It's Hard to be Hot

So, as my last post explained, Thursday was our anniversary. Our 10 year anniversary. A special occasion. A very special occasion. And what do special occasions call for? A new outfit, of course. Well, due to not having a vehicle and other scheduling conflicts, Wednesday night arrived and I had not had the chance to go shopping. I did get my Jeep back Wednesday afternoon, and let me tell you, I was itchin' to run the roads. It occured to me during an episode of great frustration and insanity earlier in the week that I had not been alone for more than an hour since the kids got out of school. That would be 5 weeks. Not only had I not been alone, I've also experienced VBS and dance camp in that time. That may not seem like a big deal to some of you, but I require a good deal of alone, thinkin' time to function as a normal, healthy, non-screaming human being. That's just me. After Tueday night when Sarah and Kate both decided to hang out in the bathroom while I took my bath, I decided I just really needed more than 10 seconds to have a thought. With that said, when we got home from church Wednesday night (at 8:30), Josh told me he had errands to run the next day and I knew I wouldn't get my chance then. I had to go. Right.that.minute.

So, I did. I embarked on the 45 minute journey with an air conditioner and a radio. That's all I require people. We are on eastern time so it meant I would get to my destination at 8:30. It is great when we drive into Panama City, not so much coming back home. First, I went to Best Buy. I wanted to get Josh a Kindle and I was determined I was going to be a big girl and figure out that techie stuff all by myself. Whatever. I got in there and was totally lost. There are in fact 4 Kindles and the only difference I knew about was the price. I asked the BestBuy guy and he explained something to me about 3G and I was still lost. So, I just bought a nice cover and a card to buy the books with and decided I would give that to Josh and then let him go pick out the one he wanted later. Kind of lame, but the best I could do. Then, I had to find an outfit. I had checked and knew of a couple of stores that would still be open. One of them either had the wrong time on their website or I thought they were closed and they weren't. So, I headed to Kohl's. I had learned that they stay open until 11:00. Score! I usually love Kohl's and everything in it, but I just didn't have any luck. I looked. And looked. And tried stuff on. And looked some more. It didn't help that I wasn't really sure where we were going. I tried on dresses. I tried on capris. I had actually almost decided on some jean capris and a cute top when I thought better of it. I did find a jean jacket on clearance that I was really excited about, because I can wear it with anything. I put the capris and top back and was planning to check one more place and come back. As I walked out the door with my jean jacket I got a text from Josh saying we would probably go somewhere pretty nice. It also said he knew I would look hot in whatever. (Side note: I'm sorry if that is disturbing for anyone who sees Josh only as a pastor.)

Well, I drove down the road and THE OTHER STORE WAS CLOSED!!!! And we were going somewhere nice. And my husband wanted me to look hot. And all I had was a jean jacket!!!!! It was a high stress situation. I eventually had no choice but to turn around and go back to Kohl's. I turned around in a CVS parking lot and almost had a head on collision with a guy who looked like he might be selling pills, but not the kind you get at CVS if you know what I mean.  I got back to Kohl's with a new mission. To find a dress. I found one and took two different sizes to the fitting room. The lady who was working in the fitting room literally sighed the loudest sigh I have ever heard and rolled her eyes. There was a time when that would have made me feel really bad and I probably would have left the store crying. Not this night. I was on a mission. I wanted to tell her, "TOMORROW IS MY ANNIVERSARY AND MY HUSBAND WANTS ME TO LOOK HOT AND ALL I HAVE IS A JEAN JACKET!!!! SO BACK OFF!" I didn't say that. I just headed to the changing room and was reminded that it really doesn't matter what I wear, I am not the kind of girl that looks "hot" in anything. But at least perhaps, I could look presentable at a nice restaurant. So, finally at 10:30, which is 11:30 my time, I checked out with a dress and some shoes.

I pulled out of the parking lot and the gas light came on. Fabulous. I drove to the last gas station in existence and it was closed. It would be a 40 minute drive before the next one and I would never make it. So, I had to turn back around to find an open station. After I paid and came back out the guy next to me was blasting his stereo. Some hip hop. I started to tell him I've taught a few hip hop classes and ask if he wanted to see my moves. But, I didn't want to show off. ;)

I FINALLY got home. I tried on my dress and shoes and felt like an Amazon woman. I have honestly never owned such high heels before. Josh had mentioned us going to a movie after we ate and I went into panic mode again. There was no way I was wearing my Amazon heels to a movie. Would you believe me if I told you I took my jean jacket and some flats to change into after dinner? Yes, you would, because I'm a dork like that.

Our date was absolutely perfect. We saw a man get hit by a car on his bike (he was ok)  and then a woman get out of her vehicle to tell off another lady at a red light. But, after that, it was all good. :) We went to a place called The Terrace Restaurant and it was A-mazing! I had to walk on a gravel driveway in my Amazon heels and then there was a tricky little step inside, but I am happy to report I did not have a Miss Congeniality moment and I did not break my neck. Josh actually scooped me up and carried me to the Jeep on the way back out. I pretended like it was romantic, but I think he was just tired of waiting on me. :) I also had the realization during the course of the evening that these shoes could be a hinderance to my career. It is hard to teach dance with broken ankles.  So, after dinner I really did change into flats and put my jean jacket on over my dress.

We had so much fun. There were even fireworks going off when we left the restaurant. Aww....The good news is, Josh loves me no matter what I wear. Thank goodness. It's hard work being hot. :) :) :)

P.S. If you don't believe me, this is me the day after. We stopped at the Dixie Dandy (that't the gas station next to Mr. Cheap Butts) to grab lunch before we headed out to get the kids. I mentioned we would be eating in the car and the sandwich lady gave me this bib. Is that sexy, or what????????