This is blog of a woman who didn't know what she wanted and so chased after dreams and men in search of the answers...drunken hilarity ensued. Then one day she met a man who was everything she wanted, but he wasn't so sure. Then she did the unthinkable; after they broke up she gave him this blog address and she let him into her mind as well as her heart. Unbelievably, even after sorting through the sordid archives of failed relationships, one night stands and her lusty (and embarassing) pursuit to secure the heart of a certain young line cook, John somehow managed to fall in love with her too. Melina and John were married a little over six months after they started dating, running away to Las Vegas to seal the deal. You can imagine what the over/under bet was to see if they'd even make it a year!! Over a year later and they are still going strong...this blog has become their story. Need to tell me something? Email me at Melinalovesjohnny at gmail dot com
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Thursday, May 19, 2005
Why I Love My Mom
Who else would subject their grown child to such torture? True event.
Mom: (grabs Melina's face) Hold on a minute, what's wrong with your face?

Melina: (Reaching out to grab the Vlasic pickles just out of reach) What?!? What! What's wrong with my face (said as only an incredibly vain girl would say).

Mom: (tracing the bridge of Melina's nose) Nothing really, I think your dog broke your nose again, no one else would notice...but I gave birth to that cute little nose!

Melina: Yeah I think the dog did it the other day. We were wrestling and I got a fat lip and a punch in the nose.

(Mom still holding Melina's face, Melina's Co worker walks up...)
Co-worker: Melina?

Melina: Oh um hi, this is my mom. Mom, ____.

Co-worker: Oh hi, I'll see you tomorrow at work. (Co worker gives us another puzzled look and then scoots off)

Melina: Greeeeaaat Mom, now she'll tell everyone I'm dating an older woman I call Mom.

Mom: At least I'm your hot lesbian lover.

Melina: Well at least there's that.
posted by Melina at 8:32 PM