What did you learn last night.

There are times when it's lousy to be a grown up. Don't get me wrong. There are perks to being a grown up. Yeppers there are. Sex and driving are two perks that come to mind. But still, even with sex and driving, there are times when being a responsible adult just really bugs. Like tonight, There I was all pleasantly involved with the The Late Late Show. Craig Ferguson was terrific. It was a great show.  Really funny. And kindness seemed to be back without the major sarcasm. It was a lovely way to spend the evening. Then came the final moments of the show. I love this part even more than emails or  Prince Charles Walking. The jingle played, the kitty mewed, the shoes came off, and the feet went up on the desk. So far so good. There was the mini confessional about Lake Bell kissing her costar Cameron Diaz. It was funny in a good non- misogynistic way. And then it happened. He looked right into the camera and used the "L" word. My heart did a flip and was about to dive into the pool of delusion  when my grownup side came out and stopped it.  

Now look, first of all, the man doesn't know me. I know that.  Second, the adult voice in my head lectured, Mr. Ferguson has a girlfriend. Not just any girlfriend, nope, she's what they call here "a brick house" girlfriend. A "decorate the arm" girl friend.  A "trophy" girlfriend. At least that's what folks on the internet say. I got to say from the photos on the internet? The girl is just beautiful. Probably nice person. I don't know because I don't know her but  of course he had to be talking to his girlfriend. Sigh. But ya' know,  the 12 year old in me, along with alot of other women,  at that moment I suspect, sighed our collective sighs and said a silent, "Oh if only." Yeah the 12 year old in me just prayed hard that maybe a miracle would happen. The adult in me just wouldn't let me get to that state of delusional to believe it.

I just can't do delusional. 

Alas, the adult comes out and tells the 12 year old. Pffst Sheesh, girl. Grow up.  You aren't 12 and this isn't The Beatles.  John Lennon NEVER showed up at your door no matter how hard you prayed. NEVER.  Grow up.

Durn.

You know it was kind of like the only date I ever went on in high school. I was 16. My best friend in high school felt bad that I was such a nerd that no one wanted to ask me out. So my friend, the fella I had a secret crush on and who I had listened to for hours go on about his girl friends and crushes, asked me out. He did it because he cared about me, well he cared like a guyfriend not anyone who was actually interested. He just didn't want his friend go through life without EVER being asked out. So he asked me. It would have been perfect if he'd actually thought of me as a female and not an equal. LOL. Pat Garret and Billy the Kid at the Drive In. My first kiss, The only time I made out with a guy was in the "make out" car at the Drive In watching Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid. He snuck us in. Brought me home and kissed me good night. I gave him a butterfly and he gave me a playing card. Six or maybe the eight of hearts I think. I was so sentimental that I kept that card for years. Kept it tucked safe in my jewelry box. Years later, after his jerk of an ex-wife left him for another woman he asked me out again. This time I didn't go. His dad later told me he finally met and married the right girl. That they were really happy.

I'm glad for him. If it wasn't for him I don't think I would have survived High School. Nice guy.

That kind of sums up my love life.  Nice guys who feel sorry for me and therefore asked me out. While they were waiting for someone else to come along. Kind of pathetic.

Oh well. Just like that one date was supposed to let me know what a "real" date was supposed to look like so I wouldn't go through life never knowing. I guess I now know. Yeppers I now know  what someone saying the words, " I guess you know I love you." is supposed to sound like.  The way I would have wanted it to look like. It was perfect. Of course, like that date in high school, it was said by a man who was waiting for someone else to come along. Worse this time.

He doesn't even know my name. Got to love funny.

He's a good actor though. He should make another movie. A romantic comedy. With the right leading lady or man he'd be fantastic. He'd have the ladies swooning in the aisles. Of course he already does. I predict it would be a great success.

Yeppers. Hmm about sleep. Got to  go get some. Sleep.

I'm falling asleep at the keyboard.

What? You still can't sleep? You want something else to read?

Hmmm . Okay.

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Cya'  later,

Ann

Listening to kd lang* Watershed* The songs are like lullabys that will hopefully lull me to sleep.

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