Stressed spelled backwards is DESSERTS

Okay, so I guess this wasn't a first date, but I thought it would be worth telling the story. And plus, it was one of the first 50 dates at BYU, so it totally counts.

Anyway. So this guy calls me up to ask me out and leaves a message. So I called him back, but he didn't pick up so I left a message. Pretty sure that happened a couple times. Usually, that's what happens when we call each other. So he asked me to go curling with him in Kearns, UT. I don't think I had ever been to Kearns. And I KNOW I had never been curling. So it sounded like an awesome adventure.

So he picked me up on a Friday night, and we meet the other couple in the car, and we head out to Kearns. We passed like five 7-Eleven's on the way. No, actually the driver got lost. A couple times. So maybe we only passed like two. But I swear, they were all over the place. So as I previously mentioned, the driver got lost a couple times so the car ride was longer than we had anticipated. Which meant we were LATE for our curling (for those of you that may not know what curling is, it's an Olympic sport on the ice. Look it up. It's not like curling your hair. But I think that could also be a fun activity.) lessons.

We decided to go inside anyway to check it out. We asked the lady at the front desk if it would be worth it to even try curling after we hadn't learned how :) She said we'd probably be a bit behind, but we could go try it out. So we walked in to the ice rink center place. I'm not really sure what to call the general area - it had a race track, and ice rink, and a different ice rink INSIDE the ice rink. So our little curling party was in the very middle of this whole place. So we walked on the track, totally oblivious to what was going on around us. So when we looked to the left, we found a nice little surprise called A RACE. We were totally standing in the way. So instead of getting off the track and out of the way, we decided to hop over the little wall and go on the ice rink, where people were skating and screaming while trying not to crash into us. We walked across the ice rink (in our regular shoes) to the inner ice rink, where the curling was supposed to take place. And we found a staircase (that we were supposed to take) that led down under the race track and the ice rink we weren't supposed to cross. So we felt pretty dumb.

So curling. We looked around and there were a lot of people speaking in sign language. I'm quite positive that several people there were deaf. So we couldn't really talk to them. So we moved on to Plan B. We went back to the front office (we took the stairs this time) and my date tried to figure out what to do. He suggested that we go to Wal*Mart and have a party...aka...buy stuff so we can make desserts. Because that's my idea of a party. So we headed to Wal*Mart. And my date said he's scared of ice anyway...(then why would he ask me to go chill on the ice with him on a date? Whatevs.) :)

So at good 'ole Wal*Mart, each couple was given an item they had to get, and they had to plan a dessert that would include that item. Me and my date had to use strawberries, and the other couple had to include cinnamon. So we bought strawberries. And sugar. And that's it. so we could make CREPES! good thing i'm a good thinker. :) The other couple bought cinnamon gum. good thing they're good thinkers too. They also bought cinnamon rolls...like Pillsbury ones from a can.

We headed back to Provo to his apartment and I made crepes. I tried to flip them in the air to turn them over, because that looks super cool. And it's fun....if you can do it. It worked a couple of times.

Then we ate the food. And he walked me home. And it turned out to be a pretty good Plan B. I guess if he was scared of ice, it could have been an answer to his prayers. The end.