So hub and I were walking down a street in Boston a couple months ago when he said, "Hey there's that elephant.""What elephant?"
"The Ganeesh elephant."
"Where?" And sure enough in a store window was Ganeesh, a Hindu God.... a particular favorite of mine.....boy wonder....remover of obstacles.
The store had lots of Oriental furniture and a wall full of paintings/lithos/art.
Without warning, an entire row of pictures starting "yooo hoooo ing" at me.
"Stop now, I can't take you all home." It's okay when one piece of art calls out my name....but a crowd is disconcerting. "Take me home....take me home."
I asked the clerk what she knew about the paintings or if she had some idea what was written on each one.
"No, we haven't a clue. They just came in this way.""Interesting."
I picked the plump bottom girl with no panties. We had lots in common. I forget my panties too (sometimes).....I have a cat..... I had a bird....(unfortunately my Springer Spaniel ate it) and I liked Chinese calligraphy.
Tonight while getting the house ready for company. I sat down on the stairs. Plump bottom girl was leaning against the wall on the landing. All I needed was a hammer and a nail and she'd be home.
So we were sitting there looking at each other....when I began to "see" things I hadn't noticed before.......
Like her nipple was hanging out of her shirt. Like her cheeks were abnormally flushed. A fan was on the floor.....had she been lying down on the mat?... a resting cat.....a startled bird.
"Well my dear.....self-love or lover?"
I bet self-love.
A cat never looks content if a man's involved.....
And the writing? I can only imagine......
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