This year I will use some new ideas, good e-mail information and some dumb humor. You may have heard or read a lot of this stuff before but it's alway... good to read it again.Let me start with the wife and grocery shopping. If you're like me, and she asks you to go to the store for bread, milk and eggs, I come back with bread, milk and eggs. When she goes, she has over a hundred dollars worth of groceries. She just went after the same three items that I did. How do you respond?First: don't say a. But come on, that’s a dress, not an outfit. We need shoes, right? And probably jewelry.’ I looked at him and saw the familiar grin and sparkling eyes that had been missing since we’d headed in to shop, and my heart filled with warmth. Maybe our friendship was going to be easier to save than I’d thought, as long as I could restrain myself. Stephen chose the shoes himself after I held the dress up — nude pumps. I knew he was right as soon as I saw them, and I wasn’t much of a jewelry girl, so we. I like my freedom, and I like to have fun. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against anyone else having them, they just aren’t for me. I’ve spent the last few years with a string of ‘good friends’ to pass the time away with. I guess the most well known term would be ‘fuck buddies’ but it isn’t always just fucking. It’s so much more. I guess it would be appropriate to have the first story I tell be the one that started me on my wild path. It’s still the one memory that can get me wet just thinking. The license and social security cards arelegitimate cards, and he created an entire history foryou in government files. You?re a real person, asfar as the government knows."This girl really did her homework. My nervousnesssubsided a bit.Jenny wouldn?t show me the tickets, because she didn?twant me to know where we were headed for ourhoneymoon. She handed to tickets to the woman at thecounter. The woman asked me a few security questionsand asked for identification. I gave her my driver?slicense.