I’ve starting wearing my hair in double french braids every day because blowing dry your hair sucks and I have no time for such things.
I also finally threw away those two-week contacts that I’ve been wearing since, umm, Lent (ish), but that means I’m sporting my glasses on a daily basis.
I’m officially a nerd with a worn-off spray tan.
I blame my new commute. Spending almost three hours in a car everyday to go from Naperville to Crystal Lake via a detour and back is about as much fun as a migraine mixed with a sprained ankle mixed with sunburn.
I’m never going to find a boyfriend this way.
Seriously.
The way I figure it, the only chance I have of meeting a nice, respectable boy/man/guy is if I crash into someone somewhere along Route 59, but I kind of think that would kind of suck, seeing as how I need my car so much these days and the potential for injuries or whatever.
But these are the things I think about when I’m driving. That, and I try to figure out whether Brett Favre will actually, really, finally retire this year so the Bears can make the play-offs.
Anyway, ya, do you know anyone?
Perhaps a nice, young man who doesn’t mind french braids, glasses and a worn off spray tan?
Also, who lives close by?
Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
This is true, I swear. My husband’s aunt and uncle met as each drove to work on the same highway going in opposite directions. After a bit they noticed each other, one of them began waving and pretty soon he pulled over one day and flagged her down. Long story short – they married, had three kids and lived happily ever after.
You never know when you will meet your man so it is hard to prepare. But when it happens you will look exactly as you should.
i think a nice, respectable boy/man/guy would totally dig french braids, glasses and a worn off spray tan wrapped around the greatest blogger in the windy city. i doubt you will have to resort to hitting boys with your car.