Don't Hate the Playa... Hate the Game

This might possibly be the worst advice that was ever offered to me. But it has nothing to do with my blog today. Today I have an update in my search for a Christmas Party Date. I have found the best date a girl could possibly ask for. Ladies... try not to be jealous, but I am taking the one and only MATT THOMAS. Actually there is another Matt Thomas that I accidentally wrote an email to when I was in school and confessed my undying love to, fortunately he was nice enough to forward it on to the person for whom it was intended.

Matt has already begun putting together a list of stories that we can tell as our "how we met" story. So here is the list he has provided to me. Please feel free to vote on your favorite.

(Written by Matt Thomas)

1. I could be the foreign exchange student your family hosted years ago (except I can't fake an accent.) I missed you so much that I had to come back and see you.

2.We met on a random cruise for singles and have stayed in touch ever since.

3.I am the tow truck driver who took your car most recently from downtown. I felt bad about the $200 charge so you asked me to be your date

4.We met on eharmony.com and when anyone asks at the party I will say that I just flew into town and this is my very first time to ever meet you or see you. We didn't exchange pictures while talking for the last year.

5.We met at college and....oh wait..that really did happen.

6.I was backpacking thru Europe (or whatever country you have been to) and you were there vacationing with some girlfriends. We met in a tiny European market as you were frustrated that some guy was ripping you off price-wise on a bag you wanted and I intruded and spoke the local language to the guy and you got a fantastic discount. You then went on to wink at me and asked if you could "tip" me by buying me a drink at the nearest café. And from there it's history.

7.We could tell everyone we're on a blind-date and yes you're taking me home afterwards.

8.I am the father of your child that you gave up for adoption five years ago.

9.I am living in Florida, but these horrendous tropical storms and hurricanes came thru earlier this year and destroyed most of my belongings. I quickly learned that it "served me right for living on some land that just sticks out in the ocean like that," and so I'm looking for a place to buy in Houston and met you on the sidewalk in your neighborhood.

Waiting on Mr. Right? Why Young Career Women are Putting Motherhood on Ice

This blog really has nothing to do with people freezing their eggs. But I thought that this article was very interesting and weird.

So I have to find a date to my work Christmas party. I feel like I'm in college all over again and I have to find a date to banquet and you all know how well that worked out for me. So a few people in the office are making bets on who I'm going to bring. I don't see why I have to bring anyone. Its not that I don't have anyone to bring. I know some people that I could ask and they would go with me. The problem is that our office Christmas party is notorious for being boring, and I'm not sure that I want to subject people that I like to that kind of misery. So if anyone has any thoughts or ideas, I'm open for advice.... I know what I'm going to wear... why is the date part always the hardest???

~Carrie

I GET A KICK OUT OF SOCCER

Soccer

So, my brother broke his arm playing soccer on our indoor soccer league. Up until now, the biggest injury we had is when I got smacked in the face by the ball being kicked as hard as this big man could kick it. I was just getting over my fear of that happening again when my brother broke his arm. I don't want to say that he got knocked down by a girl but that is what happened. My fears would also be calmed a little if our ref didn't have a glass eye. This is kind of freaky if you actually think about it. Anyway, in honor of my brother, here's the top five freakiest times in my soccer career...

5. The first time I played and I wasn't in very good shape and I thought I was going to die after just being out there 1 minute.

4. The first time that someone got the bright idea to kick me the ball (possibly they thought that I was going to be able to do something with it) and everyone started running towards me.

3. When I got smacked in the face with the ball... my brother said that you could hardly tell that it hit me though.

2. The game that the ball got passed to me and I started running down the field with the ball. This was cool until I realized that I was doing something cool and then I freaked out.

1. Last game when I was walking off of the field and I saw a blood stain on the wall... c'mon we can't clean that up... really?

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