So, j said to me the other night, "have you ever looked more beautiful than you do right now?". Wow. And I looked crazy. I had worked in my yard for 2.5 hours, still had on my cargoish shorts and a t-shirt. My hair was in a very messy ponytail and I hadn't touched up my makeup.
Was he serious? He sounded serious. His eyes, very brown eyes, looked serious. But, really. I just don't know. Maybe it was the alcohol talking. He has a dimple.
Those words just pop in my head every so often. I hear their echo. It kind of makes my insides jelly.
I guess, really, I don't care if he is serious. It was so sweet and nice to hear and has made me smile numerous times. And tickled my insides. And that feels good. It reminds me I'm alive.
