You know when something funny happens or you get nervous or embarrassed about something and someone points at you and says, "You're blushing!" and you want to slap them upside the head because your face then turns an even darker shade of red? Well . . today I was the one that realized I was blushing. Normally I can't tell that I'm blushing even when others claim I am, but today . . today I felt the blood rush and rush and rush to my cheeks . . and I don't even know why!!
I was sitting at my desk working on something when in walks Rochester. I had just happened to be thinking something about him, although I can't remember what I was thinking . . oh yeah, maybe I was thinking about how nice it was of him to buy me dinner last night. He really is such a gentleman. AG says that any good guy friend would pay, but I mean, really, how many actually do?
At any rate . . in he walks in his suit . . which he always looks so nice in . . so clean-cut and professional and ZZ Top's "Sharp-Dressed Man" starts playing in my head. . . I don't even know what he said to me . . just small-talk, you know . . but sometimes when he looks at me or smiles, I just get, I dunno, nervous or something. . it's weird, because I feel completely comfortable around him. Today, I felt like I was having hot flashes! All I could think was, "Ohmygosh, I hope he doesn't notice! I mean, I never notice when other people blush, so maybe he's not noticing that I'm blushing right now . . a lot! Guys aren't very perceptive, right? They don't pay attention to details, to small things like fire-red cheeks, do they?"
I really, really hope not.
