We’re only six months into 2011, and already this year has proven to be a real time of enlightenment for me. I’ve learned so much about myself. Now, you are probably thinking, what astonishing discoveries could I have possibly made in six months? Well, I’ll tell you. I traveled all the way to Israel to realize I am a tease, a fact I’ve been denying for a while now, just ask my best friend. I have come to terms with the fact that I can’t speak French, despite learning it in high school. And last, but not least, I also discovered that I have a thing for a man in uniform. Cops, you ask? I think a solid NO says it all. Firemen? Eh, not for this Bite-Sized Blonde. But a man in a chef’s coat…now that’s what I’m talking about.
I recently started classes at the French Culinary Institute. It is the most rewarding thing I have done in a while. Honestly, the excitement I get from class is unlike anything I’ve experienced before. And since we are being honest, I should share that it’s not just the new skills I’m acquiring pumping me up. My Chef instructor gets me H-O-T hot. I hang on his every word, spoken so elegantly with a French accent. Is it his sexy accent and Chef’s coat getting me hot or is it the fire from my flambé? Probably a healthy combination of both…but right now, this Bite-Sized Blonde is dreaming about her Chef instructor. Bonne Nuit Chef, Bonne Nuit.
BEST post yet!
YOU SHOULD BE A WRITER YOUNG LADY . THIS IS WONDERFUL .
The uniform.,ok, but watch out for men with accents! They’ll get you everytime!!
i LOVE this post.
and i will be your neighbor.