Teen Romance

Teenagers.
They always think they've found their true love within the first five minutes of setting eyes on a strapping (or should I say scrawny) young man. He walks into the cafeteria abdominal muscles tight and arms bulging. Teenage girl swoons as he walks past. The girl has just fallen in love with his ego.
Beautiful.
Usually, I hate spring. I hate it with all the budding flowers and the cutesy little couples coming out from the wood work. Where did they all come from? The girls staring into the guys' eyes trying to find themselves.
Well, guess what, Honey! You won't be finding any of yourself in his eyes! He'll be to busy looking at his own reflection in your eyes. Nothing for you there.

Teenage love. Puke in my mouth. Bane of my Spring and scorn of my winter. They can just go make goo-goo eyes at each other through sunglasses and they can go slobber on each other at Niagara Falls (I think that equates about how much drool occurs).

Of course, if you are some lame-o and you like that kind of cutesy thing, you should probably enter this giveaway for a free copy of Voyance, a teen fiction novel.

Love is...

I'm a photography nut. I could sit for hours and look at photography of all kinds. Please take a moment and look at this blog post themed LOVE.

A Series of Letters

Enclosed: A note from my niece.

Dear Aunt Jeanne,

I was so excited about the coming Spring weather. Today was our first warm day. I loved it. Like others girls, I chose a skirt from my closet and wore flip flops. Sitting in the greening grass and enjoying the sunshine on my skin made me so happy.

Then, tonight, I went on a walk by myself. I should have known better. Spring nights are for couples. I ran into them everywhere. It seemed as though I couldn't go anywhere without meeting one. I'm sure they didn't really notice me, but I sure saw them.

Aunt Jeanne, singleness sucks.

.....

Dearest Niece,

I hope you still find Spring delightful. I know that I spent the day preparing my garden for the blooming season. One of my daffodils burst its little bright head up. You know, how I love gardening.

Anyways, dear heart, I want to remind you that singleness can be wonderful because it means that many opportunities are open to you. It also means you can flirt with anyone you so desire. Spring nights alone can be just as satisfying as with a significant other. Anyways, I'm sure you know all of this already.

Your loving aunt,
Dr. Jeanne

Kissssssssssssing

A Kiss is a Commitment.
It alludes to a final surrender.

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Exercise

While I race around chucking stones at geese and missing horribly, a couple canoodles nearby watching as "that poor single girl" chases geese.

For your information -- oh, canoodling couple -- I will keep my goose-chasing-days.