Tossed Salad With Ranch Please

As promised, a post about Ranch Dressing.

At church Sunday, this thin young thing came in and sat down after the service started. All male eyes in the sanctuary followed his every move. I don't know if it was the pale blue sweater over a dress shirt or the chain on his wallet that caught my eye. Either way, I was sitting next to Sarah (real name, cause I can't really think of a good alias), and she said out loud what everyone was thinking. "I could come up with another use or two for that chain!"

Quick note about Sarah. Sweet, funny, and isn't afraid to drop the f-bomb in church. She's also in a 'figuring things out phase'. She loves gay men. She loves watching gay men have sex with each other. She also likes women and women having sex with each other. Bisexual? Maybe, but who needs labels? She's also has a lip ring, is a kindergarten teacher, and was told by a five year old, "you are such a carpet muncher!"

Back to church...later on during communion, the hottie in the pale blue sweater got up and I leaned over to Sarah and said, "I'd hit it" and she said "me too, I'll bring the ranch dressing."

We figured out he was str8, and there with his gay dad.

At lunch, the topic of ranch dressing came up again. No one ordered salad either.

Apparently Sarah and some of her friends have a running joke about 'tossing the salad' and bringing the 'ranch dressing'. One of our mutual friends (not Sean) is studying abroad in Thailand. He's been there a few weeks, and has already taken in a few sex shows. One in particular features a lady who takes a pen, sticks in her hoo-hah, and writes messages. So James had her write "I'll bring the ranch dressing" for Sarah and will mail it to her.

Nice.

Speaking of Thailand...drumroll please...I did my taxes Sunday night...and it looks like I'll be getting enough to cover the plane ticket. More on that tomorrow!

Enjoy your Tuesday!