A Hottie Named Scotty

So, the point of this blog is to expouse my opinions and thoughts on being a working mom. However, maybe you want to know about how I became a mom. Now I am not going to divulge the intimate details but instead tell you a little about my "partner in crime," the love of my life, my hot hubby. You get the point! So, how did it come to be that I met Mr. Right-Now-&-Forever? Glad you asked.

It was a Sunday night in October, I had just returned from a weekend of listening to my then sugardaddy/boyfriend grovelling about how sorry he was for whatever he had done that week. The relationship had been boring me for months and I had started dating on the side. In fact I had been running my own personal ad on love@aol, now match.com, for several weeks. I signed on to my email and decided to check out the latest postings. Boring, ugly, fake, loser, the list went on. Okay, I told myself, just a few more and I would be off to bed. Then I saw him, this adorable smiling face with dirty blonde hair looking right at me. My heart skipped a beat and I got all nervous and giddy. I sent off my usual cut and paste introduction email. Then I returned to the picture. Something about him just kept me sitting at the computer. I did something really weird ... I sent another email. I wrote, I really think you are cute. I would send you my phone number, but alas, I will let you be a man and ask for it."

The next morning I woke to a reply email from my mystery man. He simple wrote,"Send me your number." I emailed my phone number and went off to work.

It was about 7 or 8 pm when my phone rang. "Hello," the voice on the other side said, "this is Scott." The conversation was amazing. For four hours we talked. We discussed New York and hobbies, dating, clothing, totally oddball stuff but if felt right. Suddenly Scott blurted out, "I have a good feeling about this ... when can I meet you?" Scott had just started a new job and was out in Utah for the week on training. He would return on Friday we made plans to meet on Saturday. Each night that week we talked on the phone. Each conversation was interesting and entertaining. I could not wait for Saturday to arrive.

Friday evening came and Scott flew back from Utah to New York. As soon as he could he called to make plans for our date. "Let's have coffee." He said, "Coffee is short and less pressure. If there is no attraction we can go our own way in 15 minutes. On the other hand, dinner or dinner and a movie can create an akward situation if we meet and there is no attraction." I agreed. We decided to meet at Starbucks at 6pm.

I arrived late, in "old" Shari fashion, at 6:15pm, Scott watched me as I nervously approached Starbucks and peeked inside. I dilly dallied by checking my hair in the window of the Jewelry store next door. Finally, I walked into Starbucks ... empty. I was confused and stepped outside and out of the shadows appeared this sweet smiling face. "I have been watching you since you got out of your car and ... I really don't want coffee." My heart sank, was the date was over before it started? Was there no attraction? Scott sensed my confusion and quickly said ... "Let's go have dinner and then a movie."

Apparently there was a lot of attraction. That date led to another and another and another. Eighteen months later, a wedding and a few years after that two beautiful children. It has been eight years since that incredible night and there is still A LOT OF ATTRACTION!