Battle of the Best Pick-Up Lines

Hey hey hey, I'm baaaack!! :-) So since I haven't been making/taking the time to blog too much lately, I've realized that life has been quite depressing without my old blogaroo! I am really going to work on getting my act together and beginning to tell you all my secrets again. After all, its like having a virtual best friend... WITH the entire world!

So today I had to drop Don & Faye off at the airport to head back towards good ole Indiana. (Huge shout out to D&F - thank you SO much for coming to visit and I am sorry your travels are going to take you about 9 hrs to get home. Dear Delta - you suck!) Anyhoo so I drop them off at the airport and am walking home in horrendous rainy weather when oh but the pretty Mr. Sun decided to come out. There's a dodgy looking man (not old, not too young) and I decide to arch my umbrella so that I can avoid making eye contact. He is basically bending over to peek under my brella and he's like 'Excuse me miss, can I be like Tiger Woods and get with a caucasian woman today?' I could not help but bust out laughing. I have to admit that was a good one. It kind of turned my frown upside down. This comment also prompted me to think of swell comeback lines I could have said. (I wasn't very original by laughing and saying negative ghostrider aka: Andrea simply says 'no'!) But I was thinking afterwards, I wonder what the guy would have said if I would have told him 'but I'm a man' (said in a real manly voice!) And then I thought you are weird, Andrea and that I have been in San Francisco for too long when I am thinking of coming back with comments like that. I dunno, I had a lot more fresh comments in my head directly after it happened but then I came home and napped and forgot all of the witty things I wanted to write to you in my blog. Woops, sorry!!

I am going to force myself to go get on the treadmill now I think. Ate a little too much grub over the past couple of days with the parental units in town. Chances are I might end up skipping. :-) Tommorrow is a new day and I will start my holiday workout diet then. Or probably not at all, diets are for wussy's! Tis' the season.... now where is that peppermint chocolate martini?!!?! :-)