such a nice boy...

last night i found myself in a little bit of an awkward situation {luckily it had a few benefits}.  but before i get to the story, there's a little background information that needs to be laid on the table.

to my dismay, natalie is not with me this semester.  that's right, partner in crime in this winter jungle is MIA.  yes, it gets lonely and quiet and i don't laugh quite as much - or go out to eat as much, for that matter.  but we're coping!  and sabrina is a major source of . . . copement.   no that's not a word, but it's what i mean.  goodness gracious am i ever lucky this gal decided to move in next door!  lately i've  escaped to her apartment a couple times.  it's usually a lot lighter (literally and figuratively), full of more people (with quite the variety), and packed with entertaining and memorable moments.  this will probably become a habit {and we can only hope that her roommates learn to love me!}.

last night was such a night.  i was snuggled up in the armchair of apartment 102 enjoying the smell of pancakes and bacon.  sabrina and i were discussing a boy of mutual acquaintance {over whom i was slightly perplexed} when two guys in earshot decided they wanted a part in the conversation.  after several minutes of them discussing my little plight and both giving full-fledged step-by-step advice, one simply declared, "he sounds crazy! you're a really pretty girl!  just tell him to bug off and be done!" . . . or something like that.  really, i just remember the phrase you're a really pretty girl!

despite his crazy advice and rather egotistical performance throughout the night, in that moment he was one of the best men in the world!  i don't remember the last time someone told me i was really pretty.  it's been a rough week and hearing a little praise of my feminine self was such a lift.  and quite the confidence boost considering the company.

so thank you, boy, for your kind words - they touched my heart!