Sunday, 05 August 2012
I just got back from the Farmers Mart.
I am a short, chubby, gray haired old lady.
An elderly gentleman, in his mid eighties, walked up behind me while I was in line checking out, and told me I was lovely, and he loves yonger women like me.
I started chuckling and laughing, and he took offence and went on.
I laughed all the way to the car and came home and told TD he has competition.
He laughed so hard I had to help him up and into the bathroom.
Thank goodness for the gift of laughter.