I needed some Benadryl, so I swung by the store after I played golf today. I was squatted down, like a catcher, in the aisle comparing the generic to the name brand when it happened. This total soccer mom came around the corner and almost tripped over me. That was the ice breaker! I apologized to her and she to me. She was all, “I’m not having a good week” and I took the opportunity to throw some of my mojo at her. Well, she was definitely picking up what I was laying down. Next, I positioned myself to see if she was wearing a ring. She wasn’t, so I had a 5 second mental dance party…

We continued to small talk as we acted like we were looking for something. There was a point in the conversation when I could tell she wanted me to ask her out, so I started plotting my approach.

That is when it happened… Her teenage daughter came around the corner, and it got awkward quick. I could tell she was waiting for me to say something, but I froze… The daughter freaked me out. She knew EXACTLY what was going on… And I felt like a creep preying on her mom. I will get over not asking her out, but what about her mom… Does it make it hard to date when you are the parent of a teen? Seems like it would be… With younger kids, you can hide stuff. However, the older they get the more the know about what your needs and actions are… I know a million divorced/single moms. I wonder if this is something they deal with?

More tomorrow… About something else probably…