For newly divorced Nina Charles, the thought of turning forty is about as torturous as trying to stay sane while raising three crazy teenagers without taking up permanent residence in the nearest loony bin. Wrinkles… Grey Hair… Droopy Boobs… Menopause… Middle Age… And if all that isn’t bad enough, Nina finds herself entertaining the idea of a new love interest in the form of a sexy, tattooed neighbor whose sole purpose in life is to drive her bat-shit crazy with his incredible smile and deep green eyes. Miles Jameson likes being single. There's nobody to be responsible for and nobody to worry about but himself. But when he moves to the small community of Cherry Hill he never expects to fall hard for his quirky, beautiful neighbor and her three kids. But as he spends more time with the goofy quartet, Miles finds himself rethinking the idea of commitment, even if that commitment comes in the form of an insta-family. Author’s Disclaimer: If you've never read any of my books, it's probably for the best. Trust me. If you've found your way here because you need a laugh, adult briefs might come in handy. If you're here because your BFF told you about this fantabulous author that writes some funny stuff, they lied to you. This book is everything you shouldn't read and everything you probably need in your life this very moment. It's utterly ridiculous. It's even more ridiculous than my last book, if that's even possible. You have to be a special kind of person to appreciate this level of dumb. If you do not have the sense of humor like a pack of teenage boys or if you’re missing your funny bone, you should seriously look elsewhere for a more intelligent kind of read because this hot mess is not for you. But if you’re anything like me and find stuff funny just for the sake of finding stuff funny then you are my spirit animal.