Clarification - I am not a whore
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.
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