I talk with my neighbor "E" occasionally. We converse about kids, dogs, landscaping etc.. He lives across the street with his lovely wife, three cute little girls, one cat and four dogs. My boys and I enjoy playing with his dogs.
BTW his dogs have more of a life than I do. They go canoeing, horseback riding, 4-wheeling, hunting and fishing.
Recently "E" mentioned that they are looking for a new home. I think it's my fault they don't want to live here anymore.
It all started when a lady asked, "You live across the street from "E" right? He has the most beautiful eyes." Now I had never looked at his eyes that closely. I'm on the shy side and don't do the direct eye contact thing very well.
The next time "E" and I were talking I tried to casually glance over and check out his eyes. The casual part must not have worked. He immediately took a couple of steps back and asked, "How is your HUSBAND?" He must have thought I was trying to send him some kind of signal! Maybe he has that trouble often, his eyes were pretty nice.
"E" if you ever read this, please know that The Big Guy is all the man I can handle. Don't be afraid.
I feel sorry for the good looking people in the world, having to fend off the unwanted advances of others. I can only be grateful I don't have that worry.
My Cup Runneth Over by Ree
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