I am a dating machine. That probably needs repairs.

This week: date-a-rama. Three nights, three different first dates. (In a row, might I add.) Since I'm meeting them right after work, I've been looking way cuter than normal at the office all week, which is probably leading people to think I'm interviewing elsewhere. (Although helLO -these outfits are pretty slutty for interview standards. Kidding, mom!)

Just playing the numbers game. Hopefully ONE of these dudes will stick...because I don't think I can go 4 for 4. Mama needs a nap.