Okay, I wasn't going to update today (or probably this week even) as I leave for Vegas in a few hours. Whee!
But the MOST embarrassing thing just happened.
Okay, because we're big girly girls we have a guy who comes and mows our lawn. He actually does a shitty job as he doesn't edge or sweep. We'd do it, but we don't have an edger and our push mower doesn't do the super best job. So basically, we're big lazy girls as we have yet to call him and tell him to stop coming.
And said lawn guy has a habit of leaving the front gate open, and therefore Montego has a habit of getting out (Freeeeedom!!!!!).
This morning? No exception.
So I'm walking down the sidewalk with her leash in one hand, and a box of Milkbones in the other, whistling and calling for her. I see her, about four blocks down, just milling about being a happy free dog. I call her, shake the treats and miraculously she comes running. (Usually she runs in the opposite direction and next thing I know we're blocks and blocks away and normally when this happens, I'm wearing slippers.)
She gets to me, I slip on her leash and we start walking home when I hear: "Is she yours?" I turn around and see the cutest guy, clad in a white t-shirt and cargos (does it get better?) holding a cell phone.
Hannah:
Yeah
Cute Guy:
I
was just about to try and get her and call. I was out walking mine.
Hannah:
Oh
thank you so much. I think the lawn guy left the gate open.
CG:
Do
you live near here?
Hannah:
Yeah,
just right there. About four houses down.
CG:
Oh. Cool. I'm Adam.
Hannah:
Hannah. Thanks again.
CG:
Yeah, I wanted to go over to
her when I first saw her, but my dogs are eh with others. I have two boxers.
Hannah:
Thanks again. She always does this when I'm in a hurry. Well, if you ever
see her again, I'm that one, the cream one.
CG:
Oh, with the blue trim?
Hannah:
Yeah. Thanks.
And as we're walking away, him backwards (hee!), he says "I know how it would feel if anything ever happened to mine."
Okay, so that in and of itself? Urban boy and girl meet cute, right? But y'all have no clue what I look like right now.
Exhibit A: Me - wearing (ONLY) a really old Stephen F. Austin University t-shirt. Barefoot. Dirty hair, pulled back in just woke up craziness, and I feel like there are Ewoks on my teeth. There are black rings under my eyes and Oxy all over my face. People! I have zit medicine on my face!
I just can't even expand on that.
Happy Birthday Hannah!
The notify likes to go out in public with nasty faces.