Monday, November 2, 2009

life is good . . .

Gotta tell you . . . this may not mean much to some but a couple of things happened to me that have made me feel good within the last 24 hours . . .

I was in the store yesterday and I ran across a friend I hadn't seen in a while. She and I started talking. Mind you my 17 year old is in the car. I told her I was just going to run in and out (which is what I normally do - I don't like shopping). So, I was talking to my friend at least 45 minutes (the time flew by). My daughter came in - need I say not to happy. To top it off I hadn't gotten what I was going to get yet (uh-oh!). So as she slithered up behind me, my friend's children slithered up behind her and it was like a silent pact these kids made that they were pissed and they were shooting out their animosity like venom from a snake. Brandi (my friend) and I caught the hint and started saying our byes . . . it was nice to see you . . . lets stay in touch . . .

So my daughter started walking ahead. I turned back to say bye for the 95th time. As I turned, I looked at Brandi but my eyes drifted right past her. I saw what thought was a beautiful ma
n. He was in a suit (which I am not generally attracted to on site - but this didn't matter!), he was about 6'4" and just plain yummy! He appeared to be taking care of his body and it showed through the suit. OMG!!! I caught his eye and realized he was not looking away. So I did (it's what I do ~ trying to stop that). My friend turned around and she couldn't take her eyes off of him. As he walked by she said he was gorgeous. I looked at him as he passed and said, "Oh yes he is!" So after watching him pass by - like watching water flow through my hands - I turned back to my friend to say bye #96. She was looking at me, then past me. She said that the guy turned around twice and looked at me. Hmmm . . . someone did a double take on me??? WTH!! I'm thinkin maybe he left his glasses home or he had a crik in his neck - that sounds good. But Brandi at this point is swearing to me that this guy turned and took two long looks (she thought the he might have thought I would look up and respond). Since no one told me about it I guess I couldn't.

So we finally parted. I had to head in the direction Adonis as he floated by, not on purpose, on necessity for dinner. So I'm walking. I didn't look his direction. I was talking to my daughter as this point. My daugter stops to look at something and I slowed down. All of a sudden I hear, "Excuse me miss." (Haven't been called that in a while). I heard it but didn't think it was towards me. Then I hear it again. I turned and it was Adonis. He was standing in line. He called me over. I went. I think his pheromones dragged me over - I don't even think I walked. So I say Hi. He greets me back. He said, "I wanted to let you know that I think you are beautiful." Okay, what do you say to that. He smiled at me. No lie this guy looked like he stepped out of GQ magazine. What do you say? My ex-husband never called me beautiful. So I said to him, "Thank you." He said again, "You really are very beautiful." I thanked him again and all I could think of was introducing myself. So I did. I asked his name. It's not as tasty as Adonis ~ his name was Gerald. Works for me!

That's how it ended. Yeah, I'm a pretty shy girl. Hard to believe that if you knew me but I am a wimp! He smiled at me with the most perfect beautiful teeth, his eyes were not brown - but a light brown. His handshake was firm and his hands weren't soft nor were they rough. As I walked away I couldn't stop smiling . . . okay for the rest of the night I couldn't stop smiling. He struck a chord in me. He gave me a warm fuzzy. Oh . . . the "pizza of resistance" - I looked like crap. I looked like I was going shopping. I was in the comfortable jeans, the reliable comfy sweater. C'mon girls you know how I was dressed.

The morale to my story is that I felt good that someone could say something that made me feel great and I savored that moment by not finding out anymore about him. Like this past run on sentence, it would be nice if our paths cross, if they don't I hope he knows that he made this miss smile and feel good about herself for a change. Gotta say, dammmmmnnnnnn he looked good!!!

My second thing was today I med the Dahali Lama's right hand man. I wanted to just feel his energy and I did. I was so special to be around one who is just so . . (can't find the word(s)).

So far it's been a wonderful 24 hours.

1 comment:

  1. It's nice to get those ego boosts sometimes. There are men that prefer the natural look. I sometimes get approached more when I'm sporting the no make-up, frizzy-haired look.