When I was in 1st grade, Sister Angelita gave us a simple assignment. Answer 3 questions: (1) Who is your best friend? (2) What do you like to do for fun? (3) What do you want to be when you grow up? My answers: (1) My best friend is Jesus, (2) I like to Dance and (3) When I grow up I want to be a mother.
At age 6, my future career goal seemed like an easy task.....at age 39, not so much.
My 40th Birthday party..... with no serious boyfriend or potential baby-daddy in sight, I resigned to the fact that I would never be a wife or mommy. So, after several Margaritas, I just blew out my 40 candles and decided that I could be just as happy in my role as a single, middle-aged party girl, with a successful career and a long-time fling with the equally middle-aged, party-boy/teacher/bartender.
Fast forward two months later......the Fix-Up. As much as I dislike blind dates, I agreed to this one. Just show up at the basement Halloween party, have several drinks and partake in some polite conversation. After laying my eyes on the handsome stranger for the first time, I was so thankful that I decided to dress as the Sexy German Beer Girl and not as Medusa.
6 hours later.......and after a marathon make-out session on the futon......I thought, could it be??? Is he the one???
