Fairy he-males with vaginal wings

With the title being my own personal MLIA, below are my favourites:

Today, I was at work. We had a seemingly British customer come in, and he and I got into a conversation about where we were from. He mentioned that although he has a British accent (he's from Liverpool), his mother was Irish. Jokingly, I asked if he was also part leprechaun, as he was rather short with flaming red hair. He winked at me, reaching behind my ear to pull out a gold coin. I will never doubt the existence of leprechauns again. MLIA.

Today while reading laws for the province of British Columbia, I came across one that stated it is illegal to kill a Sasquatch. I'm glad that we even protect our mythical creatures up here in Canada. MLIA. Go Canada. :)

Today, I realized that I still unconsciously hold on to my childhood tendency to run, leap and dive onto my bed rather than just getting in because I don't want the boogeyman to grab my feet. I'm almost 16, and it seems like a legitimate method of prevention to me. MLIA... Me too! :)

With love,

Prudence B.


PS: If anyone wants to try and guess at what happened that relates to the title, go ahead. :)
Cause I'm not telling until I hear a couple of good guesses.

Cute & Confused

Just a random thought.

He called me because he wanted to hear the sound of my voice.
He reminded me of someone I miss and I've been missing for a while.

There's all this fighting.
And in its midst, there's this blooming love.

There are all these lies.
And in its midst, jealousy and regret.

There is this sweetness.
And in its midst, the bitter taste of what has happened.

He may just be a substitute.
But he may be the real thing.
Or he may just be the same.

xoxo,
Prudence B.