I'm spending Christmas with my parents. It's the first real vacation I'm taking for a while. When I drove into the small town in the mountains my parents have retried to, I didn't expect to meet someone like her. Least of all be attracted to her. She's the small-town girl-next-door guys like me should stay away from. Why? Because they're our kryptonite. They suck us in and make us feel things.
The highlight of my year is the Christmas charity event, this year I've been able to be more hands-on than ever before. When Patrick walked into the restaurant I work, I knew I was in trouble. You can't change guys like Patrick, they work too hard and you'll always come second to them. Tell my body that. She didn't get the memo.