I like your other Journal too. I have started one there also, smitty5000.
It was inevitable. My girlfriend Mary and I broke up after being together for an astounding eighteen months. Why is 18 months so astounding you wonder? Because we fought like fucking Cats & Dogs. Mary has a great ass, it's big and round, like a full moon, and when she sashays across a room it makes me crazy.
My big butted ex girlfriend and I had a lot in common though, we both LOVE food, and I'm not sure who thinks and talks about food more, Mary or myself. Mary and I would take walks because we both claimed to "want the exercize", so we would stroll downtown, and every restaurant we passed, Mary would stop and read the menu that was posted to the window.
I loved this ritual of hers. I would stand there in awe of her as she read off each and every menu item, including the price, as passerby's would just stare in amazement at her eloquent oration of the daily specials.
I always thought Mary was my soul/twin mate, and sometimes I still do. Both Mary and I are great cooks, but I have to tell you folks, nobody could prepare roast beef like my big butted gal. I would sit at the dinner table and gaze down at my sliced roast beef smothered in her homemade gravy with mashed potatoes, carrots, and the most awesome homemade bread I ever tasted.
Mary would always make my favorite dessert, Blueberry Cobbler to end a perfect meal. Oh how I'm going to miss her cooking.
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