Dirty Old Lady
A month ago, I realised I was a dirty old lady as the title suggest. I don’t know how this happened, but it was when I was watching a film. There was a scene where the male and female “leads” were together – Hello!
And she said to him “What is your tattoo of?”
I sat in my lounge on the couch and spoke to the room.
“Please God! Have to take something off!”
And off came the t-shirt!
So, either I’m a dirty old lady or I’m clairvoyant…
On a Happier Note.
On the upside, as a Barren Spinster (thank you Kitty Flannigan for bringing back the term) and as the proud parent of a Fur Baby, in the family, I’m starting to understand the benefits of more than one cat. My cat is very fussy about her food at the moment. If I had several cats (not going to happen) surely one of those would eat the food, mine currently refuses!.
While I’m on the topic, I’m disgusted at the double standard that a single guy can have an online dating profile and think its okay to claim to have 3 cats, but he’s not interested in a single female with 1 cat – need he say more? – Screw him!!!