Be Careful what u Wish For, It might Come too Soon!
Ok, so u know how I mentioned that I was happily awaiting my next affair-like encounter with the cute UPS man? Well, 10:30 this morning, the doorbell rang. No one was in my house. I was home alone. I looked like crap, I mean, I literally rolled out of bed, with a hole in my t-shirt right above my right boob, my hair in a bun plopped on top of my head, cold in my eye, and bad morning breath. Grumbling all the way to the door, I suddenly had a revelation: Oh my goodness, I think it's the cute UPS guy!!!!!!!! No one usually rings our bell that early, so UPS was the only logical conclusion. And my conclusion was right. It was my cute UPS man standing in the doorway when I reluctantly looked through the peephole and saw his face. I sighed, unlocked the door and accepted my fate.
He was so sweet. He smiled at me as I revealed my sleepy countenance. He said, "Oh, you were sleeping." I smiled and nodded my head. The butterflies started to party in my stomach. I signed the machine thingie and he handed me the package. He asked me how my Thanksgiving was. My smile broadened, and I said it was good and mentioned that I went to a friend's house. I asked him how his was and he said it was good. If I wasnt so sleepy, I would have asked him where and how he spent his, but my bad morning breath kept me in check. He smiled, and left.
Ah, thank you Lord for beautiful men. However, Lord, I pray that we will not have morning breath in heaven. Amen.