Uh-Boy…

Oh. Mah. Gawd.

I don’t know if it was all the tequila or if he really was that cute, but I was seated near the. Most. Gorgeous. Man. Ever. at Hanger’s last night. And I swear, he looked right at me and smiled.  Several times.

Dreamy.

Sometimes, it sucks to be so devoted to a worthless man.

Wait, I can’t honestly say that. I don’t know why he hasn’t called, or answered my calls, or returned my e-mails, but until I know that there’s something afoot, I can’t call him worthless.

And honestly? I’m probably delusional thinking that such a young, handsome man was smiling at me. I mean, don’t I have MOM written across my forehead? Yeah, what a turn off.

Ah, well… it was nice while the delusion lasted.

And there are always my dreams.

Right?