Ohforpitysakes...

The Shaw guy came over yesterday to set up our new digital phone, cable and internet lines (obvs, we've switched from Telus). I'd known he would be coming over and so had the boys do a clean-up of the downstairs while I did upstairs.

So the guy arrives, I see him get out of his van and the first thing I notice is wow, hubba hubba, he's got a set of shoulders and arms on him! So I do the natural woman-thing, run to the mirror to make sure the hair and face are okay. He comes in, we introduce ourselves and he gets right to work. Most of what he had to do was downstairs, fixing up the lines and whatnot, and so it was just natural that the kids and I hung out down there to watch him. I'm sure those guys hate that, being stared at and having people ask them hundreds of questions, but it was kind of cool what he was doing and the kids were in awe. Ardan said to him, "Wow, it must be hard to be a cable guy!" and Gunnar, because I had just told him about the movie Cable Guy and Jim Carrey's role in it, goes "Cay-bulll guyyyyyy" (like from the movie). The Shaw guy and I looked at him and burst out laughing, so Gunn thought he was the king-shit after that, haha. The guy kept up a steady chatter with me and the kids, commenting on my little 'musicians' (the drum set, keyboard and guitar) and he was in shock to hear I had a fourth kid (who was upstairs sleeping), haha.

So whatever, an hour had gone by, he's still working at it and then Tyler comes home early from work. It was funny but I was like 'Doh!' because now I'd have to really hide the fact that I was ogling this guy's upper body. Then I felt guilty for thinking like that (not guilty about the ogling though, hey, I can look!) and so I fussed and fawned over Hubs for a bit and then made the introductions. Ty and the cable guy got along like long-lost buddies, talking about fishing and camping and whatever. I was feeling very superfluous but no way was I going back upstairs.

Anyway, two hours had now gone by and the guy finished up with his work. He came upstairs to check that the internet was working and the three of us adults watched a bit of the Michael Jackson Memorial show on tv (the guys traded a few MJ jokes while I shook my head). We said our goodbyes and thank-yous, and then he was gone.

And then I happened to walk past the mirror in the hallway and noticed that the middle button on my shirt was undone, had in fact been undone almost the entire time! So my gaping shirt had been open in what probably looked like a blatant come-on or something, my bra totally showing and obvious, and there I had been, hanging out down there the entire time ogling his chest!!! And I can't believe that neither the kids or Hubs noticed, and told me!

**GROAN!!**