I know, I know. I said I would post about OBX, but I am still organizing pictures, and waiting for some others to share their pictures with the rest of us ::cough.. Connie.. cough:::
Anyway, I'm in a story telling mood, so let me tell you about my drive home last night.
I'm putzing down the blvd (for those not in the Philly area, I should let you know "the blvd" is actually The Roosevelt Boulevard- a 12 lane highway that drives through the north side of the city and out into the suburbs) when I get passed by this BMW. This dude is weaving and bobbing out of traffic, but ironically enough I keep pulling up next to him at stop light. Every time I do, I look over and snicker a little to myself.
At about the fourth or fifth light I notice the driver rolling down his window. I glace over and this guy looks JUST like one of those Jon-Hawttie- My-New-Haircut-kind of guys. He says to me "Hey girl, what's up."
Without even thinking I spouted "Not now chief, I'm in the effin' zone" and drove off.
He sped by me probably thinking "Effin' skank". haha
Always & Forever,