An Evening in Meaford!!!
Saturday morning I headed towards waterloo to collect priscilla and then head north to Meaford for a night of country fun. The drive was fairly un-eventful, we listened to oldies and got a little bit lost.
We Finally arrived in Meaford at about 2:30, Michelle was already there. We chilled inside for a bit then headed for the trampoline in jess's yard. Good times!! After trampoline we played Euchre and ate nacho dip. We had a fantastic dinner, and then headed downstairs to have some drinks. We hung out downstairs drinking for a few hours, and even
tually Jessica's bestest buddy Stepha arrived! she had a few streight vodka birthday shots, drank a beer and then we headed for the dance!The dance was held at the Meaford Curling Arena. We never really danced that much as compaired to previous years dances, but had a good time nonetheless. Stepha was all over the place and crazy celebrating her birthday. That left Jess Cill Michelle and me hanging out, I was the only single one so they made it their business to find me a boy for the night. Eventualy we setteled on Grey Sweatshirt boy.
Through a series of ploys, I ended up chatting with Grey Sweatshirt boy for a while because he admitted he was too scared he was a bad dancer to dance with me. (chicken) anywho, grey sweater boy is on jessicas farmers baseball team, he also plays hockey and skiis. He was born in the meaf buy now lives in thornberry. He thought my cowboy hat was "cute" and really made me look "beautiful"... he had a really nice smile. I told him to go get some booze in his system and then come find me to dance... soon after the lights turned on and the dance ended. We hung around for a while, stepha kept saying things like "claire, don't waste your lips on talking to us, they should be occupied somewhere else" the girls being scheemers sent me over to confront him about not finding me to dance. He appoligized for not getting back to me before the dance ended and and told me he had "no intention of shunning such a beautiful girl" and then apologized profusely. he then begged for my phone number, which I allowed, and I gave him my cell number, he promised to call. We then tried to leave the dance, but leaving a dance in meaford is never that easy and some reason stuck around longer. On our way out of the dance, grey sweatshirt boy said good bye to each of us, and said it was really nice meeting us and called me beautiful infront of the girls... they thought it was awesome, I thought it was the height of cheesy-ness. We then headed to two afterparties in farmer Jons pick up truck but didn't stay long at the first and only drove past the second. Finally back at Jessicas house we chowed down on more nacho dip and oatmeal cookies.
The next morning we had a FANTASTIC breakfast cooked by jessicas dad, and then we packed up and headed home. Cill and I followed jesss to the farmers farm so Cill could see it. Cill and I then headed back to the 'loo, and I must admit Cill is one HELL of a navigator!! she got us there with out any problems! There was however a tragic number of dead racoons on the roads. but we saw live turkeys and live menonites!
ok, thats all folks, look at the pictures now!


1 Comments:
Um, I think you forgot the most important part of the sweatshirt boy story. He asked about you the next day!
Lovely pics!
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Corina Milic, at 7:40 AM
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