dimanche 28 décembre 2008

plus ca change...

There's nothing like doing the walk of shame on a Sunday morning, back to your parent's home, to make you feel like a sixteen year old again.

Trust me, as I walked up my Mother's street this morning, praying that she'd be at church, I felt like a dirty teenage stop-out.

She was indeed at church. Hopefully she was asking for me to be saved.

Lord knows, I need all the prayers I can get after last night.

19 commentaires:

conortje a dit…

You are going to hell. That's all there is to it! I'll see you there :-)

Daryl a dit…

I'll be meeting you there then, unless you get to NYC sooner

:-Daryl

red a dit…

man, i love your life. mwa

12ontheinside a dit…

I can only imagine what you got up to. And I have a very vivid imagination.

wontletlifedefineme a dit…

Sounds interesting... ;)

Valleys Mam a dit…

Better the day better the deed hunny bunny

Breenlantern a dit…

This is a blog...we shouldn't have to imagine...we want details!!!!

travelling, but not in love a dit…

big c - i've booked us seats together on the flight south....

D, hopefully i'll get to nyc beforehand....

Red; me too; he he

travelling, but not in love a dit…

12oti - i bet you do too!!

marjolein; it was kind of interesting...if i remember correctly, that is.

VM ) my thoughts exactly. a good way to end the year!

Sean, details by email only!! but he was cute!

alan a dit…

durrty! :)

travelling, but not in love a dit…

alan - oh yeah!

cb a dit…

rien changes avec toi!!

How perfect though. You got your chimney swept!

travelling, but not in love a dit…

CB - blew away some cobwebs....

Anthony a dit…

I'm not even sure God can save you ......

travelling, but not in love a dit…

yeah, LaTanya, like he's looking down favourably on your sorry backside!?!

Swearing Mother a dit…

Sounds like you had a good, old fashioned Brummie night out our kid.

amy a dit…

Having a parent around means still getting to act like a bad teenager!

Victor a dit…

Ahhh, but wasn't 'last night' wonderful!

Louise a dit…

I think as long as our parents are living we'll always feel like children when we do something "bad."