First off, global warming my butt.
Second, I had a date and I lost it due to the snow. I woke up in the morning to find my car securely planted in it's parking spot. Just to give you a hint of what I drive, it weighs 2100 pounds. This tiny little nothing of a car wasn't going anywhere.
She texts me three hours before our planned date asking for a rain check because of the snow. I agree - what else could I do? I was trapped, she was trapped.
I am just irked for several reasons. One, because I really wanted to get to know her better. She called me back to make a date, which surprised the heck out of me in the first place. So I can't help but assume I am in a better position than I originally thought. Second, I am going out of town in two days, so as to not appear like a desperate puppy, I have to wait an entire week before planning a make up date. Third, I have been stuck inside alone for the last two days and I am irritated! So blah.
On a lighter note, the snow is melting today. I am looking out the window watching it drip off my car as we speak. That means I get to go see my buddy perform at open mic night tonight. And that means said girl will be there too. And that means I need to work on covering up my puppy dog tail wagging grin that I get on my face.
While I am not from "Nawlens" as I say, I am from fairly close - Baton Rouge. I have since left the great state of Louisiana. Although, I would not be adverse to returning. The culture is great, everyone is Catholic, and no one mispronounces my cajun last name. Maybe God will take me back down there some day. Perhaps that is where my future wife is hiding?
