Hot Doctors In Yuppie Town

Middle Child and I took our annual trip to Yuppieville last week for her yearly opthamologist appointment. She's been seeing this doctor for almost her entire 18 years of life and he's performed two eye surgeries for her. This is a doctor in which you wouldn't dream of showing up in sweats. The man is hot in a very classic, everyone-would-think-so way. Once, I recommended him to a friend for her son and she called me when she got home saying, "Well, thanks a lot for warning me that he was so gorgeous!" I guess I should have mentioned that in our conversation about her son's eye problems! Anyway, as we were sitting in the exam room after her eye drops, I was reading his diplomas and did a little mental math. Damn! I'm sexually attracted to someone pushing 60?? Not that I'm a spring chicken, but I just never thought I'd be thinking that. What's the opposite of a cougar?

While trying to kill some time after the appointment and before we had to pick up Son from tennis, Middle Child and I decided to do a little shopping. We wouldn't be in Yuppie Town if there wasn't a Trader Joe's and a Whole Foods Market within walking distance of each other. We decided to do Trader Joe's, even though the store is ridiculously small. The aisles only allow for one shopping cart to pass through at a time, and it's particularly annoying that they have tiny, matching red carts for their youngest snobby customers. I'm making fun of myself as well, since I also enjoy macadamia nut ginger cranberry almond trek mix. After picking up more unusual taste treats, we headed for the white haired man (why are there only male cashiers at Trader Joe's?) in the uniform Hawaiian shirt to check out. He picked up my bottle of $8.99 Prosecco and teasingly asked me if I was 21? I left the store with my fancy paper bags with handles and a smile on my face. That's the sort of service you go there for.