A picture from last evening.
That is Jasmine’s butt you can just see.
She is busy eating, a really revolting, piece of overripe seaweed.
Thought you would like to know that.
So…yes…I am looking for a new man.
There are one of two requirements for this man.
He must be able to lie.
Now I don’t mean the sort of “NO, I am not having an affair with the hot blonde next door” lie.
When I comment that I am getting a whole load of wrinkles I want him to say “don’t be silly”
When I scream as I get on the scale I want him to say “Gee love ,I can’t see any difference”
When I mention that I have a crop of grey hairs popping out I don’t want him to say “yes, I noticed that”
I don’t want him to comment that my boobs have gone up three cup sizes.
If he can’t tell little (big)white lies……
I want him to have VERY bad eyesight.