So I went to Panera for dinner… I wanted to go there for lunch but the mall parking lot was way to crazy… so I went, and I brought my book so I could read while I ate, just in case the skating rink wasn’t too interesting…
Well the skating rink looked boring… it was the same 60+ ladies taking their lesson that I have seen like 20 times this summer… so I sat down in the Panera area and began to eat and read…. Then some blond guy comes up and asks if anyone is sitting with me… what am I supposed to do… it is obvious no one is… so i say no and he sits down… ok….. akward…. So he sits and starts talking to me… after about a minute or two I work “my husband” into the conversation and he does a double take at the ring… we continue conversation while he eats then he leaves…. he tried to get me to go shopping with him but I said I was just out to eat then had to go home… I wanted to go to Lane Bryant but he headed that way and I didn’t want to get caught in a lie… so I went to Target and got three new pairs of sandles and two new books… that was good therapy for the strange dinner experience… now I am home and feeling fairly at peace and confident he didn’t follow me home… 
UPDATE: WOW, I just found his myspace… 17yrs old! There is no way he could have thought I was near his age… he must have had friends who dared him to sit with me or something… too funny!!!
OR, maybe he found you online and saw the Donna Weekend DRILL pictures…thought you could rock his world or something. You remember what boys were like at 17, don’t you??? Yeah, I thought so!