A much needed refresher!

After a long while of neglect on my part, the confabulate is up and running again! Well, I DO have some juicy tidbits and stories to fill you all in on. Just some nightmare dates, college drama, and a couple of adventures! Excited much? Figures. :)

Alright, first off, allow me to start with the date that I went on three weeks ago with a charming young man of the lord, lovingly known as 'Scott'. My roommates all thought it'd be a fun idea if a couple of us went on a group date together, two of which had to get their dates from the ward (Tristen and I). Sounds good, right? Right! Harmless fun! Isabella planned to have us all have dinner together, go ice skating and then get hot chocolate afterwards and, if we had time, watch a movie or play cards or something. To be honest with you, I was actually really excited. It sounded fun and, as hard as this is to admit, my dating life has kind of been lacking lately so the prospect of a date was welcomed news.

After some deliberation on who Tristen and I should ask, seeing as how we were the only two without dates, we narrowed it down to two friends/roommates in the ward who were in our FHE group. I called her date and she called mine so that we wouldn't seem too interested because both of us just wanted to go out as friends. I can't necessarily say for her, but I know that I definitely was not interested in anything more than a fun date.

Finally, the night of the date came. My roommates and I all made a bunch of varieties of pasta and a white and red sauce to go along with them, a salad, and some garlic bread. Honestly, we were thinking that the pasta feast would be a hit... You know, seeing as how college boys hardly ever get a home cooked meal and all, we thought that this would at least be a LITTLE impressive. Obviously not. During dinner, my date, Scott, insulted our cooking repeaditively, which I took as a joke, I'm not going to lie. In consequence, didn't really say anything to shut the little twerp up. I know, my mistake.

While the cats away, the mice will play...

For the past couple of days, my parents have been out of the house, leaving me all to my lonesome - and to my own free will. Eh, yeah, quite a dangerous thing at times, especially when I'm moving out in a week and really have nothing to lose.

Well, seeing as how I'm just about the best teen you can find these days (I never said the best, I just said that I was one of them. Don't get that part wrong) and don't party, I really can't get in to too much trouble. And that's when you get creative. :)

Last night, at approximately 9:49 pm, Ms. Baylee and I decided that the ice cream in Tooele just wasn't up to par and that the prospects of finding a delicious cup of ice cream were MUCH higher in Salt Lake and that we should probably head in, if we knew what was good for us. So, after scouting out people to come with us, we drove in with Sadie Palmer and Zac Clausing. We ended up at Baskin Robbins, and if you really must know, I got two scoops of World Renown Chocolate, or something like that, I can't actually remember the name, to tell you the truth. Anyways, point is, we went in for ice cream, got back just before midnight for those who still have curfew.

Baylee and I, being the party mongers that we are, decided that the night was still young and she joined me at my house for the evening. I'm not really sure how this next incident happend but... Somehow, she and I ended up on a safari. Yes, a safari. Don't ask because I'm not sure that I can explain, to be quite honest. Finally, at about... Oh, I don't know... 3 am this morning, she finally allowed me to fall asleep because, as it turns out, she needed to be home at 8 to ride her horse!

And that, I do believe, is a fairly full account of how my night went last night. Now, don't get me wrong, I've done plenty of other things while my parents have been gone but... This just happened last night so it sticks out. Perhaps I'll update the rest later? I don't know, I guess we'll see where the wind blows me!! :)

Heath the cowboy

Here's the update to my first blog! Quite exciting, isn't it?

Last night, I had to cover a story about the horse show for the county fair this weekend and so I went. It started at six and that's when I showed up, thinking that it would be over in an hour, two tops. Oh, I was so wrong, so, so wrong... It finally wrapped up five hours later at 11.

Well, in the course of the evening, I interviewed a couple of participants, got regular updates on scores/placements, you know, newsy stuff! Except for when I was gathering information for my article, I sat alone and talked to no one but the little one year old who was sitting a couple of seats down from me with his family. Yeah, he didn't talk. I more or less would just smile at him when he'd waddle by every 5-10 minutes or so...

To say the least, it was getting pretty lonely around 9 or 10. Have no fear, though! At approximately 10:30, I was joined (at the very top of the stadium, away from the few people who were left) by two cowboys in their mid to late twenties. Seemed harmless enough at first, I was trying to give them the benefit of the doubt by thinking that they didn't actually come and sit up there just to talk to me. Yeah, wrong again.

They did and they made it fairly clear after a couple of minutes that they did. Eventually, I was invited to attend Friday night's rodeo with them, to the after-party that they were having, all of their friend's after-parties and so forth. Once they found out that I didn't drink, smoke, or use drugs, Heath, the spokesman for the duo who was a good four to five inches shorter than me, proceeded to ask me what I did for fun and if he might be able to take me on a date. Politely, I refused and left to go get the updated scores from the judges.

I had gotten maybe 10-20 feet away from the stadium before I heard, "Um, excuse me!" Yep, you guessed 'er right, he followed me down. He asked if he could get my number from me and, with the sweetest, most innocent smile I could conjure up at the time, I told him that, "I'd rather not give it to you." AND WALKED AWAY.

Well, I'm pretty sure that he and his friend waited for a second chance after all of the festivities were over but seeing as how I still needed to get the last hour or two of scores, it took me a while and they left before I was done.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how my Wednesday night went. Not only do I have the ability to attract nasty Trappers at a Mountain Man Rendezvous, I can also pick up tobacco chewing cowboys!

So, moral of the story is, if you ever need a date, especially a really dirty one, give me a call! They seem to flock to me...

The Beginning

And here we go!

I've never actually had a blog that... I took seriously before... so this will be kind of fun! I figure I can post all of my college adventures, entertain the world, keep an online journal type of thing? Who knows what is to come! All I can is that this is bound to be good. I don't really have time to write about my night last night right now. I'm actually supposed to be dusting at the moment! :D When I finish up with today's chores, I'll get back on and finish this thing up!

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