I think, “It’s pretty warm outside. I wonder if I should offer a cold beverage to the guy fixing our garage door.”
I say, “How it’s going?”
He thinks, “It’s about time she came out to check on me!”
He says, “Pretty damn hot.”
I think, “Oh my!”
I say, “Would you like an ice water or a lemonade?”
He replies, “Anything. Yes. That’d be great.”
I go back inside to fetch his drink. I giggle. I tell my son.
“He said that?” Joe replied in surprise.
“He did, indeed,” I nodded.
Ed. Note: It’s only 80 degrees but it is really humid. Who was I to argue?
I think people use the word “damn” when they simply mean “really.” It is nice that you offered a drink. 🙂
Are you sure he didn’t think you’d said, “How’m I glowing?”
Because his words would have been my exact response to that question.
Love you, Dahling.
PS Elena gave my avi a makeover for the summer. Unbeknownst to me. Never let your kids know your password.
Though Nick Jonas is a cutie patootie. In a 15yo sort of way. 🙂