Awkwardly, I turned and leaned in for a peck on the cheek, only to find my object of affection was keen to oblige. I wish I could say I managed to slip the tongue in but no, he just laid a nice, warm, moist kiss on my cheek. Wow… what a guy… old… but what a guy! I still couldn’t look him in the eye, and I’m sure I was now a nice tomato red! We thanked him… and I got out of there as soon as I possibly could, before I gave into my urge to lift my top again! As if a 64 year old guy wouldn’t mind a flash of a younger woman’s breasts, but…. toddler on hip, I kept my composure and, with dignity walked away. If I wanted anymore I would have to line up again and pay $30! Well, if I was made of money, I would have got 10 photos and all breasts and butt cheeks signed, but alas, the $40 for this shot was the last $40 to my name! It was decided. I couldn’t face him again for fear of dying, despite my son’s urgings to just go and say hi, I knew it would be the end of me and leave my children to a desperate life of suffering without a mother. That photo would be all I could get… and we would go home. I was totally and unequivocally starstruck!

The energy of that event stayed with us for days. I couldn’t stop thinking about the warm hug and that nice, sloppy kiss! And the photo… the photo was the best shot of me I’d ever seen! I was radiant! This guy, 64 though he was, had lit a light inside me that burned brighter than I’d experienced for many, many years. I just couldn’t let it go!

Feeding off the adrenalin, still pumping voraciously through my veins, I opened my laptop and started to type… oh my god, I was asking this guy to ask me out on a date!! How does this happen? How does the mind conceive of such ideas? Why do I let my fingers commit such crimes!! The adrenalin was high, the words were streaming and I just couldn’t stop!!! Then… SEND! It was done! Was I crazy? No – insane? Had I totally lost my delirious mind?? Get me back down to earth and deflate my balloon!!

The frenzy was over. The downer hit me long and hard. Three days maybe, feeling a little blue, foolish and soon to be rejected! Or maybe not. Maybe this very good looking 64 year old celebrity wouldn’t mind a little play in the hay with a cute, blond single mother of 3, with nothing better to do with her time than send ludicrous emails to unrequited idols who lived on the other side of the world. Only time would tell.

In the meantime, I had to occupy my hands so my fingers remained on the good side of evil. I would reopen my MySpace page (which was one of those places that got visited once and then left like a ghost town) and see if I could find out more about my Mr McDreamy from age 6. Yes!! There he was! Friend request! Now, sit and wait.

That is just the beginning! Stay tuned for Part 2 coming soon.