Fortysomething single parent's heroic attempts to be a supermom while staying beautiful
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Hmmm. Should I go to badminton today? Since time immemorial my officemates have been pestering me to join them because of all the cute, eligible guys playing there. But today, today, they want me to go because rich, intelligent, funny, wise-cracking, thirtysomething widower is going to be playing too. Really now.