This passed year has been full of many “firsts.” At the risk of sharing too much, I will briefly explain the most important and influential “firsts” from my twentieth year.
I actually said yes to a date offer! Actually this is not a first. I said yes once before, but then was too chicken to actually do it because he was my friend and I was afraid that dating him would mess it up. Mostly I was afraid that he was two years older than me and already had a fiancé (that he had since broken up with) and that he would find me too inexperienced.
I actually went on a date. This is an actual first. He’s a friend of mine, and it was nice because it was just like we were friends going to lunch. I don’t have a lot of guy-friends. I think I’d rather have guy-friends than all that confusing mumbo-jumbo anyway. I don’t like playing games in life, especially with the opposite sex. Too confusing and frustrating!
There are more, but I don’t know why I can’t think of them.
Unfortunately, I still have not had a boyfriend or been kissed. Unless you count stage kisses, but I don’t; especially since two out of the three guys were gay and one was questionable.
In previous years I have not really wanted a boyfriend. This last year – I am only now realizing – I’ve kind of been searching. Almost too much. And you know what, I’m done. I don’t want one. I can do by myself. I always tell my girlfriends, “If you can’t be by yourself and be happy, you won’t be happy in a relationship with someone else.” It’s like those married couples that think having a baby with “fix” their marriage or their relationship. Uh… no! If you have a crappy relationship now, it will only make things more difficult and probably really screw up the kid.
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So, I guess I will now delve into last night’s festivities.
Yesterday, we drove… a lot! We left West Yellowstone in Montana around 10am the day before and headed for Reno because we couldn’t “check” into the cabin here in Downieville until yesterday. Mom has been driving the whole time, so she wanted a tiny break, so I drove for about two hours, until we got to the Costco and Sak N’Save for the millions of groceries we needed for the upcoming week at the cabin. It’s amazing and unbelievable how much food we got for one day. Mom and I could go through it all in probably a month and a half, but there’s also nine people, two of which eat more than you would think they could – Jeffery (a growing boy) and Salome’s mom (who is diabetic but doesn’t appear to care). Steve is the biggest of us all, but he at least limits himself. He’s doing really well losing weight. I’m proud of him.
From the Sak N’Save, I drove lead (between the two cars) to Downieville. This meant driving up the mountain. Well, I'm leading in Mom's car and Steve is following - pretty closely I might add. I'm driving up the mountain...
Ugh... you know what... I don't really want to write about it right now. And Mom has to pee, which means we have to go back to the cabin because everything is closed. Soo... next blog will be the DUI. Uh... ALMOST DUI. :)
-Lizz
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