Fifteen.

I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside

I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside

This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in

So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're cold as ice

My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry

My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar

So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry

well Maybe just a half a drink drink more - Put some records on while I pour

 

Had a great day. Drove out to my friend's place and had champagne, yummy lunch and watched Eclipse. This is her ridiculously soft fur sweater/coat. I didn't want to take it off. I love our girly days. They make me forget about everything stressful in my world. It's like my escape. So thanks, Frells. ♥

 

Had an insane run-in last night at soccer. Almost had six girls from the other team jump me after the game. One of them threatened to smash my head into the wall. It was pretty funny. Needless to say, future games against this particular team should be interesting. I don't go looking for fights, quite the opposite (they went Jerry Springer on me when I was trying to quash any lingering tension with my old friend who plays on their team), but if somebody attacks me, I don't back down. My friend and I are cool, she even called me on my cell about ten minutes after we all left to apologize for the way her team blew up (to put it mildly), but I guarantee I earned a target on my back.

 

Bring it.

 

PicADay - Xmas Style: Baby It's Cold Outside

 

Done