Clothes Make the Blog Post
Matt and I went on a date and did shots! No, wait. Matt and I went on a date and got shots! The day of my last shot, I sat around nervously all day terrified I would miss my time slot and left an hour early. The days I was driving my parents for their shots, same. Yesterday I ran around with Eve all day trying to find some decent black shoes for her abbreviated graduation ceremony tomorrow evening because we realized she only ever wears boots or flip-flops (my kid, obviously) and other than some super-fancy shoes for prom, she had nothing. We could maybe be forgiven this lapse if this was the first time this had happened, but, um, it's not. So we went to a few stores without any luck, until we realized she didn't really know what she wanted, she just felt like maybe wearing her Docs for grad wasn't completely appropriate. To which I said, hogwash (I did, I used a quaint and un-profane epithet, you weren't there, you can't prove otherwise). I wore Docs for my weddi
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I had a friend in college who was not happy that she was set up with this guy for a dance, so she pretended she had to go to the bathroom (they were having a few cocktails before the dance in our dorm) and she came and hid in our room. The other dates came and asked us if she was in our room and we played dumb - easy enough. It was slightly mean, I guess. But she could not stand the guy. We laughed our butts off. Oh to be young. That is as close as I get to being sneaky back in the dating arena. Go Eve!
XO