In which you join me on my trip into my new life post-divorce. I'm just living it. Without a Rule Book.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Last night I went out with J, my boyfriend, and H, my best friend. They hadn't met before. It was lots & lots of fun - as I knew it would be.
BUT - here's the thing - we're talking & not sure how it came up in conversation but they BOTH divulged that they do not like Pineapple Lumps. (And those of you who think I am devoting too much of this blog time to the Lumps - I say, if you don't like it...... come on.... guess... what am I going to say?!? It's so obvious! You'll be so upset with yourself if you don't get it! LUMP It!!! Hee, hee, hee...!!!!
So, anyhow, as I was saying....
One of them mentions it & the other was like "Yeah, she had me try one, too - and I didn't have the heart to tell her - they're so sweet! I couldn't eat any more of it!"
THen they both went on for a good five minutes about how sickeningly sweet the lumps are, and how they couldn't possibly ever eat more than a mere slivre. Not knowing that I had almost single handedly polished off an entire bag.