It’s Friday afternoon and I’m watching Desperate Housewives. Susan is crushing on the hot neighbor, “Mike Delfino”.. and I’m like where the hell is my hot neighbor?

My neighbors are a strange breed of people. On one side I have a house full of old men (definitely nothing to look at over there) and on the other side I have a couple who I share a driveway with and whenever I wave they act like I killed their dog and look away.. so yea, not much to admire around these parts.

I’m a younger-ish mom, who’s not bad looking. I have a lot going for myself and enjoy a good convo and a little harmless flirting.. But it’s as if God is playing a cruel joke on me by non supplying the male counterparts to admire.

What’s a girl gotta do to get a little wink? lol. Am I boy crazy? Or am I a woman that enjoys the finer things in life and that tends to include: nice houses, good food, and delightful humans with the anatomy of a man??

It doesn’t help that I live in a neighborhood that welcomes players. A few years back that was my man of choice. As I’ve grown I try to look away from those types because marriage is what I’m after. I don’t need somebody’s son to make my bed warm (my son is already great at that).

For the time being I’ll continue on with my Desperate Housewives episode, reading my slightly spicing romance novels and live vicariously through the lives of these fictional characters I find myself intrigued by. 

If you have the opportunity to look out the window and see a hot guy taking out the trash, just know somewhere on this side of the internet is a single mom envying your plight all the while rooting for you in your neck of the woods. We are in this together sista 😊.
-Lynn