Within the last month, I have had a woman in a wheelchair tell me I have nice legs and a homeless man who probably hasn't seen a dentist in years tell me I have a great smile with perfect teeth. It made me realize that sometimes we don't appreciate what we have until it's gone/the moment has passed.
On a side note, as he was leaving a pub, a Czech boy told me on a scale of 1-3 my breasts are a 3...I think the beer here makes objects bigger than they appear and sometimes you just gotta shake what your mama didn't give ya.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Posted by Deanna Watson