All the boys say hey baby hey baby hey...

I went out in all of my glory this weekend with my childhood partner in crime and her sister. I had a spectacular weekend and wandered the streets of the opposite side of the state. I'm not going to lie it was quite interesting. As I traipsed around the streets of STL in mismatched clothes (the results of a putt putt pub crawl) I realized that the city was a character all its own. Every city is a character all its own. Every place has a life all it's own. I think that I might be in the mood to try something new, I'm not sure what, but the scenery may be changing for this seed...

Easy come, not so easy go

This week has been sheer craziness. It was suppose to be my first week as a grade A teacher, instead there was a blizzard...unlike anything seen in years previous. Needless to say no school this entire week. What is a girl to do with a large amount of free time and nowhere to be...Now I have the cleanest apartment in the KC area, and a couple of terrible, terrible, terrible dates to go with it. Friday I went on a date that left me considering a trip to the ER. How did dinner and drinks turn into a table full of awkward and a full body rash...it remains a mystery. My date couldn't stop asking me about the man and women at the table next to me and what she saw in him. I don't know. Hell I don't know why people date, it's a mystery. As the date got increasingly worse I realized that my body had broken into a FULL BODY RASH! I tried my best to hold it together for the end of the date, but it was too late, my freak flag was flying. As he walked me to my car and opened my door he kissed me on the freaking face. It was awkward on several levels.
Saturday night I went out to celebrate a sorority sisters birthday. A good time was had by all...even though we bailed on the party and ended up just doing our own thing.I went on another terrible, terrible date with a man who was nothing like me. Not my type. Couldn't imagine him fitting into my life picture. I have a old school, rural, farm life up bringing and there is a specific type of man who fits into the mold. Still waiting to meet him.