Aloha y'all

Yes, Hawaii was amazing. Brody and I soaked up the sun at Queen's Beach on Waikiki and played til late at the boy bars...

The overall conversation was who was cock-blocking whom....

Brody thinks that everyone sees him as a prostitute hanging out with his sugar daddy.

I think everyone sees me as a predatory old man with his hooks into chicken.

Neither a flattering portrait...

So the hell with them all! And a lovely mahalo to you as well.

Glamour

Brody at Halloween....

while I was home...working....again.

So we're heading to Hawaii for Thanksgiving.

Because all work and no play is dull, dull, dull.

Dating the Young

So Brody and I go to the Abbey last Sunday and are having some smart cocktails and I ask him how to break up with this young guy I've been seeing...well, kind of seeing...more like drive by dating. He's young. He's cute. But we have very little in common.

And Brody's giving me some good advice...and I'm thinking 'this is very odd.' I've broken up with guys before...why am I so freaked out about this one? I guess I just didn't want to hurt his feelings.

So I get a text message yesterday morning... "I love you, but I'm moving to San Francisco." My first reaction was one of relief. At least I didn't have to come up with some lame excuse of why I didn't want to date him anymore....and then I got a little incensed. "Did this guy just break up with me with a text message? THE NERVE!!!!"