Yes - it's TGIF time. It's 11pm and I'm doing my usual Friday night thing. Not hitting the happy hours, or busting the clubs. No this single girl is quietly absorbed in her "end-of-the-week exercise."
I realize I've gotten into the habit of pursuing a special interest each Friday night. Some pleasurable pursuit that only I'm allowed to enjoy, solely for my own entertainment. Last week it was devouring shelter magazines and designing the interiors for my new condo. The week before I sorted my way-more-than-is-necessary shooz collection and ordered three more pairs online. After a week of doing whatever my writing clients demand by day and hitting the manic singles social scene at night, I revel in my guilty little secret diversion.
Tonight I'm just starting the first step in my handmade Valentine's Day card project. Every year I play Cupid for all of my single friends. While waiting for the ink to dry on the mailing envelopes, I surfed the web and found the latest love facts from the U.S. Census. 192 million Valentine's Day cards are exchanged on this hearty occasion. And $13.5 billion worth of Cupid's currency - chocolate was shipped last year to satisfy chocoholic cravings. I've got a private stash for emergencies: Trader Joe's French truffles and I just discovered Vosges Chocolates. Hmmmm - heavenly!
Not promising any of the sweet stuff but if you email me your name and address; I'll send you a personal invitation to "Be Mine" this V-Day.
manic singles social scene?
Or panic singles social scene.
Just teasing you.
If I invite you to visit me on our exotic Bonny Island in the Gulf of Guinea in Nigeria, will you come?
Will you dare to accept my invitation?
I have a first class accommodation in the most modern estate in West Africa with awesome Golf Course, Nature Park, exotic beach and gardens.
Posted by: Orikinla Osinachi | Thursday, March 02, 2006 at 09:47 AM