Jealous, maybe?

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I am going on a date tonight.
With two men.
To see another man.
Who will serenade us with his smoothness.
I am in love with only one of them.
Head over heels, in fact.
He loves me, too.
So much so that I wrote on his forehead last night with a marker and he let me.
Just because he was asleep, doesn't mean he didn't want me to do it.
And tonight, he will be the best looking cowboy out there.
Because he'll have me on his arm.
Oh, and because HE JUST IS.

Comments

Kim said…
I'm jealous, I would love a fun date night. And I love the marker idea, I wonder if I could get away with it with my mike.
And just to respond to your comment on my blog that I should see you rockin out. I've seen your moves girl and their SWEET! Wish we could be rockin together like we were that night with Jes and Kristen in my house, ya know, when you were totally schoolin us to Ice, Ice Baby. You were Smokin Hot girl!!
November 8, 2008 at 2:27 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
K...so where are you going? ...who is going to serenade you? I want to be serenaded with someone's smoothness. Can you share?
November 8, 2008 at 3:16 PM
Kevin and Carrie said…
No I am not really jealous that you get to be serenaded by a guy... that might weird me out a bit... Plus, I can play the guitar anytime I want and serenade myself. If only I could fall in love with myself from my smoothness. Oh well. P.S. Jim Carrey says hello. Carrie sends her love. As do I. I sent it in a small box which should arrive shortly. (Note: I did not actually send a box of love... It was a figure of speech)

my word verification is: losios
November 8, 2008 at 10:31 PM
Jesika said…
You 2 are so cute! And, I too want to try the marker on the forehead! Hilarious! I can see Kris's face now!
November 10, 2008 at 8:30 AM
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