It's been hard to get a close up of the guy- but he always plays with his shirt off and the only thing I can tell you is he is pale (not in a bad way- I know this sounds contradictory) and has brown hair.
Anyway- he was out tonight around the same time I decided to go on a run (I promise this wasn't on purpose even though runs are rare for me these days...Texas heat I promise...). My cousins rode their bikes as a I ran around the circle. Fun fact- if you run around it 9 times it's a 5K.
Soccer boy- yeah we'll call him soccer boy- was being really sweet playing soccer with a bunch of kids. Ages ranged anywhere from 7 to 13. I told my cousin, McCall, to go play with the kids and soccer boy to "check him out" and that I would come over in 5 minutes. I finished my mile (yes mile, I know pathetic, but hey at least I did one!) and headed over to "see what McCall was up to. Yep, I traded in the rest of my workout for a boy. I promise I had originally intended on running more later.
I joined in on the game during a water break so soccer boy introduced himself. We did the casual greeting and gathering of information- where we were from, if we lived close to the park, why each of us were here for the summer and finally- who we lived with.
I explained that I was living with my aunt, uncle and cousins, while I worked at a dental practice in Plano as a marketing intern. It was his turn... "I live with my son during the summertime". Wait. I'm sorry- your what? Your son?? Awkward. "He's the one on the tire swing," soccer "boy" said as he pointed in that direction. I hid my shock and my cousin gleamed at his son, telling me later about how cute she thought he was.
So that was that. I couldn't exactly back out of the game, so I invited my cousin Sonny over to play too and we stayed for a little while. Of course, not 5 minutes in to the game- I totally wiped out- awesome.
Battle wounds.
How awkward can this night get? Hey- at least I wasn't trying to impress him at this point.
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