Mr. Owasso

So it has taken me a while to process my weekend, I’ll try and put it into words that are actually readable.

My Saturday really, I don’t know any other word to describe it other than perfect.

I spent all day Saturday with Mr. Owasso (a name he hates, but has to live with), and we did nothing. When I say nothing I mean we watched old movies (Pillow Talk with Doris Day and Rock Hudson), we watched Wonder Woman, The Big Bang Theory, Young Sheldon and a couple of episodes of the Dinner show, not sure of the actual name.

We talked, we laughed, we played Battleship, yes, Battleship, which he won, all three games.

Next time I will soundly trounce him in Trivial Pursuit, he has no idea who he is dealing with when it comes to completely useless facts.

I’ve never experienced anything so easy, fun and comfortable. It’s more than a little disconcerting, when will the other shoe drop. When will he stop being less than perfect?

He’s still funny, smart, snarky, sarcastic, irreverent, sweet and still super cute. The last part was from 16 year old Angie. 54 year old Angie thinks that as well.

I still can’t get past it, men my age don’t look the way he does, seriously, I want to ask him if he really is that kid I went to school with.

Because I have seen the others we went to school with, nothing bad about them, at all, but man alive, they do not look like he does.

It is more than a little intimidating, he’s perfect and well, I am not.

Being a woman of a certain age and having had more than my fair share of children, well it causes insecurities and doubts about me. He could do so much better in the looks department, not the personality or brains part, I’m pretty snobby about those parts of myself. I think I’m really smart and funny, so there’s that.

But the other part, he so totally could do better. I hope he doesn’t realize it.

That’s all I have for now, oh, while I was in Oklahoma I did go to Owasso and found Owasso Rams socks!! How does one find those socks and not buy them? I don’t know the answer to that because I bought them.

As usual any comments can be left here or sent to me at angie@angieworld.com

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