Black Eye, Day Six
Thanks to G+ I have the best response ever. When someone asks me what happened to my eye I simply reply, “I forgot the safe word.”
Last night it was met with immediate laughter from two girlfriends and confusion from a third. That third girlfriend really isn’t all that sweet, she’d just had more to drink. She got it after a while.
Another friend is in some pretty serious trouble. Actually she’s not a friend. She lied to me for a number of years. She’s a person I thought was a friend and I feel terrible for her children but I don’t feel badly for her. I feel badly that I don’t have any sympathy. Have you ever experienced this? It’s thrown me for a loop so much so that I’m just out of words.
Okay, I feel like I want the story of how you got the eye. I just don’t see how you could do that in a kitchen.