Everyone new I meet asks the ever-popular, "so, where are you from?" And to each of those any inquiries I respond, "Well.... that's a complicated question." As soon as I reveal my last three pin points on the map, 90% of them respond with, "oh are you military?" Have you seen my beer and chocolate fueled body? That's a negative Ghost Rider. Anyone that knows me would scoff in the same manner. With that being said, in relation to my dating, it's inevitable that I'm going to run into some military guys. With the reputation that only 3 have lived to contradict, I strive to avoid military guys at all cost. This particular Friday night, I not only failed that task, but I became instrumental in a demonstration for one of their sergeant or lieutenants or whatever AND all his men. I really mean no disrespect to military men and women that protect our liberties for this phenomenal country. It's my favorite country 6 days of the week. 'Merica. So this particular Guy starts buying the shots that he was already drinking. A Kamikaze which I don't think I've had since College at this rave Club we used to frequent in Arlington, Texas.... it is until it got shut down for drugs and selling liquor to minors. It was great because I'll never forget one of the conversations my best friend I overheard in the bathroom one night: "Staci, I think I need to stop smoking so I can save up for a new fake ID. This one starting to bend." Pri-or-it-ies. Anyway, back to this Friday night with mr. Hardback kamikaze. He continued to buy me shots and make small talk. I could see his friends or mates or whatever you call them watching intently. Some of them were Suave about it, others not so much. "If you're trying to show off for your buddies, I'm definitely not the girl to do that." "No, I genuinely enjoy talking to you," he replied with a smile. " I'm not going to go home with you," I said plainly with no remorse if that deterred him from retrieving my Snapchat or phone number. " Stephanie, I just like you." Knowing it's physically impossible to like someone that you don't know anything about, I rolled my eyes and return to the dance floor. From what I can remember, he kept up, but I'll be honest.... the end of the night was a little hazy. He did retrieve my Snapchat and we conversed a little, but nothing seemed to really come of it. Then, there was this night I was walking on the beach alone and he messaged me.I know we are thinking... she going to hurry this up? I got a pizza that'll be here any minute . She goes to the beach a lot. Is she not aware that Pensacola has a very high sex trafficking rate? Is she crazy? Okay my lovely readers, (more than one accounts as plural; thanks Mom and Lauren) as you've learned, I'm notorious for joining double dates with my best friend. Well on this occasion, I was just a third wheel why we were at a bar on the water, adventure outside and walk the shore of the strip of bars in Gulf Breeze. The soft sand and lively water we're perfect for the night. While enjoying the serenity, I began receiving quick responses from Mr. Hardback Kamikaze. His name apparent because of the type of drink he bought us when I met him, but the second part of his name comes from the conversation we had this night. I natually said something punny, because that's just how my brain works, and we began talking about writing and how I've got a Blog. Instantly, he asked for the address and I relinquished it without reservations because I knew he didn't have a post. Before thumbing through my most recent posts oh, he asked me who my favorite writers were and then revealed Fitzgerald was his. More than impressed, I kind of let my guard down. Wow this boy has depth I thought. Then, he proceeded to compliment my writing: \n"I’ve only read one piece and I’m already diving down the rabbit holeAnd lord if I didn’t like you before..." \n"You should Bc it’s 10x better than anything I’ve written; you put so much of your heart into your writing and it shows. Not obnoxiously but subtle enough that it makes an impact." \n Kamikaze Cake: for a cover you can't judgeCake Ingredients
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