I was flying on a Southwest flight from Durham to Nashville today, en route to Detroit. As is my habit, I took a first row seat - the ones that face backward toward the rest of the plane.

About halfway through the flight I looked up to notice a man, younger than me, looking at me with a pair of wonderfully mild blue eyes. I wondered why he was looking?

I took a bite of my banana and looked down. The long tail of the seatbelt was coiled in my lap like a snake. With the next bite of banana I noticed that the clear plastic cup of water that I was holding between my legs, with ice circling, probably looked interesting too.

I guess I can be sexy sometimes - even when I'm not trying.