Okay, so as some of you know, I now have a boyfriend; Brian Ford. He's a sophmore, in band and is the only guy flag on our colorgaurd team (no, he's not gay...obviously...). Anyways, just so all of you know it's true: I have finally attracted a specimen of the opposite sex and am quite happy.

So, the first akward story that i get to share happened on Thursday. We were baking cookies for the Cristmas concert and we were making these peanutbutter chocolate tasty cookies that required melted chocolate to dip the cookies in. We melted the chips in the microwave and then Brian had the intellignce to pull the melted chocolate out of the microwave without gloves on and found out that the bowl was really hot. So, he dropped the bowl and got chocolate everywhere, on the floor, on the chairs and on his shirt. I stopped what I was doing and started cleaning up the mess. I turned my back on him for one minute and when I turned back around, his shirt was missing. Aparently, while I was scrubbing the floor, he had pulled of his shirt and was walking around the kitchen half-naked. I almost fell over in the rest of the chocolatey puddle because his mom was standing in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes and didn't seem to find it strange that her son was shirtless and that his girlfriend was turning very red behind the counter.

Least to say, we had to go out and buy more chocolate after that, so we ended up being late to the concert and I was late for performing in the quintet that was "background" music.

I hope this announcement was helpful and cleared up a few questions (espicially for Gabe, who saw us tonight at Sarah's party, but I wasn't sure how much you knew and I wasn't going to make a big scene...). But, if any of you dare make fun of me, I while come to your houses in the dead of night and slit thy throats.

Tata!