I wasn't particularly crazy about the plot that insisted upon me chatting endlessly to my new neighbor, Mike. Not that he's ugly or anything, but it's more of the fact that he is incredibly doggone gorgeous. And it did not come from me, pray tell, it was all my friend Carrie's doing.
I was minding my own business, being my own woman, when Carrie happen to walk into my house and announce that it was time I got a little action.
Immediately, I disagreed. I was fine being on my own, in fact, I enjoyed it quite a bit. Except for my eight year old tabby cat named Cha Cha, of course. Coming home to him has to be the highlight of my day. As I walk in the front door each night, Cha cha is there to great me with a purr. She can't talk, which any normal person would, that will ruin my day. A cat is and always will be the perfect companion. They don't talk, don't criticize, don't interrupt, can't tell you that he thinks you should lose a little weight because you're looking a little chubby today.
Everything just points positively toward cats. They just snuggle up to you, no questions asked.
Now, Carrie popped into this wonderful equation and decided to change things up. I don't know how it happened, but somehow I had agreed to stop by my mysterious new neighbors house
Per Carries instruction, I was to be friendly, no muttering under my breath, smile brightly, and under no circumstances should I run away as quickly as possible.
Since he was new and I had no clue what to say to the man, I decided to bake him a cake to introduce him to me. Unfortunately.
Once it was done, frosted, decorated, and everything, I walked as slowly as possible over to his house.
As I knocked on his door, I spread out each knock, hoping to deter the door opening and the introductions. With no suck luck, the door swung open and a tall, well kept male, with dark brown hair and green eyes stood before me, leaving me speechless.
The corners of his lips pushed upward as a smile appeared on his face.
"It's nice to meet you."
"Oh!" I said quickly, realizing I was being awkwardly silent. "I'm Anna. I live next door. I just wanted to introduce myself because you probably don't know many people around here yet."
"It's nice to meet you Anna." He pulled the door open, inviting me in. "Come inside
I was minding my own business, being my own woman, when Carrie happen to walk into my house and announce that it was time I got a little action.
Immediately, I disagreed. I was fine being on my own, in fact, I enjoyed it quite a bit. Except for my eight year old tabby cat named Cha Cha, of course. Coming home to him has to be the highlight of my day. As I walk in the front door each night, Cha cha is there to great me with a purr. She can't talk, which any normal person would, that will ruin my day. A cat is and always will be the perfect companion. They don't talk, don't criticize, don't interrupt, can't tell you that he thinks you should lose a little weight because you're looking a little chubby today.
Everything just points positively toward cats. They just snuggle up to you, no questions asked.
Now, Carrie popped into this wonderful equation and decided to change things up. I don't know how it happened, but somehow I had agreed to stop by my mysterious new neighbors house
Per Carries instruction, I was to be friendly, no muttering under my breath, smile brightly, and under no circumstances should I run away as quickly as possible.
Since he was new and I had no clue what to say to the man, I decided to bake him a cake to introduce him to me. Unfortunately.
Once it was done, frosted, decorated, and everything, I walked as slowly as possible over to his house.
As I knocked on his door, I spread out each knock, hoping to deter the door opening and the introductions. With no suck luck, the door swung open and a tall, well kept male, with dark brown hair and green eyes stood before me, leaving me speechless.
The corners of his lips pushed upward as a smile appeared on his face.
"It's nice to meet you."
"Oh!" I said quickly, realizing I was being awkwardly silent. "I'm Anna. I live next door. I just wanted to introduce myself because you probably don't know many people around here yet."
"It's nice to meet you Anna." He pulled the door open, inviting me in. "Come inside
