Oh.My.Goodness! Pudding Pops are back! And because I'm graced with living in Tulsa, the nearest store that carries them is more than 100 miles away in Edmond/OKC. Road trip anyone?
Around September 2003, I was discussing a guy I had been out with on two dates with a girlfriend. I basically told her that I didn't have any feelings for the guy at all.
She said, "Well, did you shave your legs?"
"Yes, I did."
"Then obviously you really like him, Rachel."
I then told her that, regardless of man outings, I generally shave my legs every other day, especially since it was short-sleeve weather practically all year long in Houston. I continue this shave pattern in Tulsa, too. I just like the clean feeling and wasn't graced with thin, blonde hair. So, if not every other day, it's at LEAST every 3rd-4th day. Yes, even in the winter. I just don't like the feeling and can't get away with it.
The fact that I would have shaved that day out of habit didn't matter to her at all. "If you shaved them, then you like him." I'm still trying to figure out nearly two years later if this was just an extremely stupid statement or if it's really some kind of underlying Freudian subconscious wisdom. I guess my id isn't under control yet?