So tonight I'm at the store and a tall man in a black cowboy hat struck up a conversation with me in the movie section. This tall man was NOT my husband. He flirted with me.
And we passed each other about three times in grocery, and each time, he smiled, made eye contact, and said hello.
At that point, Dawn elbowed me and said, "Mom, that mustache dude is totally flirting with you!"
Really? Wow. It's been awhile.
Now, the fact that I am sporting a size 20, instead of the 24 I was at Christmas, I'm sure has nothing to do with it.
But it made me smile, and put a much-needed touch of pep in my step.
And made me glad that Hubby and I have each other, and I do not have to date. Ever again.
ba-deep ba-deep ba-deep . . .
7 years ago