The promised cold front has hit.
Jasmine and I had a brisk walk.
Dodging the raindrops.
On the upside, the house is nice and cosy.
Lately, I have been waking up at, about eleven, very hot.
Which got me thinking about soapies and movies.
Can’t see the connection?
There isn’t one.
Have you noticed how people wake up, in the mornings, on soapies, and get amorous?
This just does not happen in real life.
What about morning breath?
Come on, let’s get real.
Who, on earth, wants to get up close and personal with someone who has not brushed their teeth?
Also, they do the dirty and lie there and say Wow.
Or words to that effect.
And they still have most of their clothes on.
Is this some sort of birth control I know nothing about?
Maybe I am old fashioned but I thought being stark naked was part of the fun.
Old skin and all.
We do the dirty by the light of the TV.
Mex puts it on the music channel.
Which is just as well.
Otherwise I might be tempted to look over his shoulder to see what I am missing.
And, YES, to my younger followers.
Seventy year olds still DO it!