I had a date this weekend with Megan, who I think is the only person who reads this, but, I suppose this will give her an insight into my mind! On my way to her house, I had to pick up a redbox movie. I pulled into that not so unfamiliar McDonald's and stopped next to the machine. I marched right up to that screen and began searching for a nice pick that a girl would enjoy. I called her up, because we had it planned out that we would pick something out together over the phone, but upon several rings, she did not answer. I assumed she was still working and she was getting off late, but I trusted my instincts and continued scrolling through that list of movies. I finally decided to get Did You Hear About the Morgans, which looks kinda funny.
I headed on that "long" journey to her house and called her a few more times. Still no answer. I got to Ark City and slowed down quite a bit because I didn't want to beat her home. I looked at my phone, and then had a voicemail and a text. I accidentally deleted her voicemail and so I just called her up. She said she was almost home, but she needed to shower and stuff and so I should drive slow. I drove 50 mph for 20 miles and got passed by about 200 angry looking people. I couldn't help but smile everytime somebody passed me, because they probably thought I was an old lady or something and I probably surprised them when they saw an 18 year old kid driving slow! ha.
I decided to give her a little while longer, so I toured her hometown. I saw the entire town in nearly 1.8 minutes. I then called her back up and she said she was ready and so I headed to her house, which wasn't difficult to find at all. She was nice enough to greet me outside. I walked into her house and was re-introduced to her mom and then introduced to her 9 foot brother. Then her jokester of a stepdad shook my hand and said he might confuse my name with the other 3 guys that were over last week. All in all they were a nice family.
Megan and I bonded it up with a walk down her dirt road with some awesome goats, horses, and cows and we made a friend with the neighbors dog who I wished would have just...died or something. He wouldn't quit barking, and when Megan's dog finally got tired of it, they 2 dogs quarreled for a bit, and the neighbors dog finally headed home. I pet megan's dog for a job well done. ha.
When we got back to the house, we had to wait a bit longer for supper to be done. We ate some delicious Lasagna and green beans. Her mom feared she overcooked the breadsticks, but they were delicious. After our dinner and sitting around the table and discussing life and what not, Megan and I headed downstairs for the movie.
her brother made us some unwanted popcorn, but he later devoured it all by himself, ha. megan and I sat in the couch and were all cozy with a blanket and the movie.
*I'm somewhat changing the subject for a brief second, but it will relate to my blog*
Have you ever wanted to hold hands with someone and you weren't sure if they would hold hands with you? No matter how old I am, I still find holding hands the hardest thing in the entire world...bleh. I haven't had the opportunity to hold it with very many, but jeeze...i'm a wimp.
*back to the story*
I laughed at several things that I found freakin hilarious during the movie, and Megan just stared at me weirdly. She laughed at a few things, but her laugh made me laugh..so I just felt like I was copying her.
She enjoyed my pick of the movie, and then we headed upstairs after the movie and bonded it back up with Dylan. I then went home and to bed!
Megan thought I had a boring time, but I had a lot of fun. She and her family are awesome.
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