Mike, Mike & Me by Wendy Markham

Once upon a time in the 1980s, a girl named Beau was torn between two Mikes: did she prefer her high-school sweetheart or the sexy stranger she'd picked up in an airport bar? One she eventually married, the other she left behind (and forgot all about, or tried to, anyway).

But which Mike did she choose? This delightful tale by the bestselling author or Slightly Single and Slightly Settled alternates between the story of Beau's summer of Mikes and the outcome fifteen years later. . .without giving away which Mike ended up where--in Beau's marriage bed or in her memory.

In the "Now" chapters, the former swinging single lives in the 'burbs with a childbirth-traumatized body, an increasingly distant husband and a sad sack maid who isn't much for cleaning. When out of the blue the Mike-not-taken sends her flirty e-mail, she suddenly finds herself back to square one, trying to decide which man is the Mike of her dreams.

Unlike her heroine, happily married suburban mom Wendy Markham has never been torn between two men, and she never knew all the words to any Paula Abdul song; however, she unfortunately did frequently hairspray her bangs into a tusk and wear neon-striped bike shorts back in the summer of 1989. Under her real name, she is the New York Times bestselling author or more than fifty books.

This book had the potential of being a really good book, because who can't relate to the whole, "What might have been" with an ex or whatever, right? I thought I was going to really enjoy this book, but by the end of the book I couldn't bring myself to care which Mike she chose, I spent the entire book after the fine start that it gave me, hoping against hope that the book would get better and it never really did because it ended.

This would have to be strike one for Wendy Markham, I might one day, give her another shot, but not for a while...this book just left me feeling, blah...