I Really Like Cemeteries - Is That Weird?

Oh gosh.

TWIRP date tonight

I got the brilliant idea that we should go to Eskimo Joe's in Stillwater. So I find the directions on how to get there, and Shaun and I leave around 5:00.

We go to Wal Mart so we can get gas before heading out, but as we're driving down the road in front of Wal Mart and the mall, the car two cars in front of us swerves and hits the person in the other lane. So we pull over, the car in front of us stops to make sure everyone is okay and we call 911. Fifteen minutes later, the cops show up...but Shaun spends the next 45 minutes directing traffic. No joke. (Everyone involved in the accident was fine, by the way)

Finally we get on the road, an hour later than planned.

We drive to Stillwater, but turns out that not only are my directions bad, but there was an OSU game. Of course.

Everywhere we look there are people in orange, walking down the road, standing outside of restaurants, waiting to get in. It was like orange mayhem.

And we can not find the restaurant. We turn down random roads for like 15 minutes before finally stopping and asking where to go. The lady who gives us directions just laughs because...

Eskimo Joe's was packed with the color orange. Everywhere you looked there was someone with an orange shirt or orange pants or orange ANYTHING. Meanwhile, Shaun had on black and I was wearing a tan skirt and a pink shirt. We stood out like a sore thumb. Not only that, but it Was open seating, so it was like a free-for-all in there...like all of the animals had been let out of the zoo. There was NO way we would be able to find a table.

So we decide to go to Mexico Joe's. Yes, Mexico Joe's. And it is the same way. So we try Red Lobster...and there is again orange everywhere. People were waiting for table outside, waiting inside, it was crazy.

By this time I'm about to cry, thinking I completely anhialated our date...thinking he thinks I'm dumb, that this was a totally lame idea.

Finally we just go to Chick-Fil-A...but we were again one the only people in there without OSU orange stuff on. Kind of awkward and embarassing. So yes, we drove over 100 miles to eat at Chick-Fil-A. Oh my word. It was so... I don't even know.

It was horrible at the time, embarassing, every negative fill in the blank word you can think of. Now, it's mostly just funny. Who would have thought there would be an OSU game on the same night of our Twirp date and that we would get there to eat at the exact same time as everyone who had just seen the game? Well, God knew. He held us up at the traffic accident for a reason. Maybe we would have gotten food poisening at Eskimo Joe's tonight. I don't know.

Instead, we got to talk a lot (mostly about cemeteries and how I think love can change the world - if that's not hippie sounding, I don't know what is) and we now have a date story we'll never forget.

Unfortunately.

Oh Gosh.