I was hanging out with the girls and of course they want to talk about the guy.

"Tell us more, tell us more!"

It's fine. I give them bits and pieces.

Like the fact I got my toes done.
Like I've got some waxing done (no not that!).
Like the last time we talked on the phone.
Like the fact he changed his original travel plans to see me instead of going to another place.
Like the fact I have an airport outfit (how girly is that, sheesh).

Then we move on to what our plans are while he's here and whether or not the girls will get to meet him. Eventually we get to the sex talk.

Boy can they send me crazy.

"You'd better not sleep with him J"
"Where is he staying J?"
"You aren't going to have sex with him are you J?"
"He can kiss you but that's it. You don't want to get into trouble J"

On and on it goes. There are times where it pisses me off to no end but I choose not to got there with them. If I get defensive I could cause them to worry and, really, it's up to me where it all goes.

I swear their memories of all this is fuzzed by their being married and getting a little something. And never mind just married; 3/4 of them were married at 19-20/ Geez! When I get the 'wait til your married' blah blah blah 'it's not that hard' blah blah blah I think, and sometimes say, "What are you talking about? You have no idea." I have more than a ten year ga since I was 20.

Ergh.
Still waiting though.

I can count the days on less than the fingers of one hand.
My nerves are kicking up.
And I have a dumb rash from waxing my legs.

I'm so very hot I tell ya.
Hmmf. Whatever.

Eeep.