysterically and I loved how truly excited you were to meet me in person. Thanks to you and your friends for continuing to read my blog. And, I assure you ladies - I'm not dating anyone at the moment. Even IF I skip blogging a few days.....