Cute Neighbor & Christmas Unwrapped

The pajama party is OVER. 

The snow finally stopped on Christmas night and it has been raining ever since.  Not that I'm complaining, the rain is washing all of the slush away.  As is the random tractor that showed up in my neighborhood this morning.  Who has a tractor in the burbs?  

At this point, I DON'T CARE.  Thank you Random Tractor Guy!  

My guess is that in one more day there will be no evidence of the white stuff that has almost put me in a straight jacket.  Taking no chances, I am leaving my car parked safely in the garage and will venture out tomorrow teary and shouting "thank gawd almighty we are free at last!"  (There really is no need for a straight jacket, I PROMISE.)

So!  Who wants to hear about Cute Neighbor?

You don't?

Ok.  Bye!

Kidding!  

Cute Neighbor gets to keep his name.  He is CUTE peeps.  I caught a ride to the grocery store with one of my other neighbors and as we were coming home, we caught sight of him trying to get his car into the garage.  I walked up, arms full of groceries, offering my help and praying the whole time that he wouldn't take me up on it because REALLY?  What help is SSG going to give someone about getting cars out of snow?  Maybe:  "I think it's supposed to thaw this weekend, just LEAVE it.  It's FINE that it's in the middle of the street.  People can TOTALLY go around."

"Oh thanks for offering, my roommate (please take note of the word ROOMMATE) is coming down." He answered nicely and then came over to shake my hand (firm handshake, no wet fish action which SSG hates).  "It's nice to finally meet you.  Who's this?"

"Huh?" I asked, completely forgetting my neighbor's adorable son who was carrying Fisher's bag of dog food behind me.  

Because his eyes?  BLUE!  

His smile?  Yummy!  

And his outfit?  NICE! 

(Jeans, good shoes, ironed tucked in shirt and a nice jacket--SSG's like the Terminator in the "once over" department.) 

"Oh!" I managed to pull it together.  "This is (insert NEIGHBOR'S name here loudly) son." 

Just then, his "roommate" came out.

A girl.  

Who also introduced herself.  And was really nice.  

But is a GIRL!

Cute Neighbor has a GIRL roommate ... who was in pajamas.  So he obviously is PERFECT FOR ME because he likes girls that WEAR PAJAMAS.  

And she's from the midwest somewhere so she helped him get his car out.  While SSG stood like a delicate little flower with two other neighbors quietly supervising and then said "you're welcome!" when he thanked us.  For doing nothing.  

Isn't that an AWESOME story?

Predo was like: "Where does he work?  Was that his girlfriend?  Where is he from?"  

To which I was all:  "I have no idea."

And then Predo was all: "Well that doesn't sound like a successful meeting."

So if YOU'RE all "I want to know more!"  Tell me what questions to ask and next time I see him I'll tackle and sit on him until he answers. 

I'm sure he'll LOVE it.  As will his "roommate" when she sees the random neighbor girl straddling her "roommate" interrogating him for the interwebs. 

Who wants to date SSG?  It's REALLY fun!

And then Christmas!  This was the first year I didn't fly home for Christmas since I took a few trips this year.  Perhaps you heard I went to France?  I didn't talk about it much.  Luckily I didn't have catching a flight to add to my stressful staying home from work and cookie baking worries.  My poor dad, who lives in Seattle, couldn't make it down to L.A. which is where my sis, brother in law and niece and nephew are.  

Predo & Jimmy took me in.  And forced me (totally unwillingly) to taste every liquor in their liquor cabinet.  (As I'm sure many of you saw when "Predo" commented on his own blog).  We had a great time.  Jimmy is an awesome cook.  Predo is an awesome bartender.  Their friends are awesome dish washers.  And SSG is an awesome bar stool warmer.  We had a white Christmas and there was a moment of panic when MORE SNOW dared to fall from the sky.  

Predo remedied the panic with his own libation creation.  Perhaps if all of you ask him, he'll share the recipe.  I totally would, if I could remember.  I only remember it having a really inappropriate name and being DELICIOUS.

How were YOUR Christmases?