Email from my mother:
Ok, you have to meet the guy who removed the tree stumps from my backyard. He owns his own business, is really cute, very polite, and he volunteers at the Humane Society in his free time! I couldn’t bring myself to ask if he’s got a girlfriend. He’s going to do some work for Curmudge. Maybe she can see if he’s single?
Email from Curmudge, after jokingly FWDing my mom’s message to her:
I don’t know him very well, but my husband does. I’ll ask him.
Email from Curmudge’s hubby:
He’s very attractive, quietly confident and polite but definitely light hearted and easy going. I instantly liked him when I met him at the bank and still think he’s a great guy. I have no idea if he is single or not. His business phone number is _________. We might have him out to take out a couple trees at our house this spring so maybe you can just happen to come by to help move branches out of the yard. I can get the BBQ going after the trees are down and treat him and my “helpers” to lunch. 😉
Alrighty then. No clue who this guy is. Never even seen him. Apparently flirtateous mother match-making forces are at work here. Definitely NOT going to stalk his work number, I’ve learned my lesson with Sushi Boy.
Oh, and supposedly, he looks a little like you know who. Don’t know how I feel about that.