*Swoon*

Thanks to the flurry of dating activity that was being planned last week, it was less of a struggle to text Crikey than I thought it would be. Having learned my lesson from Crossfit and not wanting to screw it up with Crikey so early on was extra incentive NOT to act on all the flirty feelings.

Friday morning, (this is the Friday after my date with The Actor for those who are following along chronologically) as I was coming home from the gym at 8 o'clock in the morning my phone beeped. I assumed it was my roommate updating me on the bathroom/eating status of our dogs.

Much to my amazement, it was Crikey!!! Color me shocked!! And pleased. And intrigued. And turned on....oops, where was I?

It had been pouring rain and flooding in California since Crikey had left for Germany. So this is what he said:

"What the hell is going on back there? I leave you for 10 minutes and the heavens open!! Or it could be the angels crying cause they know how much I miss you..."

(I'll give you a second to regain control of your gag reflex.)

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!! I mean....just....AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! Sweetest. Text. Ever. Seriously!!!

OK OK OK. I know it's nauseating. As a friend pointed out to me, I MUST be nuts for this guy because that is a barfy text message....and I LOVE IT.

Rain be damned, nothing could take the smile off my face that day!

Flirting is the art of making a man feel pleased with himself,
LL