Spouting Forth Randomness
A couple things have happened the past couple days that I’ve been too lazy to post about…
Pornstar Good Looking
Only Dan can come up with something like this - “She’s ‘pornstar good looking’. You know, she’s not beautiful, but she’s not ugly. She’s better than OK. Like the chicks in porn. She could be a pornstar with those looks.”
Picking the Tux
Went to the mall with Dave to pick out a tux and add more stuff to the registry. Never got to the registry part because it took Dave almost 2 hours to pick out a tux. Should I be worried that it took my fiance a longer time to decide on a tux that it did for me to decide on a dress? (FYI - he still hasn’t made a final pick yet)
More Adventures in Registering
Went back to Target yesterday to add more stuff to the registry. Once again, didn’t get much accomplished because we got detoured in the Sporting Goods aisle. Because every wedded couple needs Sporting Goods! We saw the tent section, and since we had never been camping before (well, I went once in 2nd grade) we were enthralled, and WE JUST HAD TO GET A TENT. So we stood around for about half an hour, debating on if we needed a 4 person 1 room tent, or a 7 person 2 room tent, or the 8 person 3 room tent. We decided on getting the 1 room tent. Because, down deep inside, we knew we’d never use it.
More Embarrassment
The ‘blue balls’ episode from the other day wasn’t my first embarrassment of the week. On Easter Sunday, I was in a hurry to get to church, because I overslept. (big surprise!) Anyway, it was a nice day outside so I wore my black open-toed shoes. When I was in line for communion, I noticed that I was walking with a limp. I look down, and I’M WEARING TWO DIFFERENT SHOES. And one had a higher heel than the other. So I bust out laughing at my dorkiness. And I whisper to Fatima, who is in line in front of me, ‘My shoes don’t match!’ She looks down, and she busts laughing, too. So the whole time we’re laughing. I can’t believe I didn’t notice that I was wearing two different shoes - sure, they were both black, but one had a fabric strap, and the other was elastic. And after church, Fatima and Claudine told EVERYONE. Oh well, I guess I deserved it!





















