Seasons

I never thought I was one of those people who were affected by the seasons. In fact, I thought that people who claimed that they were affected were full of shit.

Then.

Then, the sun came out. I have spent time outdoors whenever possible since the weather started getting nice. I can't get enough of the sunshine on my skin.

On days when I spend time outside, I'm unreasonably happy.

I thought I was going crazy happy.

I'm pretty sure it's due to the weather.

Who knew?

I stand corrected.

Pimp

Have you tried Special K's Fruit Crisps?

They are fantastic. They are the closest you are going to get to a Pop-Tart for 100 calories.

Hmmmm... remember Pop-Tarts? No, not really. Sigh.

I keep pimping the Fruit Crisps to everybody I know, cause when you don't get junk food, even junk food adjacent is a happy, delicious thing.

But, seriously, they're really pretty good.

You. Are. Welcome.

Yikes!

So, about a month ago I got a Facebook friend request from Dude. I didn't really know who he was, but he lives close to me and he works at the car dealership where I get my oil changed. I thought maybe he was the guy I talk to up there, so I accepted the friend request. I thought, why not?

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Why not, she thought naively. Bah!

Dude Facebook chats me now. He's sent me his cell number at least six times so that I can "text him."

Did I forget to mention that Dude is married with a two year old son!!!

You know how I know this? It says so on his Facebook profile.

Why would I text a married man? What would we text about?

Even if I didn't get a Tiger Woods/Jesse James vibe from this guy, it would be weird.

Here's the problem:

He works at the place where I get my oil changed. What the hell am I supposed to do about that? I can't unfriend him. I think he'll notice and then "magically" all the oil leaks out of my car and I have to pay for expensive repairs?

I'm not texting him. That's not happening.

I'm doing my best to ignore him.

Boys are so weird.