Uncle Bri and I took JD to awesome Turtle Back Zoo on Saturday. I love this zoo for many reasons. Not only is it located a quick 25-minutes from my condo, but there is so much to do and see there. Turtle Back Zoo showcases a variety of exhibits from a wooded wetland where American alligators lounge (grrr!), an Australian exhibit where Great Grey (and so cute!) Kangaroos hop around and play, to wolves up close, but through an expansive glass panel, of course (eeeps!). There are many more animal exhibits. Click here to see what else lives at the zoo.

I don’t really talk about my dating life on here, which probably leads you all to believe I don’t date, but I do, sometimes. In fact, two years ago I was introduced to a single dad named *Joe. His son, 4 (at the time) lived with him full-time and Mom lived in another state. I obviously related to his situation. I was living in NJ and since he was in NYC it was hard to commit to a date, especially since I was writing a book and raising a two-year-old solo. It just so happened I had a meeting at Glamour magazine and asked Joe to meet me for drinks afterwards. He did. First impression: This guy is sexy, funny, handsome, loves his kiddo and is passionate about his career. Swoon.

Last week I blogged about being sick with a stomach virus + sinus infection. I needed help caring for JD, because I couldn’t function. My brother, Brian and Mom chipped in and then my Mom got sick, just as I was feeling a little better. Brian headed to Boston on a business trip and JD and I were alone, but it was cool, because I wasn’t exactly puking anymore and the Zpack had officially kicked my sinus infection’s ass.

Over the weekend I took JD to his school’s annual summer carnival. There were games/prizes, spin art, pop corn, hot dogs, cotton candy and a chance to soak teachers (JD nailed his Pre-K 3 teacher) in a dunk tank (all proceeds benefited a local child with a severe illness). After we played games and ate, JD ran around the fenced in playground area with his friends and I hung back at the picnic tables and chatted with the parents. JD’s best buddy, *DJ’s dad, *Pete was there with his three boys alone, because his wife, a nurse, was working a weekend shift. In between chatting about the Lice scare (we're still all clear!), JD’s upcoming birthday party and the play-list on my iPod (loving Adele and Regina Spektor at the moment), Pete asked me about JD’s dad. What did I say? What should a single mom say when someone asks? First off, RELAX.