Signs...

I guess a good sign that you're not that into the guy you are going on date with, would be having these thoughts:

I don't look that bad without makeup.
Do I have to change into a real bra? Or can I keep this sports bra on?
I hope I can eat some pasta. I need to carbo load.

Speaking of dates, I have another good story to share. 


I was approached by a guy in my ward a couple weeks ago.  I had never talked to him before, but I knew who he was.  He invited me to play basketball with a group after family home evening.  The next day before FHE he invited me to eat ice cream after basketball.  Basketball was fine (though he didn't play). Ice cream was fine.  On the way home the guy pulls out a piece of paper that is numbered.  He explains to me that this was a list of things the Stake President had asked him to do.  One was to date girls in the church.  He then says "So I asked you out because you seemed the most mature in the ward.  You know, the least jumpy jumpy girl."  Well if that isn't flattering!  Glad to know that you asked me out because the Stake President told you to and I don't jump.  I wasn't really into him anyway.

The next couple weeks he would call and not leave messages or text me "how are  you?"  Which is the kind of text I don't respond to anyway.  The next week at FHE he walks up to me with another guy  in the ward and asks me "are  you ignoring me?".  I should have said "yes" but instead I just said "oh why, because you called and I didn't call back?  I figured if was important you would have left a message."  The conversation got even more and more awkward.  I don't remember much of it since I have the talent of suppressing these kinds of conversations, but I do remember him asking "are you intimidated by me because I'm so forward?"  To which I responded, "you're not forward, you're awkward". 

Well that didn't deter him because he call me again.  My roommate made me call him back.  I agreed to go out with him again.  Why? Because I'm an idiot that can't say no.  And I guess I want to encourage the guys to keep asking out girls in the ward since it's such an anomaly.  So we were chatting on the phone and then he says "So Sean Sean is getting married, and I need a date to his wedding. Do you want to be my date?" 

"Who is Sean Sean?" I guess he has a thing for repeating words.

"You know, Sean Sean".   Oh yes, now I know....

"And when is this wedding?"

"Sept 1st".

"And where is this wedding?"

"Salt Lake.  So you would probably have to take 3 days of work off so we could fly out there."


I tell you, I think I'm going to have to write a book.   I deserve some sort of monetary payment for this life.