“I feel so shallow . . . ” my drew says to me after reading my last blog.
“What, why?” I was distraught. How could my love puppy think this?
“So what’s going on in your blog?” (Apparently, he is not one of my followers.) “Have you mentioned. . .”
“No, I haven’t. After all this is not all about me,” I say as I interrupt him in mid sentence.
So what is he referring to? My weight loss? I lost a lot of weight walking the streets of NYC. As a Licensed Real Estate Salesperson in Manhattan I get to wander all over the city with camera in hand . . . I love the elevator/doorman buildings and I’m mixed on those sixth floor walk-ups . . . except when you find that gem of an apartment at the top. It happens . . . so I hear!
I’m not sure what upset Drew about my post the other day. Was it the squirting grapefruit or the Ask Amy giggle?