Oh hell....

Okay, so the fact that my brother is here is normal. The fact that his girlfriend is with him is normal. The fact that his hottie friend who I caught checking me out on Father's Day (and is about a year younger than me at least) is with them is a fact that is freaking me out. Why? Because suddenly I feel like moronic school girl. Yesterday, when I thought they were coming, I did my make-up. Today? This is the second time they've been by and the second time around, I sprayed myself to be sure I smelled pretty.

How fricking obvious is THAT? Jeez! Thankfully, they're in a different room and can't tell just yet, nor can they read this. But his friend has asked me if I'm going to throw a party and invite over some guys tonight (and the tone of that? Slightly flirtatious). Now normally, I don't really have a problem with talking to guys. Not even guys I like. But with this guy, I kind of feel like an idiot or I'm stumbling over my words, hence me freaking out when he's around.

I've kindly asked Kristina to shoot me but she refused. That would mean not seeing him, as she pointed out.

Does that change anything? No. Not one damn bit. And they're making themselves comfortable...making food, putting on music...it's like I'm having a party. But there are only four of us here.

Hoo boy. Well, for my peace of mind, at least they're hanging out quite a bit in the spare room and the garage.

I don't feel like as big of an idiot.

Oh hell....

Okay, so the fact that my brother is here is normal. The fact that his girlfriend is with him is normal. The fact that his hottie friend who I caught checking me out on Father's Day (and is about a year younger than me at least) is with them is a fact that is freaking me out. Why? Because suddenly I feel like moronic school girl. Yesterday, when I thought they were coming, I did my make-up. Today? This is the second time they've been by and the second time around, I sprayed myself to be sure I smelled pretty.

How fricking obvious is THAT? Jeez! Thankfully, they're in a different room and can't tell just yet, nor can they read this. But his friend has asked me if I'm going to throw a party and invite over some guys tonight (and the tone of that? Slightly flirtatious). Now normally, I don't really have a problem with talking to guys. Not even guys I like. But with this guy, I kind of feel like an idiot or I'm stumbling over my words, hence me freaking out when he's around.

I've kindly asked Kristina to shoot me but she refused. That would mean not seeing him, as she pointed out.

Does that change anything? No. Not one damn bit. And they're making themselves comfortable...making food, putting on music...it's like I'm having a party. But there are only four of us here.

Hoo boy. Well, for my peace of mind, at least they're hanging out quite a bit in the spare room and the garage.

I don't feel like as big of an idiot.