pickup lines?

so here's the latest "line" i've heard while down here. . .

upon hearing it was my birthday and commenting on my general appearance in a dress (yes, the word "lusssscious" was thrown out in a particularly suggestive manner), i was informed "i wanna cut your cake."

seriously, guys. i am thinking i could write a book based solely on the pickup lines of bajan men. AND HONESTLY?- every. single. time- i have to laugh (either to myself or just out loud) and wonder "does this really WORK?!"

i would be pleased by the general confidence, except i pretty much get the impression that most men here will basically, at least, TRY- because i have boobs. because i laughed and caught their attention, you name it. i had one man FOLLOW me in the grocery store because i had a LIST in my hand and i "looked efficient" and "won't it be great when we know each other years from now?". and really- good for them for trying, i guess. too bad for them that i AM actually not very interested in someone who 1) sees me and decides to try for sex without even a "hey, what's your name?" or any OTHER pertinent, why-don't-we-get-to-know-each-other-and-thereby-have-better-sex-type questions OR 2) has lumped me in with any other number of women he's tried to pick up on any given day.

is it wrong, really, to expect that someone will think you're actually SPECIAL? my friend here, margaret, tells me i'm not approachable, that i carry myself too proudly. . . what the HELL?! in response to this, i replied, "well, i'm proud to be me." and quite frankly, i figure if i'm not approachable, then wouldnt it stand to reason that the man who DID approach me (with a reasonable offer, thank you) would be someone who i might take notice of?- someone "worth it"?

eh. i didnt mean to write about this, actually. just laughing at the newest pickup line, still.

chad is coming here for 2 weeks in february and we're both hoping we won't kill each other or go insane. . . i think we'll be fine.
jack, mom and linnea are coming for a week in march.

that's about it, so far this 35th year. took TWO naps today. . . went to dinner with marcia and john. did some laundry. figured out the kindle, finally.

all's well here. . . and my cake? well, not CUT, thank you very much.