flowers et al

The flowers were from the gent who was supposed to take me out on Friday night. He took me out Sunday afternoon instead. It was sweet. And I'll leave it at that .... hoping there will be another one.

On other fronts, just reconnected via MySpace with my friend Simon who is the second boy I ever kissed... When we first met, I was 12 years old and he was 15 (he seemed so OLD). Now I'm 36 and he's 39 and it's just wild how time shapes itself into what and who are now. He used to write me these romantic love letters, mailed from Oakland, on blue stationary, in big loopy hand writing, each one started with "Dear Blue Eyes..." Ah, 12 years old.