Dear Tom Selleck . . .
Remember the sailor?
Seemingly out of the blue, I received an email from him last Friday.
Him: There's a movie out called 'Friends with Kids'.
(I hurriedly go watch the trailer and freak out a little - or a lot - for a million reasons.)
Me: I got asked out on a date tonight.
No response, so I try again.
Me: I told him to ask me again on Tuesday. Did you take a date to see the movie? Maybe mine will take me. Looks intriguing. But if this is some sort of metaphor, we need to put on our big boy and girl pants and talk about it. If so, call me. I'm not going anywhere until at least Tuesday.
Him: My cousin is getting married and we're having a bachelor party this weekend. If I survive, I'll call you.
Me: It's Wednesday.
He asked me to have a baby with him.
Edie B. Kuhl