the ups man makes my heart flutter.
not b/c he's cute.
i actually didn't even see his face.
ok, he doesn't really make my heart flutter.
but man oh man, that doorbell does it for me EVERY TIME.
i just love getting a package.
even if i have already tracked it 3 times, knowing exactly when it was going to arrive.
so the ups man is climbing back into his truck.
max's carseat is on the doorstep.
and i get to open my front door for 15 seconds of fresh air.
hoisting my gold back into the house.
one fresh of breath air.
or, one breath of fresh air.
and you want to know what i'm thinking?
man, those shorts he's wearing must be cold.
and as i'm turning to close my door,
i realize he has no door on his brown truck.
man, i'll bet that man is cold.