Tomorrow is church, I realized, and I didn't call for a ride yet...I will have to call tomorrow. Probably Ms. Pauline, as the staff children would say.
Oh, funny story, this kid skates up to me right, so I was told him he had to stop eating and skating at the same time...after brief conversation, I just patted him on the back and than the boy turns around and says, "Sorry, you're too old for me!" I thought that was pretty funny, but he stayed pretty close to my side the rest of the night, helped me with music and even insisted on carrying the "heavy" stuff for me, which I let him do. It was really quite humorous... Sometimes I wonder how that happens. I think if I was 12 or 14 I'd be dating a heck of alot of guys. But even when I was that age, I wasn't nieve enough to waste time dating. There were bigger fish to fry then! Musicals, show choirs, lit clubs, and the environment was always in need of some help! Hey, where'd Cap't Planet go? But, even with the pigtails, he thought I was 21, so not bad...which tangents me to this: when you have kids, is it wrong to still wear pigtails? I ask you this. I think probably not a good idea, unless you're promoting unity amongst the ranks, but...maybe in some alternate universe. Oh... random thought life. But yeah, overall the night was good and fun and I must tell you that I am hungry, but not as hungry as Mungry. Let me tell you.
The world is safe for at least one more day!
P.s. I am pretty sure I am changing the title of this thing. I'm getting antsy about it...need change....
2 comments:
I don't know about you, but I will not have pigtails when I'm married.
Dalton, you make me giggle!
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