Okay, lets first acknowledge the fact that I missed a week of posting. Life sucks sometimes. Moving on.
I was originally going to post about being vegan but then something DRAMATIC happened.
After having a wonderful day in Talkeetna Ak, I co me home to not only my roommate on the couch..but she had also invited her tinder match to come sleep over. It just so happens to be MY Bumble match as well. We will call him Legs, just so my friends don't get confused with all my crazy boy stories. He's called legs, because he has them...for days. Seriously. He is like 6'4, and hot.
I matched with Legs on bumble last winter. We naturally talked off and on for a hot minute. He then was deployed for a couple months. I sent him nudes; anything for our troops.
Anyways, I come home and they are on the couch. I heard his voice before I even saw him. His voice is very very deep, it's also very recognizable. I'm in the kitchen making Winston some food and I know I have to look. ITS FREAKING HIM. ITS LEGS. I wanted to die. I go to my room and call my friend. Of course, she told me not to do anything. Do I follow directions? Never. I went to go make popcorn. And Legs is covering his face so I can't see him. So childish.
At this point it's only Legs and I that know what's going on. My poor roommate. I call my friend again to tell her. She tells me to leave it alone. I finally do, only for a minute. I hopped in the shower. And I left my popcorn in the microwave. So when I heard Legs go to the bathroom I go get it. My roommate is on the couch and I ask her what his name is... She tells me and I just bust out laughing. I finally tell her my Legs story and walk to my room.
Honestly that's the most I have ever talked to my roommate, bonding experience? Probably not. I think I may have just ruined her night. But low key I'm okay with that. I don't want Legs to sleep over and be drinking my coffee when I wake up.
Also sad, I didn't even want this popcorn.. I just wanted a reason to come into the kitchen. What a waste.