And then I got to stand in the coofftopicnders hatch as I got dropped off at a car park nearby.
At no point did I imagine that I was a Space Marine in a Rhino on the look out for marauding Orks or Tyranids.
Got a bit of 'friendly' cat calling in the car park on my way back from taking the recycling & rubbish out. A bunch of twenty something guys too, half my age. Yes I know I'm sexy and hot and fit I didn't encourage them in any way, but couldn't help but start to smile knowing it was about to happen lol. Must be the weather or somethink
Well I have got visible abs (without looking the opposite way I wasn't paying any attention, but couldn't turn off my ears). It's not like what I'd get in Egypt, young women are disguising themselves as boys so they can go to the protests and not get molested or raped. That is a shame, well more than that really
You'll have to be quick, I'm off to the gym to work on my abs in a bit Last week I ran out of chicken before friday, so done 1.5kg this week for my lunch & late afternoon meals
Ok I got photo bombed this weekend, I was at a toga party/wine fest they happened to have a NASCAR car parked there because the event was located at one of the tracks. I thought it would be a perfect photo op kneeling next to the car while my daughter took a picture, I was going to send it to my son who is interning for NASCAR. So I kneel down get into the proper pose give my little girl the go ahead to snap the photo...suddenly I feel something brush me on the side of the head, instinctively I turn to find a large fake penis protruding from some dudes toga garb, out of the corner of my eye I see my daughter with perfect timing click her smart phone...from there it went viral everyone that could compose themselves enough to stop laughing was giving my sweet little girl their number so she could text it to them. Mind you that there was probably 2000 people at this event. People that I've never met before we're suddenly very interested in my well being, randomly making sure that the event wasn't sucking for me, or assuring me that getting photo bombed really sucks...