I always thought the first time a boy came to pick me up at my house would be followed by a night of much excitement. Kissing, and parties, and coming home late, and such.
I didn't think I would spend the night playing Apples to Apples in my friend's unfinished basement.
But I did.
And it ranks as one of the best ways to spend a Saturday night. Ever. Jake Barton (Kat's unofficial boyfriend) came to pick me and Katie up from my house last night at like 10, and we went to Collin Edward White's home. (You will find his hysterical blog under "I read....") Anyway. Kat, Jake, Collin, Devon, and some kid named Eli (who is a tenth grade boy who is scared half to death by girls - anyone else confused at how that is possible?) played Apples to Apples in Collin's basement. It was a blast.
Friday night me and Kat went to a stake dance. Jake and Collin came. (Obviously, Kat was ecstatic about this.) They brought the whole crew.
...And I met someone new. [:
His name is Kyle. And he is... Very handsome. No, I will not give you his last name because I will not allow you to stalk him via facebook. He is, though, lovely. And he thinks I am attractive. Yeah, best night ever. [: I was very sad he couldn't make it to Collin's house last night, but it is okay. I will live... Maybe. Ha.
I really hate ranting over the internet, because I always worry that someone will come across it who doesn't need to, but here is a teeny tiny little quick rant:
I like Kyle. He is really attractive. He may someday like me. And I couldn't be happier.
End of rant.
Anyway, Happy Easter. I love all of you very much, and thank you so much for your kind comments and sweet posts. They always make my day.