Died of embarrassment and went to Heaven...

Well people who know me know how easy I blush and how red my face gets in such situation, I think yesterday so was the day of all days of red. Earlier in the afternoon I went to my favourite clothing store in town, I still had some giftcertificates from my birthday left over, so I thought I gonna get myself some new pants, my lest favourite clothing item to buy. When I got there I was just overjoyed by all the nice blue tops, my all time favourite colour, a colour I am quite aware of too that looks good on me. Well there was this really nice bright, colourful top, not something I would consider for myself, just because it's really attention drawing, just for fun I decided to try it on, and omg it looked so good and for me to say that about myself was quite something, so I called my buddy Lucy over to see what she thought about it, and she just totally loved it, she was uh-ing and ah- ing that after a short time I had half the women in the dressing area peak out there rooms and commented on it. Everybody said it looked really 'hot' and hot is not a word I would ever use to describe something on me. But I must admit it looked really good, it was comfortable to wear, even so it was totally out of my comfortzone and I have no clue when I will ever wear it, but hey I have plenty of clothes like that so what was one more. And I really liked it. As I am checking out at the cashier and Lucy is still going on about how good it looked, I can feel my cheeks just matching more and more the pink in the shirt. I just absolutely hate it when there is attention drawn to me.
Later that night I picked up my friend Betty and we met up with one of her friends at a local establishment to listen to some music, actually it was a father and son team that runs a karaoke entertainment, they sing themselves and then let others do karaoke in between. Father and son are quite good, actually they were fantastic. Before the performance started we were introduced to them by Betty's friend and we sat at the table next to theirs. They also had company from Ohio with them. Betty's friend knew them quite well and she requested a few songs for them to sing. Well this is where my evening became interesting, embarrasing and I guess I should introduce now Jeff, young, handsome, blonde short hair, tall, killer smile, goatee and an all around hottie in my eyes. Well so after about an hour of listening to them, they played a requested song dedicated to me, that would have been enough attention for me for one night, but it had to get better, while already turning red of the shear mentioning of my name in public, I all of a sudden felt this hand on my shoulder and I hear Jeff sing "Amazed" right behind me, he then takes the seat across from me, while I have my face covered by now, I could feel my cheeks just burning and shining...great I have this gorgeous hunk in front of me, his hand on my knee, and he sings to me my all time favourite song and I can't even look at him, while there is a singing break in the song, he asks me why my face was so red, and I am half dead. After what seems like an eternity he finally leaves, as he leaves, he messes up my hair and kisses me on the cheek, and I am dying and went to heaven immediately. In the meantime I am suffering from red face(and no alcohol involved)which the guy beside our table picked up immediately and every time I went back to normal skin colour he would make some remark to me that would send my face into immediate red zone and then he would tell me about the nice shade of red I turn. It was absolutely horrible. Otherwise I had a great time and we didn't get home until well after midnight.
Now I really have to do something about the red face, this was cute when I was 16 or even maybe when I was 20 but now at 40, this is not cute or cool. By far.