The Abuse of My Nipples!

So last night something funny happened! I thought I was going to pee my pants it was so very funny! I got up out of bed to turn my computer off and when I climbed back into bed over top of D the only part of my body that touched his ribs was my right nipple. The millisecond my nipple touched his ribs a static shock ran from my nipple to his ribs and we both said ouch at the same time then burst into laughter! OMG I swear that was the funniest thing.

So since we are now talking about nipples let me tell you all about the time last summer when I shaved a chunk out of my left nipple! OUCH! NO I don't shave my boobs...lol nor do I shave my chest.

I was at my youngest sister's house and was in the shower and all you ladies know how it is a balancing act to prop one leg up on the edge of the tub while standing in the shower and bending over trying to shave your legs one at a time while standing on one foot.

Ok so I was doing just that when my foot slipped off the side of the tub and my knee jerk reaction sent my hand with my razor up past my knee soaring past my belly button and onto the only appendage sticking out far enough to catch the edge of the razor! Yes my nipple! OUCH I screamed as blood dripped down breast onto the shower floor, but no one heard me. :(

I was in pain but I just had to tell my sister what I had done because I knew she would find it very funny. As she did, and so did my brother in law once we took off to the beach for the day and the salt water from a wave splashed up onto my bathing suit top and seeped right through to the open wound on my left nipple and I screamed in pain! OUCH!

Ugh! Mother Nature Tryed To Kill Me !

This morning I woke up to find that mother nature has dropped in for her monthly visit. Not my favorite visitor however I am use to her so I know the drill. Only one problem, I'm at work .....and .......you guessed it I have only one tampon. I know you guys out there wonder why we aren't always prepared for this since we do know it's coming, right? Well I don't have an answer for that other than I could buy a semi-truck load of tampons and they would be all used by the time mother nature decides to depart.

So anyway, I had to leave work this morning and head to the nearest store. I was thinking Walmart (the devil) but then my co-worker says go two blocks past the hospital on the same road and there is a Dollar store on the right. Sounded easy enough, right?

A little background information, I don't live in this town I live thirty miles down the freeway in a one-horse town. So imagine my surprise when I leave downtown and end up two blocks down in the middle of the ghetto!

Yes I'm serious. So sure enough I see the dollar store on my right and I pull in to a completely gated parking lot surrounded by a 10 foot high iron rod fence! Yes a gated dollar store. Then look up to see all the windows and doors have bars on them and there are cameras on every centimeter of this place. WHF

So this is not the time to be picky, especially since I have left work and I am in desperate need of some tampons! So I hop out of my car and immediately lock the doors and walk briskly to the door past the three thugs standing on the sidewalk with sunglasses on (it's raining and stormy and dark outside btw).

I open the door and this voice from overhead called out and it scared me SLIGHTLY lol to a jump. It was a recording with an alarm "WARNING......all actions are monitored and recorded" ! REALLY at a dollar store! A dollar store people, is it really necessary to scare the Jesus out of me at the dollar store? I only went to get tampons I wasn't prepared for a cavity search or to be shanked!

WOW this definitely makes me glad I live in a one-horse town.

I did make it back to work safely with my tampons!

The Case of The Disappearing Socks!

My fellow blogger mom Sandra over at Absolutely Narcissism , is so funny and completely blunt in her blog. I have to pimp her out today for the blog she posted about the word "vagina".

I have to say I do the same stuff with my boys. I scare them into not wanted to have sex without a condom and making sure not to get anyone pregnant...lets face it I have no other options..I can't put my boys on birth control!

This brings me to the time I took my oldest to his 11 year check up. He had just turned 11, and I was thinking this would be like any other day at the pediatricians office...I was so very WRONG!

His Doctor turned to me and said have you had the talk with him about masturbation. What The Fuck? He is 11! Then she proceeded to tell me with my terrified looked on my face that boys start masturbating about the age of 11. OMG isn't this his dad's job to talk to his son about masturbation? No she said boys and their dad's are to embarrassed to talk to each other about masturbation.

Oh shit, I know nothing about boys masturbating except for the fact the I had to buy my second ex husband 3 pocket pussies cause he kept wearing holes in them. This would be different she said cause I shouldn't under any circumstance buy him a pocket pussy! lol Why not? They are easily discreet and washable and make life a lot easier for me!

I ignored the pediatrician, I figured it would come along soon enough and I would deal with it then. Oh but I was so wrong! I should have dealt with it when she told me to.

I started finding crusty socks stuffed behind his bed and under his bed and in his closet. OMG GROSS! Then the unthinkable happened! Yes I walked in on him masturbating! He had not locked or even bothered to shut the his bed room door so I didn't think nothing of walking right in to deliver his clean clothes from the dryer for him to put away! OMG! I never again went into his room .
I did however sit my then 12 year old and my then 6 year old sons down ...Yes the youngest was six when this conversation took place....brace yourselves!

This is how it went!
Look I know boys have needs and they sometimes want to explore their bodies and that their penis does funny things when they touch it, however I am telling both of you that doing that in your bedroom isn't allowed! They make showers for that so that all the evidence goes down the drain , and if I find one more crusty sock in this house I will serve it to you for dinner!

The oldest was laughing at me but stopped laughing when I told him I would make him eat the nasty crusty sock, the youngest was locked on every word but never said anything.

So this brings me to my now 12 year son taking a damn hour and fifteen minute shower the other night and then getting up before the alarm went off the very next morning and getting back into the shower for another 1 hour long shower! OMG

Why did GOD bless me of all people with boys! So the point of this blog is that kids pay attention to everything that is said no matter their age and thank GOD cause I swear if I start finding crusty socks again I will puke!

In A Sports Bar In An Evening Gown

A few years ago (nearly ten) I met this man at a friends wedding. K was with his girlfriend Ta-Ta(one of my co-workers) at that time, and I was married and we were all seated together at the reception.

Let me start off by saying any one who has a wedding on a Saturday in the fall should be required to have big screen TV's with football playing in every corner of their wedding! I'm a huge NCAA football fanatic! Just so happens so was K. While everyone else was eating K and I were listening to the sports broadcast of two separate games.

I didn't think about that day for years, until four years later when I was sitting in the floor outside my college classroom frantically trying to finish my homework, in my proper college attire (my favorite SEC FB team shirt with matching purse) of course, when this man walks up and says something about my shirt. When I looked up to respond to his remark and the awful color of his shirt (of a rival team), he looked vaguely familiar. We chatted for a few minutes, with small talk before we had to go into separate classes.

To my surprise we was waiting on me after class and we chatted some more, after a few days of random chatting he asked me out. Sitting across from him on our first lunch date, it hit me, I knew him from the wedding he had dated my co-worker Ta-Ta. I brought it to his attention and he said I thought I knew you. We laughed and continued our lunch. He said he had asked about me several times after him and Ta-Ta broke up but she wouldn't respond...well duh!

So we continue to date casually just a lunch date here and there and such nothing sexual. Months go by and he had finally wore me down. Don't get me wrong I am extremely attracted to him and would have gave in months earlier except I had this intuition that he was a player. So after months (or technically years) of him chasing me, I gave in. We had the relationship talk.

A few weeks later he vanished. Yes after all that chasing he was gone. I just turned around and started again on my singleness there was no tears, no sadness, however I was a little confused on why chase for so long then run. A few months later he calls and wants to talk so I obliged him and we meet for dinner and we remained friends, no not friends with benefits, just friends. That year we had occasionally dated and had fun together nothing sexual, New Years Eve rolled around and I invited him to a formal party, to of course be my "eye candy" and "arm candy", initially to make T (my lover who I wish would love me!) jealous.

I get all dressed up have my hair and makeup done slip into a borrowed evening gown and head over to his place to pick him up. I get there and he is all dressed in a suit and looking all yummy! I started to just attack him before the party, but we were running late so we went on to the party at a fancy convention center in the closest big town to me. Everyone looked so beautiful and fancy, I think I was star struck! I have never had a wedding or been to prom or anything like this and it was mesmerizing to me!

We walked in, I headed to the bathroom to make sure my hair and makeup were just right and walked back out, while I was in the restroom he said "I'll go get us some drinks for us and then meet you back here to find a seat" . Sounded good to me, but when I stepped out of the restroom he rounded the corner in a full blown sprint and dodged into the bathroom quicker than anyone I have ever seen. I stood there not knowing what to do or what had happened patiently. Ten minutes or more later he peaks out sprinted out and grabs my hand and practically ushered me back to my car saying we must leave immediately.

Confused I said "what is wrong, are you ok?" In the car he doesn't say anything. I try to ask questions but I wasn't sure what to ask and even why , so I said where are we going? He said "HOME" ! Hell NO I'm not going home, I just got all dressed up to go to my first fancy dance and your running away with me! No, so I take him and he gets out, I suppose expecting me to join him, which I quickly shot down, and left. With really no where to go and refusing to return alone to my fancy party I was invited to a sports bar near by with a female friend of mine.

Yes I walked into this hole in the wall sports bar in my navy blue sparking tight cleavage showing spaghetti strapped evening gown and 6 inch stilettos! Everyone starred at me! I walked over to the bar where my friend and her friends were sitting and ordered a beer. Yes in my evening gown with my beer in hand I finished out the old year and welcomed the new one, which included two (really only one, I wanted a kiss from the other) kisses from random strangers (which was weird) but hell it was better than none!

So I still talk to K and recently he has been on this "I love you and want to marry you" kick! WTF! We aren't dating and we aren't sleeping together and I have pretty much kept my distance from him ever since that night 3 years ago and still with no explanation of the events that happened. He wants to date me, marry me and love me....I'm not buying and I'm not stupid!

The Lingering Lunch Date

So as I mentioned earlier CL stopped by the other day for some lunch. I had already invited J over for dinner that same night and thought what could it hurt if CL came around and 11 am and J wouldn't be here till around 4 pm. Nothing sexual just lunch.

So CL gets here and we head out in his car to the local Chinese buffet place to get lunch and catch up on life since it's been about 2 months since I last saw him. We got to the restaurant around 11:15 and sit to eat and talk.....and talk....and talk....

We finish up lunch and he comes back to my place to drop me off and invites himself in, where he made himself comfortable on my couch with my remote in his hand! Yes by this time its 2:15 and I'm thinking any minute he will get up and excuse himself and head home...by 2:45 I was a nervous wreck! I was thinking this can't be good! J will show up and CL will be here and I will have a cock fight in my apartment.

So I finally get up and I'm getting my purse and things and tell him I have some errands to do and need to go get some groceries and then pick up my youngest son from school that it's time he went home. Slowly he is dragging himself off my couch and it's 3:15 when I get him out to his car and me in mine to go get things for dinner and my son from school. Why oh why was he lingering? SEX, wasn't in his fortune cookie! LOL

I hear that is what some women do at a man's house, just linger? Not me I'm always ready to hit the door and I've always got a time limit in my head and it shortens every time he looks at a clock or gets up to check something in the kitchen. I just assumed he would eat and leave, not linger. Hell I don't know but the rest of the night went nicely with J.

Porn, Pot, and Ping-Pong!

As the hospital I work for continues to cut workers hours and positions I remembered a situation I put myself in a few years ago. I was invited to a after-work party at a supervisors house. No, not my supervisor, so I decided why not a few other people were going that had been to one of his after-work parties before and I thought, why not.
So, I finish my shift and hitch a ride with a guy friend of mine that works under him and is friends with him and was familiar with where we were going and such.
So we were on our way over and He says "I hope this doesn't freak you out, but him and his wife are a bit freaky". So of course I asked "WHAT do you mean by freaky?"? I was thinking maybe they had monkeys for pets or they had bright pink curtains or something.


I definitely wasn't thinking when I walked in, that there would be 3 big screen TV's broadcasting HARDCORE PORN and that the house would be lit up by black lights and that the entire kitchen would be lined from wall to wall covering every counter top with bongs! Or that there would be naked...NAKED people playing ping pong! I'm very serious when I tell you, I was there less than 5 mins!
I was totally freaked out! I am not the partying type and I have never done drugs of any kind or even tried them! I made my friend take me back to my car immediately! From then on I never accepted another invite to an after-work party unless I personally knew the person , because its perfectly clear to me there is a definitive difference between knowing someone personally and knowing someone professionally!

10/10/10 My Un-Perfect Day

This was suppose to be my perfect day! My "10" kind of day! I was engaged for a year and a half and our wedding date was set for today! I picked today's date for our wedding because as a kid we always watched the Olympics and 10 was considered a perfect score! I should have been getting my hair and makeup done this morning. I should have been enjoying family and friends and starting a new life with him.

I ended the engagement in May and haven't thought much about till today. So, I'm kind of sad but ultimately thankful I didn't go through with it. Lets face it a wedding is way cheaper than another divorce!


Anyway no wedding bliss or blues here just a short blog to document my un-perfect day, instead of having my perfect wedding today I worked 16 hours at the hospital. I didn't get to see my friends, family or have any fun but ultimately I'm grateful and blessed for this day regardless!

Life For An Adolescent Misjudgement?

Here’s a little back ground info on myself. When I was 14 I was dating a 16 year old, when I was 15 I was pregnant by the same 17 year old and married with a kid at 16 to the same 18 year old. My sister who was 13 had a live in …Yes I said “live-in “boyfriend who was 19 years old. That should be all I need to say on how I was raised.

Now, I’ll to get to my reason, for this blog. I was recently introduced to a man, yes by my crazy sister, that is nice, polite, cute, funny, smart, and honest. He was very upfront about his past and very honest about why he was so forthcoming with all his information.

J- Is 30. He spent 3 years in prison for probation violation for statutory rape when he was 22. He was 22 the girl was the 15 year old daughter of one of the city officials in our small southern town. He said it never happened and she said it never happened but her dad and mom still had him convicted of it.

So here’s the dilemma of the day. He is a “registered sex offender” because of it. Yes he told me up front about it, had all his court documents to collaborate his side of the story and told me he is a “registered sex offender”. I am trying not to judge him on his past “mess ups”, but I’d be lying to say my heart didn’t sink down into my toes when I looked him up on the sex offender registry in our state.

Now I know he has done his time and has stayed out of trouble since, so why am I so concerned? Well the stigma of dating a “registered sex offender” is a concern. My sister has a 15 year old, and out of concern and respect for her I must tell her if I have him around right? Is it her business? I’m confused on this part of it. I feel like I should tell her, but then again I feel like it was an isolated past event that isn’t anyone’s business. Am I right?

I know that if my parents had concerned themselves with whom my sisters and I were sleeping with then the “sex registered offenders” would be more plentiful for sure. Seriously I understand protecting our daughters from sex offenders, but I also understand protecting our sons from over-protective dads who think their daughters do no wrong, and the insane mothers who would swear in front of a judge their daughter was raised better than that.

I may have this all wrong, but I feel like I can justify my thoughts and make a stand on this situation. Any comments or advice are welcome. Why must we make these people pay with the rest of their lives for an adolescent mistake or misjudgement?

Beware of A Sister’s Good Intentions

My sister is ALWAYS trying to set me up with someone. Seriously, she thinks because I’m single I should be lonely, sad, and miserable. I’m NOT! I have tried to explain to her that I’m very happily single. I think her “selective mom hearing” only allows the “single” part to penetrate to her brain.

So tonight is my bro-in-laws birthday party and my sister of course expects me to be there along with all the other people she has invited. Oh did I mention she invited three (3) of them to introduce to me. This is not the worst of it, she also invited three (3) of my ex boyfriends. Why? I think she might be going senile like our mother! This is exactly something she would do if she knew anything about my life. At this point it sounds more like an ambush than a party.

Let me start with the exes.

• S who isn’t an ex; but is the man from the disaster date from a few posts ago will be there. Great and his entire family will be there as well. (Yes he is still texting me and trying to date me and no I’ve not responded). I’m sure he will approach me and ask something stupid and I’ll have to be mean. lol

• C RL will be there, I dated him a few times after I got divorced. It never went anyway because there isn’t an attraction on my part, but he did pursue me for over a year. No kisses or Sexual things just movies and dinners. I do hope he brings his girlfriend.

• Barry is invited but I doubt he will be there. He has been a friend of mine for about 12 yrs; we tried the relationship thing which didn’t work because the chemistry wasn’t there. It ended with me turning down his proposal. He has moved on to another proposal.


Now for the new ones.

• J, who is 30, no kids, going through a divorce and just got out of jail for a probation violation. My sister met him in a bar with her husband and they have been out all together with friends a few times and she thinks he’s perfect for me. LOL He’s a ex-con and he is thirty and technically and legally still hitched, what makes him perfect? I’m guessing she thinks because he is a friend of B’s (my exes) and B gave her the run down on him that he will be fine for me. Now when I say run down I really mean TMI (too much information). B said “oh ya I know that guy he has a ten inch dick”! Ok I don’t know why or how he knows that but I haven’t even met him yet and already have a visual of his manhood! OMG! Oh and did I mention he has a motorcycle!

• Seth, who is a co-worker of my bro-in-laws. Tattoos and piercings and drinks quite a bit and a smoker but has a job and a motorcycle. Not clear on his status but sounds interesting at least.

• T, 36, two kids, separated and owns his own business; you know the ex husbands BFF. Yes he will be there to try to steal a few minutes away from everyone with me.

I’m sure tonight will be interesting at the least. Doesn’t this sound like an ambush?! Got to love the sister!

The Ex's BFF

Monday I talked to Tim who is my 2nd ex-husbands, best friend. Ok, So it's not the greatest choice for hooking up with someone that's your ex is friends with much less his "best" friend. Ok here's the story.....

Six years ago when I was going through my last divorce, so was Tim. He had tried at that point to date me...awkward! I thought he was just hanging around to get information to relay back to my ex, which would have been logical, but logic with men is scarce. I ignored him, mainly because the friends circle would have been un-broken and my ex would have killed us both! He eventually decided that he couldn't leave his kids and remarried his ex (because that always works, right?).

Tim is a good guy, guy next door type, a great father to his kids and a hard worker. He is so so sweet and would make great boyfriend material except for he's my ex's bff. He is currently going through his second divorce from the same woman whom is the mother of his children (2). I'm not quite sure why he thinks it will work now and not before (the leaving of his marriage). However I do kinda like him and all his cuteness.

Wrong of me? I don't know, since my ex has been remarried for almost as long as we have been divorced. Is there a statue of limitations on an ex mans bff? I'm not sure about this one. He has come by every day this week before going to work to talk to me. Oh and he did buy me a washer and microwave for my new apartment...did I mention he was a good guy!

He came by this morning to chat and just mentioned casually that he had told my ex that we had been talking for a week now and waited for his reaction. I don't know if that was the brightest of ideas but like I mentioned before logic is scarce in men. So my ex apparently said nothing to him about it and changed the subject. odd? Yes I find that very odd, but I think Tim took it as acceptance and approval. I am not quite sure how I feel about that.

To answer your curiosity, NO I have never touched the man. No kisses, no touches, no sex, and or sexual behavior with him or towards him. Just a slow casual kind of brewing relationship, the man is still legally married. So advice anyone how should I proceed with this relationship or lack of? I'm thinking that it will run it's course and he will return to his family, in which case I would be fine with it.

Jitters or Signs...Either One Are Sure To Show Their True Colors

Ok, so the first date was bad enough, but the second one was the weirdest yet...well one of the weirdest, anyway. So he calls me up and says "I have a buddy of mine coming in town from the service, I was thinking we might could all go out to dinner this week sometime?". Well it didn't seem like a bad idea although odd for a second to date to not only be with one man, but now its with two men. Ok. I can handle this right? Two men, it's only dinner.. no problem...

Well, He picks me up and yes in that same damn car I spent 5 long hot hours in broke down on the road!!!! We start to dinner and just before pulling into the restaurant, he says "oh by the way his wife (his friend's wife)is in town as well, so she will be joining us". Ok, I can definitely handle a double date that should be a breeze. Right??

We pulled into the parking lot and he continued to say "oh I hope you don't mind my sister and brother-in-law and their daughter and "my son" are joining us as well"! WTF! Ok now I'm confused was this a second make-up date for the first disaster date or was this a Shot-Gun Wedding?! Holy Hell what had I gotten myself into?! Or should I say what had my sister gotten me into?

Ok I'm was beginning to worry, but I was still breathing, I think!

So, we sit down and his friend's wife asks "how long have you two been dating"? What dating? When had that become dating? So I politely say "oh we aren't dating, this is only our second date". My date then says "I figured since you agreed to come on a second date after what happened on the first, that we were on a roll" What? On a roll to where? Ok now I'm confused! So he thought because I wasn't totally mad and disgusted by the first date that it's time I meet the whole damn family? HUH? Ok I needed time to think so I excused myself to the restroom.......

I was still confused but with thoughts gathered I returned to the table. Upon sitting down, his friends wife says "we got married after only 3 dates and we have been together 14 years!" Great for you! I said at that point! I'm happy it has worked out for you guys so well. That is when his sister chimed in and said "yes my husband and I only dated a month when we got married". What exactly are these people trying to tell me and why? So I began to change the subject, because at that point I was ready for him to take me home!

So I asked his friend's wife "where do you work?" Then we continued with small talk for the remainder of dinner, which was a huge relief for me. After dinner we got into his car and he said "that went really well, and my friend wants "us" to go to Florida with them on vacation" WHAT???? OMG! when did we become "US" and why would I go on vacation with a man I've had "2" "not so great dates with?"! What ? Was he being serious? Yes! He was dead serious! OMG just shoot me now!

I said you know, I would really like to get back home and lay down, I've had a long day and I'm not feeling so well. He was disappointed that I didn't feel like going back to his place! Yes! He had plans to take me back to his place! However he dropped me off at my place and said I hope you call me later, I'd really like to hear your voice before going to bed! What, ok this is just about the strangest date I think I have ever been on!

Home sweet home and in bed not a thought in my head was about calling that man. I fell fast asleep from the exhaustion of the entire circus which was dinner. I got up the next day, headed to work and still hadn't talked or texted him. So a few hours go by and I got a text from him that read "I don't think that us dating is a good idea, because I need more attention and our schedules are too conflicting with eath other for us to continue seeing each other, so can we just be friends" WHEWWWWWWW thank goodness, I didn't give him a rope to grasp to think that I had been even remotely interested in seeing him again.

I don't plan on seeing him nor accepting any further date suggestions from my sister. What was I thinking? That was all just a little weird right?

First Date Jitters...or Signs?

So, the other night my sister decides to set me up with the neighbors brother! Ok I don't usually let my sister pick any dates for me but I thought I wasn't doing anything so why not go out and have some fun.

The man picked me up in an older model car with the windows down! I know I did not just fix my hair, to let the wind tie knots into it! Seriously I have naturally curly hair and it is not friends with the wind!

Anyway, we get out of my long ass dusty dirt driveway and hit the road before he decides to turn on the air and roll up the windows. The man was fairly good looking and we had decent conversation, but he was very nervous and kind of shy. So we get to dinner about an hour away in an unfamiliar town and it went great. We left dinner and went over to the movie theatre. The only movie worth seeing didn't start for another hour so he decided to show me around his town.

Upon returning to the car after checking out the movie selection I notice there seemed to have been anti-freeze coming out of his radiator and pouring out onto the parking lot. Trying not to draw any negative conversations up about the car, I assume he realizes that his car leaks anti-freeze. Well you know what assumptions do right? Yes about a mile and a hour down the road strategically along side of a city park the car "stops", yes it over heated to the point of no return. We get out walk around the park in "100 degree" weather to see if the car will cool off enough to add coolant to it so we may continue on our "first date". At which time I said well I noticed your car was leaking something that appeared to be anti-freeze at the theatre, he looked puzzled. Why didn't you say something? "I don't know your car, your driving it not me and I just assumed you knew it was leaking, right?". Ok I did say that in a very concerned and compassionate way although it sounds kind of mean.

So the car cools down enough after a nice stroll through what seemed to be a runned down city park in BFE which looked like the perfect place for rapist to hang out all wooded and run down with fallen trees and broken payment around the waling track with pot holes big enough for my poor little dog to get lost in. Now keep in mind I'm trying to stay positive and not tear this man down in one breath (my sisters say I can do that to any man in a blink of an eye). The car busted a hose that needed replaced so we put water in it enough to get another two blocks down the road to his place of employment.

Now, he called one of his four older sisters to come take him to the parts store. So while waiting on him to return with this new hose that will fix the engine problem I glance down and notice the passenger front tire of his car is completely FLAT! ok now I'm getting a bit tired of this date which has turned out to be quite the adventure on a Saturday. He returns and fixes the hose and I politely point out that his tire is now flat. This poor poor man is so embarrassed and aggravated at this point he just keeps apologizing and I kept saying it's ok it's not as if you planned it this way. Right?

Ok hose fixed, tire fixed we continue down the road at which point he says "my car still isn't working properly if seems to be missing", at which point I say "didn't you put you plug wire back on that was off"? He says I would have if I had know it was off. I said "I assumed you had taken it loose so you could have room to put the hose back on"? So we stop at the nearest store and he puts the spark plug wire back on!

Now its four hours later with no movie and I'm wringing wet with sweat and not for the right reasons! We are finally on our way back to the house its nearly midnight and I'm completely exhausted from this date and ready for my bed and he says " you are going to go out with me again aren't you"? I said yes if we take my car next time. He was nice and handled the situation calmly and nervously and I felt bad for him! So keeping my fingers crossed the next date won't be a disastrous mess! lol :) I did stay calm and found it quite humorous. my sisters would be proud of me....lol