I've missed you.

Since we talked last I've moved from New York City to Utah, to Santa Monica, and have now landed in sunny Los Angeles. I still have a hard time understanding how I became a nanny of four little blonde children, one of whom has taken up residence on my hip and constantly reminds me that my own children probably won't be as adorable. So, I've decided to only date guys with adorable faces who could create a more perfect gerber baby.

Is that possible?