Today has been an interesting day. Let me tell you about one instance in particular that sticks out in my mind. I was in my room when my mom called up to me saying that my dad wanted me to shovel the snow out from under my car and clean it off. I shrugged -- I did it yesterday. Why did I have to do it today, too? So I reluctantly grabbed my keys and the small shovel my dad bought for me and headed out into the cold to get to work. My dad followed me. "You're not going to use THAT, are you??" he asked, pointing to the shovel. I looked at him "No....DAD," I replied, irritated. "Of course, not. I'm just putting it in the trunk of my car like you ASKED me to." He did the goofy dad grin and said "You should get a bigger shovel....like the one THAT guy has." He gestured to the guy across the street shoveling the snowy mess off of his own car. The guy looked up and smiled at me........my God........who was his GUY?? Why have I never seen this cute man before?? "I like this shovel," he said. "Comes in handy!" And that was it. My dad laughed and walked away. I ran to the garage and grabbed a bigger shovel, my heart racing.

When I ran back to my car the first thing I noticed was that the guy kept looking over at me. I started shoveling the mess that had piled up around my car. "Do you need help? I could offer you a hand in getting the snow off of the roof of your car if you like" He asked, looking at me. I smiled. This guy was really cute and I was flattered. "No. I think I'll be ok! Thanks, though!" Dumbass! Why didn't you accept?? I though as I turned away. Stupid stupid stupid stupid! I realized as my hands were getting numb that I definately needed better gloves. I leaned the shovel against a pile of snow and ran into the house to get my dad's.

When I ran back outside and picked up the shovel again, he walked over to me. "You know," he said as he got closer, "I think it's taking you a little too long." He laughed. "Let me help you!!" I graciously accepted and he got to work. I thousand thoughts raced through my head. Who was this guy?? Is he my neighbor? Is he flirting with me? What is this? Is he just being nice?? Ahh! My brain broke into a million confused pieces. Not only did he get the snow off of the top of my car, he also cleaned the snow from my tires and doors and cleaned my windshield wipers. We proceeded to make small talk. He is my new neighbor. He moved in across the street. Though he didn't say his age, I am guessing he is about 25. He asked if I went to Northwestern. That was only time in my life that I wish I went there so I could say "yes." I wanted to tell him I was coming back in the summer, but that would be too strange, I think. We continued chatting. Then he turned to me, smiled a HUGE smile, and said "Have a safe drive back to Ohio." Then he walked away. Time seemed to slow down. No man has ever helped me with this before. I turned to thank him yet again but it was too late. He had disappeared.

I walked back to the garage, a HUGE grin plastered on my face. My dad walked up to me, pinched me on the cheek and said "You are so cute when you're happy. So.........when's the wedding?" He had been watching the whole time.

Had they planned this?? Hahahahaha! ;-)