Throw It In The Bag

I found myself doing something unthinkable when I dropped the kids off at school today.  I mentally undressed their principal.  I am pretty sure that this is something the PTA would not encourage...thank heaven I saved the $7 and didn't join this year.  I think that makes him fair game.  If he's going to stand out there in dockers and a Northface vest then he's got to understand that he's setting himself up to be objectified by moms (at least the single ones that couldn't get a date if their life depended on it.)  This is a new low.  Even for me.

There is really only one option here.  I have GOT to get myself a date.  Not only will it help me put Vegas Boy behind me once and for all (maybe) but since I already suck at dating I doubt things are going to get any better if I sit on my ass for 8 months while my ex is deployed.  But I have absolutely no prospects.  No friends to set me up...no guys to at work to flirt with...nothing at all.  Okay then....throw it in the bag bitches...I am getting back on the internet!