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Year Two, Day 128: "LOVEYOUBYE!"

I had a incredible workout with my friend of the male persuasion today. Two days in a row!

I guess I will just call said male "R" from now on.

R led me through an intense workout. He really knows his stuff. I think I will be in a world of hurt tomorrow. But it will be a happy world!

He had me do some serious weight lifting. With free weights. He said he was quite impressed with my strength. So was I, for that matter! Maybe I was just showing off, but I did 120 lb. toe raises, dude!

Afterwards we had lunch. He had packed really yummy homemade ham sandwiches.

And to think just a week ago, I questioned this man's intentions.

He had the good manners not to bring up my terrible, horrifying faux paus from yesterday. Thank God!

So, I always say "Love you bye!" to my kids when we part, or hang up the phone.

It comes out like one word: "LOVEYOUBYE!"

I bet you can guess where this is going! My face is already reddening as I recall...

So, yesterday R called me to say hi. I was waiting for a bus. Just as we started talk, my bus pulled up.I was trying to board and tell R at the same time that I needed to hang up.

But in my distracted stated, I just blurted out, "LOVEYOUBYE!" Then I hung up the phone!

 And then just sat there. Staring in horror.

Of course, then I made matters worse by texting him, "OOPS!"

And then,  saying out loud to no one in particular, "I cannot believe I just said,"LOVEYOUBYE" to this man I hardly know!"

But R is a true gentleman. Not a word was spoken of this unfortunate event. Or perhaps he did not even hear me?

On that note...

Happy Wednesday!



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