So, I’ve been made aware that some men have traversed the site and gone away, unheard because of my little hostess blurb…
So, officially this site is and actually has been open to men.
I’d love to hear their perspective of life on the home-front…
Really I want to know…
The other reason today is Man Monday is due to my ride on the turnpike to visit my writing gurus at fatplum.com.
There I was headed up the PA turnpike when a white pick-up truck buzzed by and settled in the lane in front of me…
no biggie there, except, riding in the back were two men.
One had pulled his hood over his face and pulled the hood string so nothing but his hands were visible.
The other guy was sincerely and objectively the cutest guy in America–
a blonder, shorter haired Matt McConehey (wrong spelling I know).
He sat, arms crossed, wind whipping through his sun-tinged hair.
I could tell from a safe space cushion, at 65 MPH his eyes were piercing blue…
no really,…
all I could think was whatever joker was manning the vehicle, was going to wreck and catapult the two egg-heads in the back into Ohio.
Anyone who is familiar with the Pennsylvania turnpike can picture it.
Jersey barriers narrowing the lanes to thin ribbons…
huge trucks blowing by, jack-asses on motor cycles darting in and out of traffic…
and I’m behind the cutest guy in America, sure he was about to meet his demise…
I would have to rescue him from the rubble, explain to his parents what happened…
It would be a complete tragedy on so many levels…
These two guys sitting on something which had them perched high above the cab behind them, begging to die. If it were me, I’d be plastered to the floor, spread eagle spouting the Our Father until we came to a stop. Who were these two guys flipping off destiny with such gusto? Maybe he wasn’t the cutest guy in the world…
not the smartest, for sure.
As we cruised into the toll booth, I finally got my close-up…
Wedding ring…
And confirmed, cutest guy in America…not the kind you ever see in Pittsburgh…
As they turned left and I went right all I could think about was his wife…married to the cutest guy in America…soon to be strewn across the highway…
Give me your stories folks…don’t hold back!
Men are such strange creatures.
Men and women are different in so many ways. I would be like you Kathie, laying flat on the floor of the back of that truck. Although, I’m not sure how I would have been talked into getting into the back of a truck. I would be thinking, “What will happen to my children if anything happens to me?!” Men have no such regard for their own mortality. (Most men, anyway) I just hope those guys in the truck have terrific life insurance policies!
I would have flashed them.
ok, no. I would have wanted to flash them.
or write my # on a posterboard (which I would NOT have in the car…)
I always wonder when the extraordinarily attractive wed. Why do they do it, and do they have better or worse chances of staying faithful?
just caught up on this whole page of posts. Gotta love a husband who can rescue you from a flood AND pick a great rug!!! Congrats on a contractor job well done.
Your story made me laugh. Who would have thought a trip down “America’s first superhighway” would yield visions of such beauty and stupidity rolled into one? I wonder not so much about Mr. Good Looking, but what his wife is like…
Hey Susan, I’m sorry I won’t be with you Wed. nights, but that’s just too late for me if there are other options…hope it went well.
Kathie
Come on girls. Riding in the back of a pick-up truck is a rite of passage for all Pittsburgh citizens. Driving behind on is just the penence (sp) anyone not from Pitt. must endure (hahahahhaha). Seriously, did you enjoy the view…this is all that matters!
Hi, Kathie. Wed. night went well; I heard you are going to the Mon. groups. I’m making progress in the story, albeit slow (or at least it seems slow to me -why did I think the words would just fly across my screen with little effort??). I signed up for the weekend but am fearful I won’t be able to get enough done in time… must write, must write, must write…
Just to let Bored Housewife know…several people told me they thought your reply was hysterical…for some reason, some people I know are comment shy…thanks for posting.