Tuesday

Nothing makes me giggle and blush like a man who flirts with his eyes.  I feel like a fifth-grader who passed her crush in the hallway just in time to be overheard by a teacher.

 

As a result I'm so jacked up on testosterone and caffeine that I can't quit laughing. I keep hearing Texas Ranger Bobby saying to his grandpa Chip "I'm gonna come atchoo like a spider monkey!"

 

I know just how he feels!

Here's the weird part:  Although I saw (and TOUCHED!) Brent this morning, he isn't the man who turned me on.  But he'll benefit from it tomorrow evening, that's for damned sure.  

An email buddy of mine who works in one of DEP's southern offices happened to pass me in the hallway this morning. I've only seen him one other time in my life - I'm surprised I recognized him!  So we stopped, and said some inane stupid shit, laughed, and went on our separate ways.  We were never even close enough to touch, but by the time I walked into the elevator, my face was on fire.  And I haven't quit giggling yet.