So, there is this woman who is an early intervention case worker assigned to my son’s case. Let’s call her Sunshine (when I first met her, she was blond; plus she has a bubbly personality). I’m not sure what has gotten into me lately, but I seem to want to flirt with anything that has two legs and the proper set of sexual organs (female is to vagina as male is to penis; nothing else in between). And when Sunshine called yesterday to ask how things were going with our situation and all, I found myself slightly flirting with her. I had never really thought of her in that way, but she has always been so very nice and understanding about our situation and she always compliments me on being a strong woman, and intelligent. I’m not jumping ahead and saying she was flirting with me; compliments are given everyday without that intention. However, that didn’t mean I couldn’t flirt. Eventually, I found myself fantasizing about her and thinking how completely awesome it would be if she were to stop by my home one day, just for a casual visit, and how we could end up doing more than just talking…
Perhaps for the next entry I will elaborate 
-Scarlett
