This morning, FedEx left a package with me for my neighbor across the hall. No problem. I work from home, so I’ll be home all day. I can do that. And besides, this neighbor is a boy. He’s a cute boy. It gave me an excuse to meet him. I’ve seen him around the complex but hadn’t met him.

He stopped over about 12:30pm to pick up his package. He’s even cuter up close … He was actually conversational … he just didn’t pick up his package. But after the conversation, I REALLY feel like a dork. Even now … over 5 hours later.

He said something about me being a NASCAR fan. I was like “how do you know that”? Apparently … I get a little loud when I watch the races … He even knew that I was a Dale Jr fan. He said that one nite he came home, and there must have been a nite race going on. He heard me yell something about Dale Jr trying to go 3 wide. Ooops. Heehee …

I told him that I’d try to be quiet this season (it does start this weekend after all ). He said it was okay. He said it was entertaining. Not sure what to think of that. Or the fact that he remembered my outburst. Maybe he’s a NASCAR fan too. And maybe he’d wanna watch a race together sometime. Yeah … and maybe pigs fly … LOL.