Hot Mama

So it's been an interesting week since my last post. I'm beginning to think that getting over the disappointment of not meeting The Vedder has done something to my body making me send out some very powerful pheromones.... Perhaps it was fate we did not meet, perhaps Eddie could not have handled my hotness.

Now I suppose my one reader, or maybe two your wondering what on earth could II be referring too. Well in the past week, I've been one one date- and not w. my husband-, had at least 3 people tell me I was hot, and had one woman at the playground I had Jack's birthday party at tell me I was "sexy". Yes, all of the above statements are true, and as I write, yes I'm sober.

The week started when and old friend I've recently regained contact told me that I was the only person he knew that wore their inside beauty on the outside. The quote was: "I'm not sure you could hide your inner beauty if you tried. It's infectious.
People feel instantly loved by you, in a completely non-threatening way, so they can't help but love you back. It's almost reflexive."

I've never been so honored in my life. And the more I thought about it. The more I realized it was true. So maybe this sparked the confidence I've been needing to make me more comfortable in my own skin for the others to view me as the hot mama I am.

The week continued on with dinner with a someone I helped out a lot this summer. We had a delicious dinner and excellent conversation. Not wanting the fun to end we continued on to my hang out for bar trivia. We lost, but not before he told me I was hot and that I had nice legs. Upon returning home, I realized that I had just gone on a date. And as far as first dates go, it was one of my better ones. My husband is a saint for putting up with my shenanigans! And for allowing me to date..

The topper was on Saturday when I was at the park setting up for Jack's birthday party when a woman came over to help me. We were talking when she started looking me up and down and told me I was sexy. Though honored by her come on, I'm not really sure how of the etiquette of being hit on by other moms at the playground. Given my recent experiences, I may want to look into it. Perhaps that's my next project.

Given everything I've been through this summer with dealing with my new body, these compliments were welcomed. They were just what I needed to help me cope.

Now with all this flattery laid before me, I hope to handle it all responsibly. I'm now at Hot Mama status. Insert cougar growl here....