Weirdest thing. I went to go find myself a late, light dinner.. because I got a pretty late start in general today. I was looking in the fridge when I noticed the strawberries had gone bad. Next thing I knew, I had the trash can and a bucket of hot, soapy water next to me and I was literally SCRUBBING the thing out. And it was like, once I noticed one thing was dirty, I couldn’t help but look at everything else. I swept the floor and wiped down the cabinets, counters and stove top. Didn’t end up eating at all. Fail. But win!
Also, this weekend was pretty wonderful. Spent a lot of time with this mega hotty, Michael, and his friends and family. It means a lot to me that someone would be so willing to invite me into their life like that…even if I get mega shy sometimes.
OH. Hear this shit. We were actually driving to Mike’s friends house this weekend and he was telling me that we’d have lots of fun because his pals had built a fire and were playing corn hole.. which is this awesome game where you throw bean bags at boards with holes in them. And, yeah, I’ll be the FIRST to tell you how bad I suck at that game so I was automatically like, “Oh god, NOT CORN HOLE! THE HORROR!”
Obviously I got roped into playing. Very against my will, mind you. But I desperately want these people to think I’m awesome so I put on a brave face and joined in.
The second I started playing it was clear that I had no skills at all. Bags were flopping all over the place. Worst of all, the whole party magically gathered to watch. And I was just trying to be funny about it figuring if I laughed at myself, nobody could laugh at me. Whoever made up that saying was bullshit because everyone there was all, “HAR HAR HAR girl with no skillz LAWLS!” And even though my face was saying I thought it was hilarious I was DYING on the inside. Because two things I strongly dislike are being bad at things, and having attention drawn to me in a large group of people.
And I’m sure you, reading this, are thinking to yourself that I’m a basket case for being so embarrassed about a silly game BUT TRUST. It was basically the least cool I’ve looked in years.
But you know, I think it’s better to have tried and failed then to have been the lame-o on the sidelines all night long. Am I right?