Saturday I was uber hung over, and didn't get out of bed until 2pm. I felt terrible, and had to talk myself out of the bed even then to make it to my good friend's birthday celebration!
I purchased the cutest dress (or so I thought) to wear to said birthday party. Once I got myself together Saturday and donned what I thought was the cutest dress..........I had a realization. I looked like a retiree living in Naples, FL named Gladys. Uggghh! (How could I not have tried this dress on before the day of the event?!??!!) I didn't have any time to put together another outfit, so I took off feeling frumpy AND hungover.
The party was lovely, and I had the chance to catch up with some old friends and meet some new ones too! Birthday Girl's boyfriend had mentioned a few weeks ago that he had invited a guy to come to the party, and he thought this guy and I would hit it off. I had completely forgotten this conversation. So, when BG's boyfriend says "T, what do you think of J?" I'm a bit taken aback. You see....J is also TEN's real name.
I explained that I thought he was precious, but a bit young for me. BG's boyfriend doesn't understand. I don't understand why he doesn't understand. Eventually I come to the realization that the guy I have been talking to all afternoon is in fact the guy BG's boyfriend had been telling me about weeks ago, AND....that he is called J, and that he is my age. Did I lose you???
BG's boyfriend takes me aside a bit later and says "So....J really thinks you are cute. What do you think"? Well, J was quite cute and rather my type so I told BG's boyfriend this. J and I continue to talk, and guess who shows up? TEN. Oh yes he did. This shouldn't really be a problem for me because he is so young, and we will just be friends. However, for some reason I felt like a loser. I have TEN on one side and J on the other, and I just wanted to take a Valium and go home.
TEN leaves, and J and I continue chatting. When the party is over J asks for my phone number, and says he would very much like to get together in the near future. I say that I would like that as well. We both head home, and I get a text later Saturday evening from J saying that he most enjoyed meeting me.......and looks forward to talking to me soon. Excellent! Who needs MDC anyway!