False Hope and Hair Plugs
From now on I'm not leaving the house without my wedding ring. I wish I could tell you my decision was based on the fact too many handsome men keep hitting on me, but it's the older men who think I'm a single mom to whom I don't want to give false hope.
The other day in the supermarket my boy, Hendrick, started waving hello to an older gentleman in line behind me. An innocent game of peek-a-boo ensued and the man started getting wistful.
"I can't wait until I have a grandchild," he declared as I read the latest edition of "Soap Opera Digest."
We chatted casually for a few minutes about the pleasures of being a grandparent while the line crept slowly toward the cashier. Then he started telling me about his only child, a son, and lamenting the fact that none of his relationships seemed to last.
"I don't understand it," the man said. "He's a mechanical engineer, 6 foot 5 inches tall, and he looks like Michael Bolton."
"Mullet? Or post-mullet?" I wondered, considering my options for a moment.
If I had been single, he would have had me at mechanical engineer.
He would have lost me at Bolton.
The other day in the supermarket my boy, Hendrick, started waving hello to an older gentleman in line behind me. An innocent game of peek-a-boo ensued and the man started getting wistful.
"I can't wait until I have a grandchild," he declared as I read the latest edition of "Soap Opera Digest."
We chatted casually for a few minutes about the pleasures of being a grandparent while the line crept slowly toward the cashier. Then he started telling me about his only child, a son, and lamenting the fact that none of his relationships seemed to last.
"I don't understand it," the man said. "He's a mechanical engineer, 6 foot 5 inches tall, and he looks like Michael Bolton."
"Mullet? Or post-mullet?" I wondered, considering my options for a moment.
If I had been single, he would have had me at mechanical engineer.
He would have lost me at Bolton.
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