Número Quatro
Is it wrong that I assume a date is over when we finish dinner? I guess I have been so used to going to bed at 1600 that anything after 2200 seems like an ungodly hour to be out. Also doesn't help that I was suffering from the plague and probably the flu. But let's be honest, being sick does not change a thing other than me being able to (still & acceptingly) dodge a kiss. Of course we have all had the conversation with ourselves about what foods are appropriate to eat in front of your date for obvious reasons (not looking like a deranged giraffe), and then you have a mental idea of what you can appropriately order. Well, I threw all that out the window when I agreed to have the soup sent from the God's called Pho. I would like to offer a very generous reward of $38.64 and a box of Timbits to the person that can start & finish a bowl of pho solely with chopsticks. So, after failing miserably not only in front of the date but also the entire restaurant, my date graciously asked for an actual utensil for me to finish my meal (otherwise we seriously would have been there until the next High School Musical was produced). I keep telling myself that 2017 needs to be filled with adventures and crazy stories, so when he suggested an after dinner activity, how could I resist? As I got dropped off at the end of the evening, I realized that it wasn't even that late and that it was an awesome night filled with coughing fits, laughter and the sharing of slightly embarrassing stories (but always remember that you should never reveal you're really embarrassing stories until you are married for at least three and a half years, universal rule). That's all for this time, farewell my loves! Your neighborhood good girl, Ava xoxo