Yesterday I mentioned I was going to a BBQ with Pistol Pete. Not one soul commented on the BBQ.
Really? Folks, haven't I been harping about Pistol Pete long enough that you would be excited about a second date?
A second date! I don't get those very often. Come on, GET EXCITED! Ok, that might be a slight exaggeration. It's a second date, not the World Cup.
Saturday Pistol Pete and I will be going to a BBQ in Hometown, USA. I'm excited and terrified at the same time. I've been told some old High School folks will be there. Despite what you imagine, High School was not the Time of My Life. For the past ten years, I've done my best to avoid 90% of my high school class. I'd say for the most part, I've done expectational well. However, Saturday night I'm going to be faced with these people. A large part of me wants to wow them, and a small part wants to weezle out of the BBQ. But I like Pistol Pete, so I 'm going to tough it out. I plan to enjoy myself and be really charming!
Therefore I must do what any girl does in my situation.
I go shopping for a new outfit!
Blogger World, I have a brand new outfit, complete with a necklace and earnings. I will look smashing. As smashing as one can look for a BBQ in the 100 degree temps.