Nearly Perfect

I just got back from a lovely day. I wasn't sure it was going to be a lovely day when it started, but luckily God laughs at my plans.




I woke this morning after a long struggle to get some kind of sleep so I could go out with some friends today. I managed to get a whole 4 hours, and upon waking drank about a liter of Passover Coke for the caffiene to actually move.



Sometime after that, things started to look up. I had some energy, and put it to good use cleaning my kitchen while making a quick lunch, then showering, and combing my closet for outfits that were "sexy" without actually looking like I tried to be sexy. I was going to a bar to watch sports with friends. Actually dressing sexy would be overdoing it, but I figured if any of them invited someone single and hot, I should at least look good.



In the end, I looked meh. Oh well. At least I was having a decent hair day.



So I get there. And.. there's a possibly single adonis there. I didn't ask him if he was single.. I'm merely making assumptions on the lack of ring.



The guy was hot. Not the type I normally go for.. but I'll make exceptions. His hair was a sandy-red-blonde, and he had the air of a real manly man. You could clearly tell that he had no trouble growing a full beard if he wanted, though he was clean shaven. His body was athletically built, like a soccer player. He wore a simple t-shirt and cargo shorts, and his outfit plus persona made me think of Matthew McConaughey. He seemed like a good guy, and even made decent conversation.



But what really caught my eye, and had me ... erm.. staring at him like he was a dish of ice cream.. were two things.



First, he had a fantastic way of smiling. It was like he'd reinvented it. His entire face smiled. Lips. Eyes. Cheeks. I think even his forehead smiled. It was impossible to see him smile without wishing you could be that happy. I partly watched just to see him do it again.



But mostly I watched his eyes. His eyes shone. Glimmered really. They weren't a remarkable color. Simple hazel-green, but they looked fantastic on him. They were mesmerizing.



Honestly, thinking back on it now.. there wasn't much that was obviously remarkable about him. His hair was ordinary colored. His skin was ordinary "irish" white boy (the white with some freckles). His eyes were ordinary colored. He was ordinarily fit. He was ordinarily dressed.



But I promise you... the whole effect of him was nothing short of smoking hot. (I say this as a girl who normally hates white boys with freckles.)



Mmmm eye candy in person while watching eye candy run about a field on TV. The day got super better instantly.



Then I ordered a beer. They had a beer I've never tried before.. Widmer? On tap. In an icy cold mug the size of my head. For.. $7. And it was good beer (not Bud Light or Coors Light or normal american mainstream piss water - sorry if anyone is offended, have I mentioned I'm a beer snob?) So anyway my day got awesome quickly.



Then since I was right near my favorite shopping strip, I went shopping. I came out with a shirt and skirt that I thought was going to put me back $60, however when it was rang up it came out as $25. ROCK ON!



So super awesome day.. I drive home, because I'm supposed to actually be working on a business plan today for a client meeting in two days. I've done nothing with the business plan, and on my way home realize that tomorrow is nearly booked solid. So I start to panic that I'm not going to get it done.



I get home. Check my email. My client emails me "Can we postpone our meeting until later in the week? I got called out of town this weekend."



Seriously.. it couldn't have gone any better.



(ok.. it could have.. Mr HotBod could have asked for my number or asked me out this evening for a sexy romp.. Cuz I need one. I do... but other than that.. Perfect.)