Husband Clothes

This was a somewhat traumatic day. First day of the new school year. My poor son was soooo nervous. When he gets nervous about things, he sometimes has nightmares. So last night he kept saying “Boy I’m nervous. I hope I don’t have a nightmare.” We talked about it, and I kept trying to get him to visualize playtime (sorry so geeky), as his best friend is in the class–I thought this would help. Apparently it did because no nightmares.

We got to school on time today and didn’t even have to run! I had the baby in a baby carrier. I was dressed up nicely, tidy little hairstyle, looking all ready for our big “baby debut.” I thought I’d see all of our friends and familiar teachers from last year. However, I didn’t see a single friend! BUT guess who was the FIRST person I noticed as we entered the school yard…Hot Dad. Not A hot dad. THE Hot Dad.

Yes. Hot Dad from last year. The one I secretly loved. This Dad and I have never spoken, but we have chemistry. I can tell because we do that accidental staring at each other thing all the time, then look down at the ground really fast when the other one notices.  But not to worry. As you all know, I am very faithful and dedicated to my husband. So my little crush-from-afar on Hot Dad will definitely never lead anywhere–even to a conversation. And I maintain a distance of at LEAST 15 feet from him at all times. When we drift too close, I walk away. (Oh, it is probably important to note that Hot Dad looks almost identical to my husband.)

By the way, should today be one of those off days when my husband reads my blog, I’m not sure how he’ll feel about Hot Dad. He’s not what I’d call the jealous type. BUT, if a man called me, he’d definitely ask who it is. And we don’t have one of those marriages where he or I have casual lunches with the opposite sex. My husband wouldn’t get that. A group of coworkers together, sure. Me and one male coworker–oh heavens no. But why would I want to have lunch with one male coworker? Unless I loved him. hahahahhahaha. (That’s what my husband would think.)

Oh, I just realized, doesn’t that one-on-one forbidden coworker lunch kind of make my husband the jealous type? Hm. Good to learn. Oh sorry, this post is going nowhere fast. Let me summarize the points and be done with this topic, which is making me feel nervous and confused:

1) I saw Hot Dad at school today. He looked hot.

2) I will never, ever talk to Hot Dad–and I’m not sure why that is. I just don’t want to.

3) Since I just discovered that my husband is probably the jealous type, it might not be ideal for him to see this post. However, I will leave it up, as this could help me learn more about my husband. Probably, I will learn that he never reads my blog.

4) As always, Hot Dad and I had no contact whatsoever. But he did look very cute, and for some reason, this made me happy.

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