GG already knows this, but I had to share with everybody else.

My washing machine needed some repairs done and so... they were done just a bit ago by the CUUUTEST, youngest, FOREIGN young man I have seen in ages! Had I seen him when I was a teenager, he'd still be here! SOOOOO right up my alley! His name is Tony but I'm not sure if he's French or German. If he had talked to me a little more, I might have made it out. (swooooon) OMGosh! Sometimes God outdoes Himself in the looks department with some people, ya know?

And hey... the house still smells like him! Whatever it is, it isn't from the States! Nothing I ever smelled before. WEEEEEEE! If only I was 50 yrs younger! My spirit is 15, though!

He was so serious at first... until I called him by his name... and, oh, that smile! (swoooon, again)

Thank you, God, for the little moments in a day!

Ok, you lecherous old woman!