When we first moved to our current home I immediately took note of the young couple living across the pond from us. And definitely because they had a full-blown Jimmy Buffet tiki bar party that I desperately wished I could attend.
To my credit (hopefully), I’m not really stalking. I mean – they live directly across from us so I see them without even trying practically every day.
They have great parties a few times every summer. I listened to and watched her one summer evening playing the banjo on her deck. And they often sit outside enjoying a bottle of wine together watching the ducks on the pond…and maybe stalking us?! One can dream!
So flash forward to a year later, yesterday. I met this really cool mom at our pool: hip, hilarious, not turned off by my frequent allusions to a wish for a gin & tonic, and her toddler son was adorable, sweet, and generous (unlike many of the socially-stunted kids we often see around). And when pool breaktime was whistled, she took my daughter for endless laps around the pool with her son in their wagon, so that I could read. I was in love. So I watched them to see to which home they returned when they left. Perhaps so I could plan an “accidental” running-into at a later date…
Where did they live? YES! The Jimmy Buffet house! I’d met her!! (and I think she likes me too.) **one step closer to closing the deal**
Should I…like…send her a note?: Do you like me too? Check YES or NO.
**OMG! SQUEAL!!**
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