I've come to the conclusion, after spending my Friday night bar hopping with 40-year-old men (I befriend people on the street too easily), that it really only takes 1 person to influence my mind (or yours).
|[This is actually where I ate dinner, pre meeting the 40 year old man]|
|[Watermelon margarita from dinner]|
Scooter is the cutie above and below who has been my hot date for the past week. I have NEVER had someone so excited to see me when I get home from work at night. With that said, I will also NEVER be getting a pet. I loved taking care of Scoots but puppies are a lot of work. More so the walking them part. I will be glad to watch your pets while you are on vacation though.
Last weekend I also got to relive a little bit of my party girl lifestyle. If I said I didn't have a blast I'd be completely lying. Getting out of the house, drinking and dancing is healthy for you. Trust me. Sometimes you need to go out with friends and not give a shit about anything and go for what you want. Even when you get shut down. Also, just because I am a country girl does not mean I forgot how to dance ;)
The point of this post? That all it took was 1 person in different aspects of my life to influence what I thought of myself, which is not necessarily a good thing. But you do truly learn something from everyone you meet, whether it's positive or negative. Take away from this week? I'm a pretty great girl to have around, 2 bad runs will not destroy a race that is still 5 weeks away and I still have baby fever but never want a dog.
Ps. I know lots of random pictures in this one