Mailart 365 has moved

The shrimp on the edge of the cocktail glass is me, about 13 years ago.

I didn't have my first real date until I was about 18 and was fixed up with a guy a few years older. He wanted to take me out to dinner and asked what kind of food I like. I said "seafood," because it seemed more adult than pizza, which was pretty much the only restaurant food I'd ever experienced.

He took me to a restaurant where there was an "all you can eat" shrimp special. I had never eaten shrimp, but didn't want to appear unsophisticated, so when he suggested it, I said sure. The plate came, and not knowing any better, I ate the entire shrimp, tail and all. He must have thought I was nuts, crunching away on the tails. However, we did end up dating, and eventually marrying. Years later we went to see Splash, and there was a scene where the mermaid character, Madison, eats a lobster, shell and all. We both cracked up, remembering our first date. A nice memory.

We divorced, quite amicably, about 8 years ago. We are not friends, but we are not enemies. Just two people not really suited to each other.