Okay, I think this is a little bizarre although my husband is just shaking his head. (Come to think of it, he does that a lot around me.) Anyway, my daughter is down for Thanksgiving and brought one of her guy friends over. (What is the term for a guy your daughter is dating but isn’t exclusive with? I mean, besides ‘lucky’ because hey, my daughter is pretty special.) The bizarre thing is that I think he looks eerily like one of my old boyfriends, Stuart, who is currently featured on my website (because I haven’t gotten around to updating it to reflect that I have a new book out.)
Hmmm. There is probably a plot idea brewing about all of this. (Which is why teenagers are so valuable. If you want to write, a teenager is a must.)
The second bizarre thing–which an observant commenter pointed out and which I hadn’t realized until I’d already posted the blog–is that yes, my daughter and I are standing in the exact same position. No, that wasn’t posed for effect. She even has the same head tilt and smile. Which obviously means, dear daughter: THAT HE IS ABOUT TO DUMP YOU FOR JESSIE LIPE!
Not that any of this is making me relieve those early years . . .