Friday
Got stood up!
Yep. Again.
Had a 2nd date with what's his name
(I think it was Tim). All dressed up and nowhere to go....that was until I got
beckoned over to Kelly’s for a cookout.
Perfect timing and I had an audience to bitch to. They all advised me to
not send the "you're a d**k” text that I was planning on sending. They
told me to say nothing. I am still in training on "playing hard to
get" so I am fully listening to all of my advisors from now on. So I did
nothing.
He did call me twice, two hours
after he was supposed to meet me and then texted the next morning. I let him
sweat it out. He texted all day Saturday was apologizing with some lame
excuses. I let him text me 4 times before I responded, per my trusty advisors.
That day we were having big fun at my pool, so I wasn't too concerned. I had
Brandy, Kelly, Gary and the Philly couple over for a day at the pool and cooked
out. Brandy and I had made plans to go to the Sounds game that night, but the
pool was feeling too nice and getting ready seemed ridiculous.
After the sun went down, the half
circle settled into my place for some R & R and girl time. Brandy became
super excited about ordering food in. Living
in the country she hasn’t ordered food to be delivered in years! So we let her
order all her favorite things, it being a special occasion and all.
During our pool fun, I got in big
trouble, as my faded spray tan was a disaster. It looked ridiculous Friday night,
so I made an executive decision to apply some self-tanning lotion to fill in
the patches. NOT A GOOD IDEA! When Brandy showed up, it wasn't “hey or hello”
it was “you look ridiculous; you are like 9 different colors.” She has scolded
me many times in the past for this very thing. No one disagreed with her,
including me. Thank goodness I got stood up! She yells out, you have pretty
white skin, why do you want to look like a Burnt Sienna crayon??! I defended
myself with, I am listening to you about playing hard to get, one thing at a
time!!
I have to go to bed so tomorrow I will talk about my final
self-tanning intervention and how I gave
Mr. "Stand me up" a 2nd chance to take me out for Sunday Funday.
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