porn on the cob

I have never been afraid to grow older. I appreciate the changes in me, how I see things etc. Like most people I do not see myself as older. Hell, I don't even see myself as an adult. Regardless, things happen that cause us all to look at ourselves honestly and how we fit in this construct of life. Erica and I stopped at Dolla Sto' on the way home from me picking her up. Need to buy some turmeric (and of course they were out). Erica met me over on aisle 1. "Did you hear that idiot shrieking a second ago?". "Um, yeah. That was me". I joyously pointed to the shelf. "Check it! Hells yeah!!".

I think one has crossed a line they cannot return from if you squeal with glee when the Dolla Sto has the kind of kitchen sponges that you like. (In my defense they have not stocked them in months. Thus I bought 3 packs. God knows if they will ever be available again. They're really good sponges, dammit!)