Annal 17: Tale from the Movie Theatre

Last night I went to the movies with some friends.  It was opening night of X-Men: First Class and I was pretty excited to watch James McAvoy portray Charles Xavier (strictly because of his acting ability, of course).  I sat down in my seat, married friend on my one side, single friend on my other.  My married friend commented on her husband having gone to the earlier showing of the movie.  A random guy, probably about seventeen, who was sitting in front of me commented on his own marriage.  Our conversation went something along the following:

Him: "I enjoyed my wedding."
Me: "Oh yeah?  Well that's good."
Him: "It was in Vegas.  Went really well.  Happened about four days ago."
Me: "Well, congratulations, you must be very proud."
Him: "I am."

We then proceeded with our own conversations.  Shortly after, he again interjected into our conversation.

Him: "I'm divorced now."
Me: "Oh yeah..."  *I actually misunderstood what he was saying and so only absentmindedly acknowledged him*
Him: "... Think about it..."

So there we have it, I am the object of flirtatious attention from a teenaged boy.  So remember, just when you start to lose hope, there may be a boy almost ten years your junior out there to make you feel just swell.

After this we more or less ignored each other as I was too busy attempting to still my rapidly beating heart at Hugh Jackman's cameo appearance as Wolverine... sigh... give me a man with metal claws, an eyebrow that cocks, and that tough growl...

Such is the life of a Christian single.

Annal 4: Tale from the Dress-Up Day

Every once in a while I have a complete moment of clarity and everything makes sense.  Like when you try to get up from your chair but you’re stuck.  You keep pulling and then all of a sudden you realize you sweater had hooked on something and that was why you were stuck.  Today is one of those moments.

I’m currently looking at myself and I’m wearing a cowboy hat, plaid shirt, studded belt, and a duster.  My hair is in braids and I’m greeting students as they walk in with a “Howdy.”  It’s Western Day at school and I’m all dressed up.  Now minus the hair, which is mine, everything else is borrowed.  And by borrowed, I mean I had to send out a Facebook message begging anyone with Western gear to please help me out.

You see, I love the theme days.  I think it’s cute the way my students will get dressed up and I love the creativity, but it goes far deeper than that.  I love dressing up.  There’s a scene in one episode of “The Big Bang Theory” where these four guys are incredibly excited to dress-up for a Halloween party.  That’s me.  If I had a costume of the Flash you would probably find me wearing it more often than I care to admit.  Actually, that is not true.  I would totally admit to wearing it.  You see, not that long ago our school had another theme day: Super Hero Day.  Yeah, guess you dressed up as Darth Vader?  That’s right, I wore black, I had a cape, and I most definitely had the mask.  The only thing missing was a voice distorter but even that didn’t stop me from breathing heavily and lowering my voice to raspy tone.

How does this all lead to my moment of clarity?  The lights have turned on, and angels have sung, and much like a vision all has become clear: I am a geek.

Some days it all makes sense why I am single.  I mean, I’m sure there are loads of people lining up out there wanting to date a flip-flop wearing cowgirl who doubles as a master of the dark side of the force, who can also tell you intricate details about the majority of the X-Men.  Yes, that was sarcasm.

I am a geek, but such is the life of a Christian single.