Finding Out That I'm On The Naughty List

I have just a few minutes before I head to the gym for a workout. I've come to enjoy the two hour time in the gym, others prefer a less structured environment some variety to what they see or observe. I previously blogged about getting an invitation to do some dancing. I also mentioned that I was sure the dancing would involve some two stepping, which I also made mention that I don't do. I made this assumption based on some details my friend gave me. First, wear your boots. It's a common fact that two stepping cowboys and cowgirls wear boots for dancing. Secondly, he said he had something for my head. It's also another common fact that cowboys and cowgirls wear cowboy hats when they go two stepping. I think it enhances the two stepping movements.

My friend arrived around 9PM to gather me and take us to our destination. This friend also told me he had a shirt for me to wear. I tell ya, I was extremely curious to see this shirt. In his truck, he turned on the dome light and handed me a blue tee shirt with hot pink glitter writing on it. Not very cowgirlish I thought. The writing on the shirt said this: "I'm on the naughty list". The tee shirt had a matching hot pink head band with this on it: "X Rated".

I don't recall having been put on the Naughty List and I certainly don't recall being X rated, well, maybe once or twice while in New Orleans during Mardi Gras, but surely not since living in West Texas. So, what does a girl do? Does she become what this gentleman apparently thinks of her for some odd reason? I went ahead and went on the date, but Sunday...I didn't answer my phone, check my cell phone or return emails.

Today at lunch, my friend Lynn and I were discussing bizarre bad dates. The two of us laughed and reminisced over some of the worst dates we ever had. She decided that we should write a book detailing every tragic moment. I think we should.