I'm seriously infatuated. There, I've said it. Why is that so hard for me to admit? Probably because I'm always the one doling out the advice and warning people about falling too hard, too fast. And I haven't even met him face to face yet, this Texas Cowboy who's captured my attention.
But....
He makes me laugh.
Me: It's strange, I hardly know you, and yet I'm gonna miss you while you're gone.
Him: I know, Darlin'. But it won't be forever.
Me: I know that, too. Gawd, I love your accent.
Him: Thank you.
Me (laughing): I like the way you call me Darlin'. Say darlin' again.
Him: Darlin' again.
Me: Smartass.
We really do have the same kind of sense of humor...and there's no topic that's taboo. I love it. And then there's our dirty minds....
Me: I don't put out on the first date.
Him: Neither do I, so I hope to GOD you're gonna be staying for more than one day.
And usually I try to steer clear of getting emotionally involved in anything deeper than friendship with men in the military men.
So here I am, throwing my own advice out the window...
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