My mother saw Tony Stewart on the road yesterday. He was riding in Joe Gibbs' fancy truck, in the suburbs of DC. My mom went into detail about how cute he was, and what a pretty smile he had, and how nice that smile was after she gave him a wave and a thumbs-up, and how his black golf shirt was more flattering than Home Depot orange. "If I were 20 years younger..." she said dreamily.
Proof positive that I got my taste in men from her!!! And just as well that I'm with a woman!
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!!!!
Well, I know Tony wouldn't have painted my ceiling by sitting on his best friend's shoulders, and I bet he can't braid my hair, either...