Since this is a running website, I guess I should update ya'alls on my running. Well, it's been lacking. I have been doing the bare minimum to get by. But I'm totally blaming my lazy weekend on the fires. It was smokey and gross on Saturday and Sunday so I didn't run. But I'm getting in 4 to 5 miles every other day (kinda) so I'm ok. I will bump it up to 8 this weekend. I haven't been taking my Garmin with me. I'm trying to just run for the fun of it.
So something I am going to change (actually change BACK to) is that I am going to talk about DATING and BOYS and all that crap again. This does not pertain to the Captain because he is off limits, but anyone else who crosses my path is free game for discussion.
The first in the discussion in the 'short fireman.'
History 101: Short fireman and I went to JUNIOR high together. Then both of our families moved in 9th grade - get this- to the same town. So we ended up going to high school together too. We were always friends, sometimes we flirted, but I had a boyfriend all throughout high school. After HS, I moved again to where I am now. He had some friends in the area, so we met up once or twice and went out as a group. One of those night he kissed me goodnight. But that was that. We stopped talking. I just wasn't into him. We bumped into each other again at my 10 year reunion (2003). That was the last I saw of him.
Flash forward to a month ago. My sister was in Palm Springs for a bachelorette party. She was at the pool and was spotted by the short fireman. He came over to her to say "hi" and introduced my sister to his friends as "the sister of the love of his life." He went on about how I am the one that got away.
Why is it that I'm rarely into the ones that are into me?