When Whitman and I go out to dinner, he never orders the same thing twice. (Okay, maybe ‘rarely’ not ‘never’). He’s always looking for a challenge, an adventure, something new. He loves to try new things, to learn new things, to meet new people.
I realized very early in our relationship that the only way I’d be able to keep his attention (no matter HOW MUCH in love we are) is to continually challenge him, evolve, shake things up a little every now and then.
You know, switch from thongs to boy shorts.
When I met him I was a blonde. Now I’m a brunette. I like it.I’ve changed from my ‘standard’ nail polish color to a veritable rainbow over time. I like this, too.
Back then I had (some) pubic hair, then I went Brazilian for a while, now I have a landing strip.
I like that, as well.
I wonder what else is on the menu?