Twitterpated

Yesterday, Divina and I took Tita Sarah to the library. She and Tito Jedd are visiting from Milwaukee. Frequent readers here might recall the wedding of Jedd and Sarah as the one where I forgot to apply deoderant that morning and realized this during the ceremony and, because I am prone to emitting strong oder, slipped out and ran back to the hotel room to apply the forgotten deoderant. During the run my strappy shoes cut my heal badly and I am sworn to never wear strappy shoes again. Anyway, we went to the library, and on the way out found ourselves falling over ourselves and bumping into several people and children between the two large doors. Why? Because of the extremely cute man who was following us out. Both of us kept turning around in a effort to get another look. So I, being the eloquent and swave individual that I am, said to Sarah, thinking the man was out of earshot by then, "whoooo, THAT guy was cute" and she said "I KNOW." Then she started laughing. Apparently, she tells me, he was standing right behind her and heard the whole thing, grinning from ear to ear. Sarah then told me about being "twitterpated." It's from Bambi when the bunnies get twitterpated in spring when they fall in love. He got us twitterpated. Thanks library guy!