Yet swerve he did NOT, and put his arms around me, and kissed me like Bogart kissed Bergman in Casablanca.
Yipes.
Careful to keep my New York cool, I then shook his hand and said:
“How do you do? I’m Elizabeth. And your name is?”
It all sort of reminds me of this one leather jacket I have. It’s my favorite, actually. For some reason, whenever I wear it, I feel just like Kate Beckinsale in the movie “Underworld” – you know, the one where she’s this really sexy, really tough superhero vampire?
I run another blog – which, if you’ve actually clicked on any of the ever-growing “about Elizabeth Williams Bushey” pages that keep sprouting above, you’ll know – called “The Cool Tool Girl” – and Home and Garden TV just alerted me to a casting call for the popular “Carter Can” series.
They’re looking for a new handyman to join the show. Interested?