Hooking Up Isn't Fishing?

Eat Lasers Loser!

So since Halloween, and dressing up like Mickey Mouse (and getting the boy of my dreams) we went on a date. and let me tell you, this was pretty successful.

Let me set the mood for you.... Its November 6th.

We have planned to go laser tagging and out to Shari's (mostly for pie. at least that's what I was going for. I love pie.) for dinner. We invited our mutual friends Sam (the adventurous blonde) and Andrea (the water polo junkie) to go with us. (they both are really cool so it was supposed to be fun; don't get me wrong it was amazing... I don't want you to think that this turned out horribly cause it turned out pretty fantastically if I do say so myself.) But the date was set for 6:30 that Saturday night. Curfew was 11. We could have a night o fun, or it could be really awkward. Since we had been talking or a couple days (more like weeks) we knew  LOTS about each other so it was easy to be around him. Plus, I was still in shock that I had landed the date. But, let me tell you, it took 3 hours to get ready for this date. It was an intensive process.

I woke up at like 12 and got all the beauty sleep I could manage. (Not like it was going to help my ogre face become better) And then I took a bath, a nice long bubble bath. Shaved those legs, made sure that bikini line was ready for an adventure ( I guess I should say a POSSIBLE adventure) and then painted the toenails. (yes in the bath tub. I thought it was a dumb idea at first too, but it turned out to be alright. ) I dried off and started the long arduous journey of what would be my make up. I chose something simple and light since I didn't want to show up looking like KISS and blowing my chances out of the water. Simple sparkles, a little contouring here, some mascara there, and 2 hours are out of the way. But now happened to be the biggest part of the climb to laser tag mountain. The clothes.

I wore leggings and knew I waned to because they were comfy, I didn't have to wear underwear (one less layer to take off if you know what I mean ), and they were athletic pants too so that was a  plus. And then It took me at least the next 45 mins to pic out a shirt. Blue, pink, fancy, casual, boots, tennis shoes.... I was completely at a loss. ( if I had known he liked me without makeup and scrubba-dub-dubbing it up, I wouldn't have tried to impress him so much.) 

So I went with classic black leggings a pink shirt and some combat boots. But, to spice things up I  put lacey socks on and added a flare of girlieness to my every so manly outfit. I was ready to go and about to pee my pants out of excitement. It was not like 6:30 and my date was at 7. I was so excited. I was really excited and I was about to leave home now. I grabbed my keys, my phone, the lip gloss, and headed out the door and was finally able to breathe. So off and away I went.

I was five minutes early to my date, and I was just waiting. I sat in my car and waited for  his to show up. Five, ten, fifteen, and I was sure he wasn't going to come. (I literally sat there and was like  I ve never been stood up before. I cant start now. As I began looking down I could feel the tears strating and then my phone buzzed.)

Hey I got lost I swear I'm not standing you up, please forgive me!

(my heart dropped into my butt and I was so relieved. I was so excited and I was fanning my face to stop the tears from rolling out. I needed to keep my cool and make sure I wasn't that desperate girl that everyone hates. I waited another ten minutes and I was able to have the time of my life. He showed up and then we went and bought tickets to go laser tagging. We had 20 minutes until the next slot.

So when boredom comes, go to the car.