Me oh my. What a busy couple weeks this has been. I'm officially back in Utah. (Woo.) This is a happy thing, and also depressing as well. I miss Virginia. I miss my friends and family out there. I miss the amazing thunderstorms, and all the bright colors you can find in the animals or plants. I miss how the "traffic" out there is like, 6 cars. Seriously, getting home from the airport almost stopped my heart because I had forgotten what it was like to have one million other cars on the road with you. Even still, I find myself pushing the invisible breaks wherever I'm sitting.
However, being back has had a couple of advantages. One. My family. I love my family, and it's nice to be near them again. Two. I was offered a job already, and I had only been back a week and a half. Three. I'll have a car soon. Car=freedom. I'm a little sad though, because I haven't seen any of my friends. I did see my auntie, and cousins which was really nice! Followed by a pretty awesome pool party at the neighbors house! That was a blast, and we have some really really fun, sweet neighbors.
But, that is not exactly what I am going to blog about tonight. I know that I always tell you my misfortunes in dating. (I always say misfortune like they do in Pride and Prejudice. I don't know why, but that's how I hear it in my head."Oh yes, his misfortunes have been great." Someone name who says that line, and I'll send you a virtual high five.) Tonight though, I had the keen and unpleasant fortune to talk to a guy. A guy who said he's LDS. Well, I'm assuming he is NOT active based on the way that the conversation went. And you know, that's cool. I mean, you don't HAVE to be LDS for me to date you. Just be respectful of my religion and beliefs and I will show you the same courtesy.
*Reader discretion advised!! There is some mature content*
So, this guy had asked me a question. He had asked me if I was "innocent". Well anyone who knows me can answer this question. Yes. Yes I am. I cried after my first kiss for goodness sake. Grated, it wasn't just kissing that happened, but still. The statement holds true. I told him, yes. I have been kissed once, which I wasn't a fan of, and I have drank once. (I know, hold your shock in. I'm sorry to disappoint you. I AM NOT PERFECT.)
He laughed and asked if I had ever give a "handy". I changed the word because I think it's gross. I told him no. And that I have an aversion to the male organ right now because stupid boys keep thinking I want to see it, and they send me pictures. And before any of you guys get ideas in saying,"Oh you must have asked for it, or done something to make it be sent." You take that back. I have never in my life asked, implied or inferred about seeing a penis. The first time that happened to me, I was 17 and working at Red Robin. That was before your phone showed you the picture before opening it. I screamed, and asked the guy why in the heck he thought I wanted to see it. We stopped talking after that. And it's happened numerous times since then.
Back to the story. I told him briefly that I didn't enjoy that first kiss because the guy was grabbing at parts and trying to get his hands in places they shouldn't have been. And I apologize, this part is going to be TMI for you guys, so feel free to skip forward. He asked why I didn't like being groped. (I put it delicately.) I told him that because it was my first kiss, and I was so frazzled, I couldn't even think about it until later. But, that I'm sure if you're with the right person, that I can see how it could be enjoyable. (I know. I'm sorry.) Guys, I really REALLY hate looking back on that night. So much. So so so so much.
This guy then proceeds to say that he wishes girls were more.. sexually aggressive. Like that we would send nude pictures. And then said," because girls out here don't do that!" Well duh. This is a majority of LDS culture. And guess what? Girls who send pictures of their boobs can wind up on the internet, because they accidentally sent it to their dad! Or, maybe they just like showing off their boobs. I don't know.
I just told the guy that I don't know any girl who requests those pictures (though apparently there are some?) but if there are, then there are plenty of girls out there willing to just give out handies. That is where the conversation ended.
Now. I knew that guys go for the slutty girls because they hope to get lucky and what not. That was always just subtext though. Something that was never really said out loud in an actual discussion. But this is the first time I have ever had a guy seriously tell me that he wishes girls were easier. That we craved sexual things as much as them. Ladies. I know we do. But we are LADIES. We have to have more respect for ourselves because if you don't, no one else will. You are more than just enjoyment for some guy. You are a person. And you know what, if you want to be known for sleeping around, flashing your ta ta's, and never want any ounce of respect.. then that's on YOU. Behave how you want to be treated. Some guys aren't always going to listen, but you can hold your head high knowing it was their bad decision to try to take advantage of you. No girl "asks for it" unless they physically ask for it. If you're even in a position where someone took advantage of you, get help. Find a friend, parent, sibling, someone you can trust, to talk to. Nobody needs to go through that alone.
That got heavy huh. That's pretty much the end of my rant for the evening, but I did want to compile a little list here at the end with all of the guys I've dated! Not names, but titles because there were 2 guys I forgot I had gone out with, and man they were doozies. Let's face it. They all are. I have bad luck.
Lets see.. The onion guy who wore no shoes.. Mr. Money bags.. Mouth Breather.. Guy who asked to date my friend right after our date.. oh! the short guy at the jamba juice.. guy that took me to taco bell.. Guy who I didn't date, but he followed me around at work one night.. guy who asked me out on a LOT of dates, who I eventually said yes to but got sick the night we were supposed to go out.. other guy that asked me out, and I told him I was on my period (which was true) so I didn't feel like going out.. and.. I think those are all.. just the bad ones of course. I had some good ones. Mini golfing. Comedy sportz. 4 wheeling and fishing. Driving on old country back roads. Best first date ever to the movies and ice cream.. and that's all the good ones. *face palm*
Alright online people. Have a lovely evening. Remember to keep your ta ta's covered. And if you're a boy, you can ignore that..
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Monday, July 7, 2014
Duck, Duck... Duck
Okay! This was a few weeks ago, but I am finally getting around to writing about it! So! I had an excellent opportunity to visit the Outer Banks in North Carolina! Oh my goodness! I fell in love with the beaches! Beautiful sand and water! Freezing water most days, but lovely all the same!
However, I want to start this by going a few days before we actually went to Duck. I have such an amazing friend out here that I just call Bestie on here! She knows who she is! <3 But I got to go with her family! Before we went, I stayed with her and her family at their house for a few days! It was so fun! Her parents are so wonderful and made me feel so welcome! (This was the first time I had actually met everyone else in her family! Bless her parent's hearts for inviting a stranger to come with them to the beach!) I also go to meet Besties sisters and grandparents! I tell you what, I have never gotten along with strangers as much in my entire life! Everyone is so sweet! These girls and their family have become as much family to me as my own. I am going to miss them all so much until I see them again. *Insert sobbing here.*
Back to the story! So! Besties family has a pool in the back yard! Big enough for four of us to float on those big floaty things and have room for more! The downfall? Horseflies. Ya'll. I thought I knew horseflies. I didn't. They are wretched creatures. Some as big as your thumb, and they bite!! Hard! It hurts like a mo-fo. These flies also seem to like me. I don't know why. But it was at the point where I couldn't float. I had to crocodile style it and have my eyes and nose above the water. I was wearing a baseball cap, and whenever these flies would land on me (which there were at least 5 that did) they would kill them ON MY HEAD with the flyswatter. Then Ems would go put them on the edge of the pool so they could see what would happen if they continued to come and land near us. It didn't really help, but it was hilarious! She had decided they had sent all of the ones named "Joe" because they are idiots. That's probably funnier to me... hmm..
Anyway! Fast forward to the next day. Imagine me and bestie- burnt to a friggin crisp. I haven't burned like that in a really long time! This is how we know we're best friends. Every morning and night, the day would start and end with us getting lotion on each others backs, and peeling the nasty skin. (Sorry for that image, but it's true!) Waking up in the morning, itching, then lifting up the back of your shirt and asking "How bad is it?" while the other person makes that sound.."uuuuuuuhhhhhmmmm..." and you know.
So by the time we are headed to the beach, we have started our tan (it's just a little more red that we wanted). Bestie and I rode down with her grandparents. They are so sweet! Her Grandpa came up to me the night before we left and said," Now, if you need something to call us, you can call us Jack and Jean or Grandpa and Grandma." From that point on, I had adopted another set of grandparents! :) So sweet.
I have to rewind a day or so. We went to this place called Merks. They have the BEST cheese fries ever!! I kid you not! But we went for lunch a day before we left because we had to get groceries. I had been fighting Besties mom about paying for me. I mean, she was already taking me on their family trip to the beach for free, how could I have her pay for my lunch?? So the checks were being passed out, and I took mine. She tried to grab it from me, but I just put it up to my chest so she couldn't take it. She stopped trying after a minute, and as I am talking to her and using my hands, Grandpa with the quickness that Will Smith talks about in the Fresh Prince theme song, snatched it out of my hands! He ended up paying for all of us, which again. SO SWEET.
Anyway! We had a fun ride down together! I had made the best chocolate chip cookies the night before (seriously) and Bestie had managed to make sure they ended up in the car with us. So we munched on cookies and listened to Elvis and old country songs. They pointed out landmarks and chatted about stories of Besties parents when they had started dating. And also the story about Clarke the tree! (that was told by Bestie, but still! That's how it started!)
We got down to a place called Grandy, where we went to a farmers market that was amazing! So much fresh fruit and home made fudge in so many different flavors! And the sweetest Rottweiler ever! We also saw a pretty sweet ride that Besties mom had had when she first started driving! Sweet!
Well, we get to the beach house which is so close to the beach it's insane! We unloaded the vehicles (We had 3 loaded up!) then went changed into swim suits and went down to the beach! That first day was perfection. The water was really cold but you could walk so far out into the water! We were probably 50-75 yards away from the shore. For me, that's really far! I don't usually go any father than waist deep. But we were only about shoulder deep that far out! So crazy!
Our whole beach week passed in pretty much the same fashion. Wake up around 8, go to the beach until 5. Come up at noon to make sandwiches. And mind you, when we made lunch, we used a loaf of bread a day and we went through jars and jars of jelly. Besties mom makes it herself and it is heavenly! Then, we shower once you're home, and then have dinner. Go to sleep, and do it again! Now, I got a little lazy halfway through the week because of a.. visitor. And because I was so burned after the day at Besties house, and also the two days previous, I had spent more than 5 hours just hanging out in the water! Which, floating around in the waves is just my favorite thing at the beach! So, Wednesday, I stayed in except for 2 hours. Not to mention the second degree burn on my chest. That was fun.
Thursday I stayed out for 4 hours. Friday, a little longer. Saturday, I was actually able to get back into the water, so I spent maybe 3 hours in there. Until the storm came. They had been predicting rain and thunderstorms all week, and we got lucky to not have any during the day. I do have a to back track a little! On Thursday or Friday, we decided to go to Jeanette's pier. Besties parents are particular about who drives the white vehicle. So, when we got Besties dad to agree to let us take it, Grandpa said that he was just going to come down and watch us pull out, to make sure we didn't hit his car. We were parked under the carport, and the car was facing forward, so we wouldn't have needed to back out. When we were about to get into the car, grandpa pulls out $40 for us, and tells us to get some ice cream! So dang sweet!
So, we headed about 30 minutes south of Duck to Kitty Hawk. We had to pay 2$ to get onto the pier and then walked to the end. When we got to the end, two boys came up to us. It was Me, Bestie, Ems, and Rach. (sorry, that is not a creative nick name..) Now, Ems and Rach are so dang pretty! Both are super athletic and can rock whatever they wear! (Bestie is super adorbs too, but I am leaving her out of this due to her beau!)
So these two boys come up and say, "So did you catch anything?" Ems looks at him, and says.."We don't have fishing poles. How are we going to catch anything?" He just laughed a little and said it was his pick up line. We all laughed, and they started talking. The boys eventually asked us our names and ages. So, we have Rach and Ems at 17. Bestie at 22. And me bringing up the rear and a ripe old 23. Bestie and I walked away after they said 19. Besties actual words were "I'm out of this." Neither of us have any game. Me, because I haven't really been a perpetual dater. Just random ones here and there. Her, because of the previously mentioned boyfriend. After chatting when them for a little bit, we decided it was time to head back.
We stopped at Fatboyz. This is a really small place ran by all boys. It sells all sorts of things, including ice cream. As we are about to order, this hilarious guy at the window (it's not a drive thru, just one that you have to walk up to) asks us if we want to take a selfie with him. So, after we've placed the order, we indeed took a selfie! We ate outside for a bit, but really needed to get on the way. As we were leaving, the same guy who took the picture calls to us," You guys come back and see me! I'm here EVERY DAY!"
That pretty much ends that night. On our last night there, we decided to go to the shops. I needed to find some gifts for my family, and we had also heard good things from Ems and Rach. They went running every day and what not, so they had wandered the shops.
We had a fun night wandering down the boardwalk. We laughed and told stories. Fun things like that. Us four became thick as thieves. I love those three so much! At one of the shops, I saw this cute sweatshirt with a goofy looking duck on it. Sunglasses and everything. I haaad to get it! After Bestie saw it, she said she absolutely had to get one too! Now we have matching bestie shirts!
We also were able to get one more ice cream treat with the leftover money from grandpa. So we took these delicious home made ice cream sandwiches back for everyone. They were delicious! Home made cookies and ice cream! We watched Finding Nemo and played Uno!
Sadly, the next day we had to come home. We woke up early and packed our stuff. We worked on getting everything into the now two cars (Besties other sister who carried the food had left the day before since she had work the next day.) with what we had left. It was a tight fit! Sadly, Bestie and I weren't able to eat breakfast before it was all packed up. And it's a 4 or 5 hour drive back.
Bestie was afraid to ask them to stop so we could eat, because we didn't want to hold the progress up. So she texted her mom and was telling her. Shortly after, her mom called her grandma and said," Tell grandpa you need to go to the bathroom. The girls are hungry and didn't get breakfast." We pulled over about 5 minutes later.
Sweet grandpa actually ended up paying for two bottles of water and doughnuts for us! (The water at the house was not very good..at all.) And we got back on the road! When it was time for lunch, we stopped again at the Virginia Diner. It was so good! I had chicken tenders that felt like they were butter! They just melted! Bestie and Grandma had the fried chicken, which they said was also delicious! Grandma also tried spoon bread, but didn't like it much at all. Grandpa had the buffet so, he got a bit of everything!
After lunch, we got back on the road and made it home about 2 hours later. I feel like this account of the trip is just dry. But, it was seriously so much fun! I couldn't have gone with a better group of people and I am so grateful that they invited me to come!
Well, that is my story about Duck. Like I said, there is more, but they are just small things that don't translate unless you were actually there. I will say, that Grandpa and Grandma left the next day. We woke up early to say goodbye. I hugged both of them goodbye, and grandpa gave me a hug that was just one of the best ever! One that makes you feel like family. I am so privileged to have met them.
As always, I love you guys and wish you the best! I also hope you can visit the OBX! It's truly beautiful.
However, I want to start this by going a few days before we actually went to Duck. I have such an amazing friend out here that I just call Bestie on here! She knows who she is! <3 But I got to go with her family! Before we went, I stayed with her and her family at their house for a few days! It was so fun! Her parents are so wonderful and made me feel so welcome! (This was the first time I had actually met everyone else in her family! Bless her parent's hearts for inviting a stranger to come with them to the beach!) I also go to meet Besties sisters and grandparents! I tell you what, I have never gotten along with strangers as much in my entire life! Everyone is so sweet! These girls and their family have become as much family to me as my own. I am going to miss them all so much until I see them again. *Insert sobbing here.*
Back to the story! So! Besties family has a pool in the back yard! Big enough for four of us to float on those big floaty things and have room for more! The downfall? Horseflies. Ya'll. I thought I knew horseflies. I didn't. They are wretched creatures. Some as big as your thumb, and they bite!! Hard! It hurts like a mo-fo. These flies also seem to like me. I don't know why. But it was at the point where I couldn't float. I had to crocodile style it and have my eyes and nose above the water. I was wearing a baseball cap, and whenever these flies would land on me (which there were at least 5 that did) they would kill them ON MY HEAD with the flyswatter. Then Ems would go put them on the edge of the pool so they could see what would happen if they continued to come and land near us. It didn't really help, but it was hilarious! She had decided they had sent all of the ones named "Joe" because they are idiots. That's probably funnier to me... hmm..
Anyway! Fast forward to the next day. Imagine me and bestie- burnt to a friggin crisp. I haven't burned like that in a really long time! This is how we know we're best friends. Every morning and night, the day would start and end with us getting lotion on each others backs, and peeling the nasty skin. (Sorry for that image, but it's true!) Waking up in the morning, itching, then lifting up the back of your shirt and asking "How bad is it?" while the other person makes that sound.."uuuuuuuhhhhhmmmm..." and you know.
So by the time we are headed to the beach, we have started our tan (it's just a little more red that we wanted). Bestie and I rode down with her grandparents. They are so sweet! Her Grandpa came up to me the night before we left and said," Now, if you need something to call us, you can call us Jack and Jean or Grandpa and Grandma." From that point on, I had adopted another set of grandparents! :) So sweet.
I have to rewind a day or so. We went to this place called Merks. They have the BEST cheese fries ever!! I kid you not! But we went for lunch a day before we left because we had to get groceries. I had been fighting Besties mom about paying for me. I mean, she was already taking me on their family trip to the beach for free, how could I have her pay for my lunch?? So the checks were being passed out, and I took mine. She tried to grab it from me, but I just put it up to my chest so she couldn't take it. She stopped trying after a minute, and as I am talking to her and using my hands, Grandpa with the quickness that Will Smith talks about in the Fresh Prince theme song, snatched it out of my hands! He ended up paying for all of us, which again. SO SWEET.
Anyway! We had a fun ride down together! I had made the best chocolate chip cookies the night before (seriously) and Bestie had managed to make sure they ended up in the car with us. So we munched on cookies and listened to Elvis and old country songs. They pointed out landmarks and chatted about stories of Besties parents when they had started dating. And also the story about Clarke the tree! (that was told by Bestie, but still! That's how it started!)
We got down to a place called Grandy, where we went to a farmers market that was amazing! So much fresh fruit and home made fudge in so many different flavors! And the sweetest Rottweiler ever! We also saw a pretty sweet ride that Besties mom had had when she first started driving! Sweet!
Well, we get to the beach house which is so close to the beach it's insane! We unloaded the vehicles (We had 3 loaded up!) then went changed into swim suits and went down to the beach! That first day was perfection. The water was really cold but you could walk so far out into the water! We were probably 50-75 yards away from the shore. For me, that's really far! I don't usually go any father than waist deep. But we were only about shoulder deep that far out! So crazy!
Our whole beach week passed in pretty much the same fashion. Wake up around 8, go to the beach until 5. Come up at noon to make sandwiches. And mind you, when we made lunch, we used a loaf of bread a day and we went through jars and jars of jelly. Besties mom makes it herself and it is heavenly! Then, we shower once you're home, and then have dinner. Go to sleep, and do it again! Now, I got a little lazy halfway through the week because of a.. visitor. And because I was so burned after the day at Besties house, and also the two days previous, I had spent more than 5 hours just hanging out in the water! Which, floating around in the waves is just my favorite thing at the beach! So, Wednesday, I stayed in except for 2 hours. Not to mention the second degree burn on my chest. That was fun.
Thursday I stayed out for 4 hours. Friday, a little longer. Saturday, I was actually able to get back into the water, so I spent maybe 3 hours in there. Until the storm came. They had been predicting rain and thunderstorms all week, and we got lucky to not have any during the day. I do have a to back track a little! On Thursday or Friday, we decided to go to Jeanette's pier. Besties parents are particular about who drives the white vehicle. So, when we got Besties dad to agree to let us take it, Grandpa said that he was just going to come down and watch us pull out, to make sure we didn't hit his car. We were parked under the carport, and the car was facing forward, so we wouldn't have needed to back out. When we were about to get into the car, grandpa pulls out $40 for us, and tells us to get some ice cream! So dang sweet!
So, we headed about 30 minutes south of Duck to Kitty Hawk. We had to pay 2$ to get onto the pier and then walked to the end. When we got to the end, two boys came up to us. It was Me, Bestie, Ems, and Rach. (sorry, that is not a creative nick name..) Now, Ems and Rach are so dang pretty! Both are super athletic and can rock whatever they wear! (Bestie is super adorbs too, but I am leaving her out of this due to her beau!)
So these two boys come up and say, "So did you catch anything?" Ems looks at him, and says.."We don't have fishing poles. How are we going to catch anything?" He just laughed a little and said it was his pick up line. We all laughed, and they started talking. The boys eventually asked us our names and ages. So, we have Rach and Ems at 17. Bestie at 22. And me bringing up the rear and a ripe old 23. Bestie and I walked away after they said 19. Besties actual words were "I'm out of this." Neither of us have any game. Me, because I haven't really been a perpetual dater. Just random ones here and there. Her, because of the previously mentioned boyfriend. After chatting when them for a little bit, we decided it was time to head back.
We stopped at Fatboyz. This is a really small place ran by all boys. It sells all sorts of things, including ice cream. As we are about to order, this hilarious guy at the window (it's not a drive thru, just one that you have to walk up to) asks us if we want to take a selfie with him. So, after we've placed the order, we indeed took a selfie! We ate outside for a bit, but really needed to get on the way. As we were leaving, the same guy who took the picture calls to us," You guys come back and see me! I'm here EVERY DAY!"
That pretty much ends that night. On our last night there, we decided to go to the shops. I needed to find some gifts for my family, and we had also heard good things from Ems and Rach. They went running every day and what not, so they had wandered the shops.
We had a fun night wandering down the boardwalk. We laughed and told stories. Fun things like that. Us four became thick as thieves. I love those three so much! At one of the shops, I saw this cute sweatshirt with a goofy looking duck on it. Sunglasses and everything. I haaad to get it! After Bestie saw it, she said she absolutely had to get one too! Now we have matching bestie shirts!
We also were able to get one more ice cream treat with the leftover money from grandpa. So we took these delicious home made ice cream sandwiches back for everyone. They were delicious! Home made cookies and ice cream! We watched Finding Nemo and played Uno!
Sadly, the next day we had to come home. We woke up early and packed our stuff. We worked on getting everything into the now two cars (Besties other sister who carried the food had left the day before since she had work the next day.) with what we had left. It was a tight fit! Sadly, Bestie and I weren't able to eat breakfast before it was all packed up. And it's a 4 or 5 hour drive back.
Bestie was afraid to ask them to stop so we could eat, because we didn't want to hold the progress up. So she texted her mom and was telling her. Shortly after, her mom called her grandma and said," Tell grandpa you need to go to the bathroom. The girls are hungry and didn't get breakfast." We pulled over about 5 minutes later.
Sweet grandpa actually ended up paying for two bottles of water and doughnuts for us! (The water at the house was not very good..at all.) And we got back on the road! When it was time for lunch, we stopped again at the Virginia Diner. It was so good! I had chicken tenders that felt like they were butter! They just melted! Bestie and Grandma had the fried chicken, which they said was also delicious! Grandma also tried spoon bread, but didn't like it much at all. Grandpa had the buffet so, he got a bit of everything!
After lunch, we got back on the road and made it home about 2 hours later. I feel like this account of the trip is just dry. But, it was seriously so much fun! I couldn't have gone with a better group of people and I am so grateful that they invited me to come!
Well, that is my story about Duck. Like I said, there is more, but they are just small things that don't translate unless you were actually there. I will say, that Grandpa and Grandma left the next day. We woke up early to say goodbye. I hugged both of them goodbye, and grandpa gave me a hug that was just one of the best ever! One that makes you feel like family. I am so privileged to have met them.
As always, I love you guys and wish you the best! I also hope you can visit the OBX! It's truly beautiful.
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