.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}

supercallousedfragilemysticplaugedbyhalitosis

Ghandi was a great man and walked everywhere he went so the skin on his feet became very cracked and hard, and due to continual hunger strikes was fraile but maintained his amazing almost supernatural gifts of peace and understanding, but again due to his eating habbits his breath was horrible. So Ghandi was a...

My Photo
Name:
Location: Clawson, Michigan, United States

I am proud to say I am a Mother, a Daughter, a Student, an Employee, a Minister, a Healer, a Poet, a Cynic, an Activist, and many more things that change on a moment-by-moment basis. I live in constant amazement of this adventure we call life, and acknowledges that while the road may be bumpy, the ride is exciting. I graduated from the Registered Nurse program at Alpena Community College in May 2004. In August 2010 I received my BSN and the, ever the glutton for punishment I went back to school and obtained my MBA with a specialization in Healthcare Administration in May 2012. I am contemplating going on for my PhD APRN. If I decide to do that... SHOOT ME! I am a manager for a not for profit hospice agency based in Michigan, but the position allows me to work remotely so I may be traveling a lot over the next few years. I battled and defeated breast cancer and now I am living life to the fullest!

Friday, January 19, 2007

Clarification - I am not a whore

So, there seems to need to be a little clarification...

In one of my recent posts, I mentioned several men in my life...

They are..
The Husband - Paul
The Fiance - Michael
The Boyfriend - Matthew
The Cabana Boy - Bradley
The Yet to be Titled - Jeffrey

I am not a whore.

These are the important male friends in my life. Their titles are jokes in many ways.

The Fiance prefers his partners to have different plumbing than what I possess, if you get my drift. The people in Alpena seemed to think we were an item. Their assumptions made this title applicable. I'm good cover for the homophobic majority in this little po-dunk town.

The Boyfriend is married and lives in Denver. He is an Ex. (see other blog listing from August 2005 titled "Flames") but when he came to visit, he was innocently referred to as "my boyfriend" by my slightly confused son, who saw nothing wrong with his mom having a boyfriend, even though his teacher was aghast.

The Cabana Boy is living in Metro Detroit or the UP or somewhere else, I haven't seen him in ages. Purely a physical attraction. He's super tall and super skinny. Just how I like my men. Oh, and he has a brain! He doesn't even know he's been titled My Cabana Boy, but everyone else in my life knows that is his title.

The Yet to be Titled - Jeffrey; well, he is my good friend. I've had a lot of fun with him and his kids over the past several weeks. He makes me smile, even when I don't want to. He's taught me a lot, and makes Photoshop make sense, even to a lame-o like me.

I am not a whore. I title my friends. So, I'm strange, but not a whore.

Get over yourselves.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home