Business As Usual.

Sunday was about the same as every other Mother's Day for me. I got up early, got dressed up and drove about 40 minutes to Oneonta, Al to stand around a bunch of graves and talk to family members that I don't really know. Decoration is what they call it and for some reason it is held on Mother's Day. I remembered sun screen this year, so besides a lunch that was too horrible for words it was not too bad. Angelbaby came home a little early from her dad's to celebrate my day with me. She made me some cute pictures and a card at school. Then I took her to the park. We get there and it is business as usual. Swings first then the balance beam. I was watching from a bench near by when He came up and sat at the other end of said bench. Just some dad watching his kids. We barely made eye contact. Then Angelbaby decides she wants to go across the park to the BIG slide and off we went. So there I am just sitting. Watching. Hoping that the mom sitting next to me does not think we should have a conversation just because we both have kids. Then Angelbaby decides that she does not like fighting for a place in line at the slide and we are off the swings again. I get up and turn around and He is walking over with his son. He was very plain. Sports cap, T-shirt, shorts, white socks, New Balance shoes. Not fat, not too thin. No distinguishing features. Well- he was tallish. I guess that is distinguishing. No wedding band. No tan from a wedding band removed. Just plain. Where was I? Swings... We are not at the swings 5 minutes and this man is standing right behind me. And it is starting to creep me out. Because as I have said before, I do not speak to strangers. Luckily Angelbaby is ready to go down the hill to yet another playground. We were down the hill for a while with no sign of stalker guy. Then as we were walking to the stairs to go back to the swings there He is coming down the stairs with his kids in tow. I am waiting for Angelbaby to finish at the water fountain. He walks near and our eyes meet. He speaks. He asked me how I got Angelbaby's hair to look like it did. (I bought her one of those ponytail holders that has the funky fake hair on it, that matches her natural hair color.) So I told him just that and he sounded angry when he replied shaking his head "I don't know what that means." So I tried my best to smile and explain it to him. Which was really hard because even though his plain face was starting to look kind of cute. He was still a stranger. And unless I am drunk or helping clients at work I do not talk to strangers. When I finished with the explaining of the hair he complimented her by saying her hair looked really nice. I said thanks. And then he just stood there. Looking at me. Like say something. But I could not say anything. Because he was a stranger. My inner monologue went something like this: "SAY SOMETHING YOU IDIOT! JUST ANYTHING. JUST SAY ANYTHING." Apparently my mouth could not hear my inner monologue. Because try as I might, I could not say anything. I was saved by Angelbaby who ran up to say very loudly "Do you know that man?" He had turned away at this point and she and I discussed it as we walked off. We remained at the park about 15 minutes after that. The last time I saw him he was pushing his kid on the swing as I was getting into my car. He smiled. I smiled back. I do not know what I would have said if I could have spoken to the stranger. I would have tried to find out if he was interested in me, or just truly liked my daughters hair for starters. He could have been my prince charming. Or he could have been Mr. Wrong. But I will never know. Because I can not talk to strangers.