Slipped Out
To my mother this evening:
“So I’m seeing Jefferson next week. I was thinking of making lasagna or something. What do you think?”
“Well, it’s your birthday…”
“Yeah, it’s also our anniversary too.”
She gives me a quizzical look. I watch her put together the realization that I met a strange, old man on my 20th birthday.
“Oh, did you not know that already?”
“No,” she says shaking her head.
“Whoops.” I laughed and shrugged my shoulders.














By desire, April 4, 2008 @ 5:24 pm
lol! i remember when it dawned on my parents that i met my bf-at-the-time on the internet instead of through friends…after i’d already gone to visit him and had him to visit. they were not happy. whoops!
desire’s last blog post..hell yeah, that’s MY headline! zing bitches!!