I got something in the mail today that made me think back to a long time ago. When I was a little girl I always thought that maybe someday I would marry a cowboy. I figured that my perfect guy/cowboy would be tall and have brown hair, brown eyes and ride a horse… kinda like the Marlboro man. Looking back I see that it was kind of a silly idea. While I am pretty sure that I have never met a real cowboy I do know I have met my perfect guy. My perfect guy is not a cowboy at all… he is a computer geek. He is tall but not with brown hair or eyes instead he has blonde hair and the most striking blue eyes that I have ever seen! He wears Tommy Bahama shirts and khaki shorts, not Wranglers and a lasso. When he comes home at night he isn’t all sweaty, he doesn’t have a horse and his hands are so very manly but still soft. This is what made me think of all of that.

I smoked for a long time. I am almost embarrassed to tell you how long so for now I won’t. I signed up for the Marlboro mailing list a long time ago. After you sign up they would periodically mail me coupons and they would always send me some sort of birthday present. This was my birthday gift from them this year. Sorry Marlboro man but I am proud to tell you that you have lost another customer.