Thursday, February 10, 2011

There's a smile on my face...

I'm running on 4 hours of sleep and nursing a horrible hangover, but good lord is there a smile on my face. 
He's that guy that you see out of the corner of your eye and he makes your jaw drop...and for some reason every fiber of your being WANTS HIM...and you haven't even spoken to him yet. 
I can't really even write this...I just have this stupid grin on my face from just thinking about him.  I salivate thinking about him.  I get giddy and shy thinking about him.  Thinking about him wants to make me buy pots and pans and learn to cook. 
This one isn't even referred to by a nickname.  This one has his actual name in my phone. 
This ones smile makes me grin.

I'm not sure if I have butterflies...I think they all might be sleeping off the alcohol we drank last night.  I'll tell you later if they show up.

xoxo,

ME