Ron,
Hee! Hee! Nothing going on. The one and only time that I went to her house, she gave me all sorts of projects to do. I guess that you married guys call them "honey-do" jobs. This was a brand new house, so she had many little jobs to do. Then she ordered a delivery pizza for dinner. Not exactly the kind of dinner that I expected after all the work that I did. So I don't even know if she knows how to cook. But I did make her promise that I would get a nice baked fish dinner if Joel won. I never do a good job on fish so that would be a treat to me. But, knowing this gal, she probably would get Joel to pay for it. Women are good at getting guys to pay for stuff.
I never forgot that time that she beat the beegeebers out of me on the racquetball court. I have never dated an atheletic woman since.
Big Norm
