Only in Texas...

Friday night I had a very interesting and unique date. But before I go into details about the date let me first tell you about the man I am currently dating.

A little over a month ago I started dating a charming, handsome, charismatic man...whom I will refer to as -W. He was the first man I let take me out on a second date since breaking up with my ex... more than six months ago. Things have been going great. I enjoy his company... He takes good care of me... He doesn't pressure me into anything... And overall I am extremely happy.

So, Friday night -W invited me to a Sporting Clay BBQ, also known as a skeet shoot. Skeet shooting invovles a "clay pigeon" thrown into the air to be shot down with a shotgun. It is a form of practice for bird hunting and every year Stanton, Texas has a tournament of sorts.

Well on this particular Friday night I met -W's family... his dad, step mom, and uncle. For those in the dating world, this is usually a big step, and of course I wanted to look my best. Little did I know the evening would turn out to be quite interesting.

After work I went home to quickly change and make the drive to Stanton... already bad luck strikes... the jeans I wanted to wear still had the ink tag on them from the store... so I had to wear a different pair... left the house in the pouring rain just to forget the directions and have to turn around and go back to get them... plus I had to get gas... then I miss my exit and have to cross the median to make my turn... as if things couldn't get any worse... within five minutes of my arrival a West Texas sandstorm hits... and then came heavy, heavy rain... so it basically rained mud. The winds were so strong a tent was ripped from the ground. Needless to say I was covered from head to toe in dirt, followed by rain... creating a muddy paste all over my body. I was not looking too hot anymore.

I must admit I was a trooper... I never complianed once... and truth be told I had a great time, I didn't have anything to complain about. A little bit of rain never hurt anybody. And at least I was not stuck at home bored and alone.

The rest of the evening was rather mellow. We went to friend's house and just hung out. I borrowed a dry shirt and pj bottoms from the host's wife, and felt 100 times better. But only in Texas would you go to a skeet shoot, then be hit by a dust storm, followed by heavy rain... And this Texas girl survived.

I am Living Single in Texas...